Healing Doctor

Chapter 724 Similar Cases That Happened in the Capital

"real?"

"Turn on the carbon dioxide tube, I'll know after a few puffs."

"Director Bai, let me do it," Ji Xiang stopped him.

"No need, I'll do it." Director Bai said firmly, and with a smile, he bumped Ji Xiang's chest with his shoulder. "Don't worry, I know what I'm doing."

I know what I'm doing.

Ji Xiang had no idea where Director Bai's confidence came from.

However, with someone watching over things, there probably wouldn't be any problems, so Ji Xiang didn't insist.

After resting for a few more minutes, Director Bai returned to the third position.

A smile had already spread across his face.

The anesthesiologist awkwardly connected the oxygen mask tubing to the carbon dioxide port.

"Director, is this okay?" the anesthesiologist asked in a low voice.

"I don't know." The head of the anesthesiology department was also very uneasy.

However, Director Bai insisted, and he didn't say anything.

After putting on the oxygen mask connected to carbon dioxide, Director Bai stood up and began to test his breathing.

After a few breaths, he figured out the problem, became more and more confident, and began to take deep breaths.

fine?

fine!

It's really nothing!!

A few minutes later, Director Bai removed his oxygen mask and said with certainty, "The pipes are installed backwards."

"!!!"

"!!!"

"Director Bai, this... can't be right."

"You'll see once you try," Director Bai said. "Luckily, he was just lucky!"

Director Bai mentioned the word "luck" repeatedly.

The head of the anesthesiology department was skeptical, but his trusted confidant knew that the head would not try it easily and did not want to make things awkward, so he had to do it himself.

After inhaling "carbon dioxide" for a few minutes, the anesthesiologist removed the oxygen mask with a strange expression.

"It really feels like oxygen."

"Huh?!" the head of the anesthesiology department asked in confusion.

"Alright, report it for repairs." Director Bai said with a relaxed expression.

After saying that, he turned and left. The head of the anesthesiology department followed behind Director Bai. "Director Bai, how did you know?"

"Two years ago, our medical department held a meeting. There was a serious medical dispute at a large tertiary hospital in Beijing."

"The cause was a little different from ours. A surgeon failed three surgeries in a row, and the patient's condition became critical, requiring emergency treatment. Originally, it was each person's fault, but the surgeons at their hospital were not convinced, saying that the surgery had just started and there was basically no movement, so how could the surgery have failed? So, they began to investigate further."

"It was later discovered that the oxygen and carbon dioxide tubing in the operating room had been reversed."

"We're just like them!" the head of the anesthesiology department asked in surprise.

"I didn't expect it to be such a coincidence at first. I realized it right after I had carbon dioxide poisoning," Director Bai said. "It turned out to be the same situation afterward."

Director Bai shook his head as he spoke, "Luckily, the third surgeon didn't use laparoscopy!"

The head of the anesthesiology department turned pale upon hearing this, and fine beads of sweat appeared on his forehead.

Indeed, laparoscopic surgery requires inflating the abdominal cavity with air.

Normally, carbon dioxide is given, but if oxygen is given, there are no indications of vital signs for the surgeon, nurse, or patient. Once an electrocautery knife is used during the operation, sparks are generated locally when the surgeon presses the electrocautery button.

In my imagination, the sound of an explosion had already rang out.

Thankfully, thankfully, I was lucky.

Director Bai was very unhappy; his lips moved a few times, as if he were silently criticizing the renovation company.

But given the complexities involved, Director Bai couldn't say much. He would simply take the risk himself and find out where the problem lay.

As long as nothing goes wrong, Director Bai has no further requirements.

His position is the worst in the hospital; he's bound to get into trouble.

Director Bai was quite satisfied that he could protect himself and minimize incidents in the clinic.

After leaving the operating room, Ji Xiang was very impressed with Director Bai.

"Director Bai, you're really pushing yourself too hard," Ji Xiang exclaimed.

"Hey." Director Bai shook his head, but then he looked at Lin Jiuze.

"Dr. Lin," Director Bai looked away and said with a smile, "Don't hesitate to ask if you encounter any difficulties here."

Lin Jiu said, "Everything went smoothly, Director Bai, don't worry."

"By the way, is there a time limit for your further studies?" Director Bai asked casually.

"..."

This question hit the nail on the head regarding Lin Jiuze's most troubling point, and he remained silent without answering.

Director Bai was very pleased with Lin Jiuze's reaction.

What he feared most was that Lin Jiu would say he would leave in the next few days.

Lin Jiu's only response was to hesitate; that was the best answer!

The fact that someone like him can stay means he has something to ask for.

"Dr. Lin, no rush," Director Bai said with a smile. "There will definitely be many things you're not used to when you return to China, but it's home after all. No matter how long you stay here, if you encounter any difficulties, just come to me."

"Yes, Director Bai," Lin Jiu replied vaguely.

Director Bai didn't say much. After chatting with Ji Xiang for a few minutes, he went back to rest.

There were too many things to do today, especially the carbon dioxide poisoning. Although it was a short time, Director Bai still needs time to heal the wounds in his body.

Ji Xiang returned to the ward and began to get busy.

Life went on like that, with me doing almost the same work day after day.

Although the patients are different, the patients admitted to a department are basically the same.

a few days later.

It happened to be Meng Qingfei's night shift again, so Ji Xiang went to the emergency department to accompany Teacher Meng on her shift.

Upon arriving at the emergency room, the internist saw Ji Xiang and exclaimed, "Dr. Ji!"

"Hey, what's wrong, Teacher He?"

"Come here, you come here." Old He, the internal medicine doctor, waved and called Ji Xiang aside.

"Didn't Xiao Meng write a paper a while ago?"

"A thesis?" Ji Xiang was taken aback. He tried to recall and vaguely remembered that Meng Qing insisted on writing a thesis and even told Dr. He, an internal medicine doctor, that he would sell it to him.

But Ji Xiang had no contact with what happened after that.

"The medication caused liver damage."

"Oh, oh, oh." Ji Xiang remembered.

The patient went home after expressing his opinion, and he didn't pay attention to what happened afterward.

It's just a matter of medication.

"Is the paper finished?"

"Almost!" Old He said happily, "They said it passed the first trial."

"So fast?" Ji Xiang asked in surprise.

Meng Qingfei doesn't have his own resources, and the review process might not be completed in two or three months.

"Xiao Meng said she benefited from your good fortune," Dr. He said smugly.

People are in high spirits when they have good news. Lao He has never published an SCI paper in his life, so this must be the first time. He couldn't hide the smile on his face.

"..."

"After finishing his thesis, Xiao Meng didn't mail it directly; instead, he contacted the manufacturer."

So that's how it is!

"Teacher Meng Qingfei is a real sly one," Ji Xiang laughed.

"The manufacturer takes the paper very seriously, and has hired professionals to help revise it. It is said that it is going to be published as a case study."

"Congratulations," Ji Xiang said.

"Well, how should I put it? Just thank you a lot," Old He said with a smile. "Go find Xiao Meng, I'll go check on him in the observation room."

"Alright!"

As Ji Xiang walked to the entrance of the emergency surgery department, before he could even greet Meng Qingfei, a sudden commotion arose behind him.

(End of this chapter)