Doctor of Healing

After finishing speaking, he turned around and left, and the director of the anesthesiology department followed Director Bai, "Director Bai, how did you know that?"

"The year before last, our medical department held a meeting, and there was a vicious medical dispute in a large third-class hospital in the capital city."

"The cause is a little different from ours. A chief surgeon failed three operations in a row, and the patient was in a critical condition. It was everyone's problem, but the surgeon in their hospital was not convinced. Why did the operation fail? So, they began to investigate."

"It was later discovered that the oxygen and carbon dioxide pipes in the operating room were reversed."

"We are the same as them!" the head of the anesthesiology department asked in surprise.

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

As Director Bai said, he shook his head, "Fortunately, the third hand didn't have laparoscopic surgery!"

The director of the anesthesiology department also turned pale after hearing this, and fine beads of sweat came out.

Indeed, laparoscopic surgery needs to inflate the abdominal cavity.

Carbon dioxide is normally given, but if oxygen is given, the operator, nurse, and patient's vital signs do not give any hints. Once the electric knife is used during the operation, the operator presses the electric cut, and sparks are generated locally.

As I imagined, the sound of "bang" explosion has already sounded.

Fortunately, fortunately, fortunately.

Director Bai was very upset, and moved his lips a few times, as if he was slandering the decoration company.

But the depth of the water here, Director Bai doesn't have much to say, just try the danger himself and find out the problem.

As long as nothing happens, Director Bai has no further demands on this.

His position is the most fucked up place in the hospital, and there is no good fruit to eat.

Director Bai is already quite satisfied with being able to protect himself well and reduce clinical accidents.

After leaving the operating room, Ji Xiang admired Director Bai very much.

"Director Bai, you are working too hard." Ji Xiang sighed.

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

"Doctor Lin." Director Bai looked away and said with a smile, "If you have any difficulties in this area, please mention it."

Lin Jiuze said, "Everything is going well, Director Bai can rest assured."

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

"..."

This sentence happened to ask Lin Jiuze the most tangled point, he didn't answer, and remained silent.

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

What he was most afraid of was that Lin Jiu said - he would leave in a few days.

As long as Lin Jiu hesitates, this is the best answer!

For someone like him to stay, that means asking for something.

"Doctor Lin, don't worry." Director Bai said with a smile, "There must be many things you are not used to when you go back to China, but it is home after all. No matter how long you stay at our home, as long as you have difficulties, you can come to me."

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

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

There are too many things happening today, especially carbon dioxide poisoning. Although the time is short, Director Bai still needs time to heal the wounds in his body.

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

The days are like this, doing almost the same work day by day.

Although the patients are different, the patients accepted by a department are basically the same.

a few days later.

Catch up with Meng Qingfei's night shift again, Ji Xiang went to the emergency department to accompany Mr. Meng on duty.

As soon as he arrived at the emergency department, the physician saw Ji Xiang, and he shouted, "Doctor Xiaoji!"

"Hey, what's the matter, Mr. He."

"You come here." Internal medicine old He waved and called Ji Xiang aside.

"Didn't Xiaomeng write a paper some time ago?"

"Thesis?" Ji Xiang was taken aback, recalled carefully, and vaguely remembered that Meng Qingfei wanted to write a thesis, and seemed to have told the old internal medicine doctor He to sell it to him.

But Jixiang has never been in touch with what happened after that.

"Using medication can cause damage to liver function."

"Oh oh." Ji Xiang remembered.

The patient made his own comments and went home, and he didn't care what happened afterwards.

It's just a matter of medication.

"The thesis is finished?"

"Almost!" Lao He said happily, "It is said that it has passed the first trial."

"So fast?" Ji Xiang wondered.

Meng Qingfei didn't have his own resources, so two or three months of manuscript review might not yield results.

"Xiao Meng said it was your luck." Dr. He said proudly.

People are in good spirits on happy occasions, and Lao He has never published a SCI paper in his life. This should be the first time, and the smile on his face can no longer be concealed.

"..."

"After Xiaomeng finished writing the thesis, he did not mail it directly, but found the manufacturer."

It was so!

Meng Qingfei said Teacher Meng is a real thief, Ji Xiang laughed.

"The manufacturer attaches great importance to the paper, and has hired a professional to help revise it. It is said that it will be published as a case."

"Congratulations." Ji Xiang said.

"Ham, how should I put it, thank you very much." Lao He said with a smile, "You go to Xiaomeng, and I will go to the observation room to take a look."

"Okay!"

Ji Xiang walked to the door of the emergency department, and before he could say hello to Meng Qingfei, there was a sudden commotion behind him.

Chapter 722 Zhang Fei Embroidery

Ji Xiang turned around.

Among the crowd, Lao He sat on the ground.

Ji Xiang's anger burst out all of a sudden, he didn't know which alcoholic family he was, but he actually attacked Lao He from the internal medicine department!

He hurried over, Lao He's bones were already broken, don't break it.

However, observing all the way, Ji Xiang did not see anyone pointing at Lao He's nose and cursing + punching and kicking.

Moreover, the people surrounding the entrance of the emergency observation room quickly faded away like a tide, as if Lao He was covered with xiang.

Ji Xiang sensed that something was wrong.

According to the behavior of the Chinese people, when encountering any excitement, there will be crowds from three floors inside and three floors outside, and they will not be able to drive them away.But now, everyone is consciously not watching the fun.

After running to Lao He's side in a few steps, Ji Xiang stretched out his hand to pull Dr. He up from the ground.

However, Lao He didn't stretch out his hand, he stared blankly at the observation room, his pupils narrowed like needles.

Ji Xiang frowned, turned around, and suddenly saw a burly man sitting on the hospital bed, with a strange smile, and seemed to be humming some little tune.

The weirdest thing was——his hands were empty, but as if he was doing embroidery, his hands kept moving in front of him.

I am!

Ji Xiang was also stunned.

It turns out that I guessed wrong!

Seeing the burly man sitting on the hospital bed, "embroidering" with an inexplicable weird smile on his face, Ji Xiang was also stunned.

No wonder Lao He sat down on the ground, because he was frightened.

The burly man had nothing in his hand, but he straightened the thread that didn't exist, and then embroidered something.

His hands moved up and down, as if he was extremely skilled in embroidery.

This!

After Ji Xiang saw the patient make a thread-stretching motion, he turned around and pulled Lao He up, and was about to stride into the ward.

"Xiaoji, you haven't changed your clothes yet." Lao He reminded tremblingly.

The strange behavior of that burly man made Lao He already scared out of his wits.

He didn't have the guts to go in.

But Lao He is an old doctor after all. In his panic, he still remembered that Ji Xiang came in in casual clothes, and there would be problems when he went to check on the patients, so he reminded him.

Ji Xiang frowned and stared at the patient, hesitated for a while, and went to change clothes instead of entering the system operating room.

The patient didn't look like he was sick, but like someone who was possessed by an evil spirit according to the legend.

Shen Lang likes this kind of thing the most.

Although Jixiang didn't believe it, he still wanted to read the medical records first to get more information.After going to the system operating room, it is best to report to the system npc.

Meng Qingfei heard the voice outside and came out. Seeing Ji Xiang trotting over, he took out the key and threw it to Ji Xiang.

After changing his clothes, Ji Xiang came out. Meng Qingfei was already standing beside the patient's bed, looking at the burly man who was "embroidering" with his chin.

This is the legendary Zhang Fei embroidery?

"Old He, what's the patient's condition?" Meng Qingfei asked.

Ji Xiang noticed that the patient's family members were not there, which meant that the patient was not seriously ill when he was sent here.

But why does a burly man sit on the bed and embroider?

Said to be neurological symptoms?

It doesn't look like it either.

Generally speaking, neurological symptoms include tremors, spasms, etc., and inability to complete fine work.

The burly man in front of him has a different appearance. He is humming a little song, which can be faintly heard——the wind is light, the moon is bright~

The action is also fine, at least it seems so.

It's not so much a neurological symptom, it's more like being caught by something dirty.

In the past, Ji Xiang might think so, after all, Zhang Fei has never heard of such strange things as embroidery.

I can empathize with Shen Lang's gossip that has caused Ji Xiang to "go astray", and now Ji Xiang is very interested in similar situations.

Without fear or panic in his heart, Ji Xiang squinted his eyes to observe the patient.

"The patient had a fever, and when he came, he was clear and clear, I...I..."

Lao He briefly talked about the patient's condition, but he stuttered and didn't know how to proceed.

"Fever? Persistent high fever?" Meng Qingfei beckoned the nurse to come over with a temperature gun, and then reached out to feel the patient's pulse.

The patient was concentrating on "embroidering", when Meng Qingfei stretched out his hand, he suddenly twitched.

With a "snap", his hand twitched on the back of Meng Qingfei's.

Meng Qingfei looked at the patient, and Ji Xiang also looked at the patient.

The patient's eyes were bloodshot and red, which was very scary.

Ji Xiang even felt that the patient's eyes were about to bleed.

How is this going?

High blood pressure?Or is it because the body temperature is too high to cause conjunctival hyperemia?

Countless possibilities emerged in Jixiang's mind.