Healing Doctor

Chapter 723 Our hospital is really lucky

"I really can't forget the spicy soup, it's delicious and refreshing!" Director Bai turned his head and got down to business, saying calmly, "Make sure you have oxygen, follow the standard procedures, let me see if I'll have any problems."

"By the way, is the first aid kit ready?" Ji Xiang asked.

"The emergency medications are all ready, and there are three teams outside. Even if it's an air embolism, we can save the patient." The head of the anesthesiology department told a very unfunny joke.

Watching Director Bai put on a nasal cannula and inhale oxygen, lying on the operating table in a very standard posture, Ji Xiang didn't find it funny, but rather strange.

Is this... also considered empathy?

Director Bai is a very honest and easy-going person!

"Director Bai, let me cover you up." The head nurse prepared to open a disposable sterile sheet.

"No need for disposable ones, regular disinfectant will do," Director Bai said. "Every little bit helps."

"Make it cleaner in one go."

"Ugh, you can say that to the patients, but don't tell me this," Director Bai said. "A sweaty, smelly insole, you can just take it to a high-pressure steam sterilizer, and it'll still be sweaty and have a faint odor, but... it'll be sterile! It'll be clean!"

"Actually, it's not that smelly," the head nurse said.

"That's how hospital stuff is. Even after high-temperature, high-pressure sterilization, it still looks like it has traces of phlegm, feces, and vomit, but it's very clean. I don't trust those manufacturers of disposable sterile sheets. Just give me a sheet that we sterilized ourselves."

The head nurse could only give Director Bai a sterile sheet that had turned white after disinfection and cover her with it.

"It's alright, at least so far, I don't feel anything else."

"Director Bai, lie on your side, I'm going to prepare to give you anesthesia," said the head of the anesthesiology department.

"Have you looked at the anesthetic medication?" Director Bai asked while lying on his side.

"I've seen it, and the anesthesia methods for the different surgeries were different, so I'm not considering medication as the cause."

Director Bai nodded and turned to the side.

"To be honest, I don't know if it's just psychological, but lying on the third-hand operating table, I felt a little dizzy," Director Bai said.

"It's definitely psychological."

"I guess so."

The anesthesia was just for show, and the reason why the head of the anesthesiology department had already explained it before.

It's impossible for all the medications used in the anesthesiology department to be problematic.

However, since Director Bai was so serious, the head of the anesthesiology department called over his most capable and skilled anesthesiologist, who then verbally explained the procedures while simulating the operation.

It's like the nursing department testing nurses' skills.

The head nurse, standing to the side, couldn't help but chuckle, thinking to herself, "You doctors have finally met your match!"

"Are your legs numb?"

After simulating anesthesia, the anesthesiologist asked a question as usual.

"This joke is too old, let's come up with something new," Director Bai said.

"Hey, Director Bai, the anesthesia is over, lie down." The anesthesiologist and the chief physician helped Director Bai lie down and put on his oxygen mask.

Next comes preparing for surgery.

To make it more realistic, they even moved the headgear over and covered it with a blue sheet.

"That's not right!" Director Bai suddenly said.

Wearing an oxygen mask made his words much less clear, but everyone could still understand what he was saying.

The atmosphere had been relaxed, but as Director Bai sensed something was wrong, the air in the operating room suddenly froze.

"I feel dizzy, a little nauseous, and I see stars in my vision."

Director Bai waved his hand, signaling the anesthesiologist to stop, and then verbally described his feelings.

"Director Bai, have you noticed anything unusual?"

Ji Xiang held a pen and paper, taking notes on what Director Bai said while asking questions.

"My vision is a little blurry, and something feels wrong." Director Bai's voice began to slur, and he seemed to be unconscious as his limbs twitched slightly.

No one else noticed, not even Director Bai himself, but Ji Xiang did.

"Director Bai, your blood pressure is high, 160/100 mmHg," Ji Xiang said. "And your face is starting to turn red. Perhaps you should stop."

"No, let me check again." Director Bai said firmly, "Is the heart rate above 160?"

"No, my heart rate is only around 100. The feeling of a fast heart rate is probably just your imagination when you're nervous," Ji Xiang said in one breath.

"Dizziness, nausea, progressively worsening..."

Seeing that the unhealthy blush on Director Bai's face was getting worse, Ji Xiang didn't ask any questions, but instead helped Director Bai up and carried him out three times.

Inside the operating room, a faint, howling wind could be heard.

Director Bai, a healthy man, was still lively and energetic when he lay on the operating table, talking to the head of the anesthesiology department about spicy soup.

But in less than ten minutes, she started to feel dizzy, and her voice changed.

Moreover, his limbs were twitching slightly, but Director Bai did not notice it.

wrong!

That can't be right!!

Something's definitely wrong!!!

Everyone realized this.

The head nurse called people in to help carry Director Bai out. The head of the anesthesiology department looked very unhappy and didn't say a word.

The door closed, and the corridor was full of people. Only then did everyone feel a little better.

There must be something wrong with this broken technique!

Director Bai did not reprimand Ji Xiang. He was already exhausted and leaned against the wall, panting heavily.

He escaped death, but his face did not show a relieved expression of relief.

Ji Xiang sensed that Director Bai seemed to have remembered something, and his confusion gradually dissipated, eventually turning into a sense of relief and understanding.

However, this strange feeling came and went quickly. After resting for a few minutes in the corridor of the operating room, Director Bai sat up.

"Director Bai, why don't we just seal it off with the third-hand seal? You know, that person came to take a look, but it didn't work."

"No." Director Bai stood up, his body swaying slightly.

He leaned against the wall, while Ji Xiang helped Director Bai up.

"Director Bai."

"Go and take a break."

Others advised him.

"I've discovered a problem." After regaining his balance, Director Bai paused for a moment, then gradually regained his composure.

"Problem? What problem?"

"The oxygen and carbon dioxide lines are connected backwards," Director Bai said. "Damn, our hospital is incredibly lucky!"

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Everyone was speechless.

"Did I experience any involuntary twitching in my limbs just now?" Director Bai asked.

"Yes," Ji Xiang answered calmly.

"We're now considering that the carbon dioxide concentration is too high, causing a poisoning reaction," Director Bai said. "The nervous system is also reacting. Don't forget, I'm a neurosurgeon."

"carbon dioxide?"

"Inhaling small amounts of carbon dioxide can cause nausea, vomiting, dizziness, shortness of breath, high blood pressure, and facial flushing. Inhaling large amounts can cause headaches, drowsiness, rapid heartbeat, visual changes, mental confusion, convulsions, and altered consciousness."

"What I just experienced was exactly the same as inhaling carbon dioxide."

"!!!"

"Damn, our hospital is really lucky."

(End of this chapter)