Chapter 246: Pointing at a Deer and Calling it a Horse, Turning Black into White

Ji Xiang became increasingly serious.

The diagnosis of the blue ears could absolutely not be Large Vessel Vasculitis and Relapsing Polychondritis; Professor Li's diagnosis was definitely wrong!

Although the Patient's blue ear symptoms improved after medication, the rapid failure of the kidneys underneath was unbearable.

Professor Li also knew his diagnosis was wrong, and it was also wrong to treat the Patient with pulse therapy of Azathioprine and methylprednisolone.

But clinical practice is not like doing exercises where you can start over if you get it wrong.

This is also an important factor in why Doctors face such high psychological pressure.

Being a Doctor is a profession with a very low tolerance for error, especially when facing various difficult and complicated cases; by the time you know you are wrong, it is almost already too late.

The Attending Professor, Professor Li, felt insecure, and his attitude toward "himself" became increasingly excessive; "himself" became his punching bag.

The verbal abuse and insults reached a new level.

Ji Xiang knew that the future outcome for "himself" would not be as simple as reporting to the Medical Affairs Department.

The Patient had Acute Renal Insufficiency; if something were to go wrong...

Ji Xiang had already foreseen the miserable end for "himself."

Sure enough, the test indicators were getting worse and worse, and all objective evidence showed that the situation was not optimistic.

The emotions of the Family Member were also becoming increasingly low; extreme emotions were brewing, like a volcano about to erupt, ready to explode at any time.

Anyone with even a little bit of clinical experience could feel the restless, gloomy aura emanating from the Family Member.

Their own child came to the hospital for a "minor" illness, but then one condition after another appeared; who could remain calm?

Blue ears, Acute Renal Insufficiency—the Doctor spoke of it lightly, but what were the facts?

The blood vessels in the kidneys were actually blocked; this was intolerable!

Ji Xiang was also helpless.

He constantly reviewed the entire process.

Although the Attending Professor had problems, aside from shifting blame and PUA-ing "himself," everything else he did was considered standard.

At the very least, the diagnosis and treatment he provided were things "he" felt were correct at the time, and "he" even felt that this "Empathy" session would end at any moment.

Facts proved that "he" was still green; Ji Xiang had a clearer judgment of his own diagnosis.

"He" needed to hurry and fill in the diagnostic skills; optical surgery alone wouldn't cut it; a new thought emerged in Ji Xiang's mind.

As the Patient's condition worsened, hospital-wide consultations were held every day, and numerous familiar-faced Doctors sat together sighing and lamenting, which was of no use.

No one could say for sure what the Patient's condition actually was, and no one wanted to say.

When the Patient was originally hospitalized, it was just Pneumonia, but the more it was treated, the worse it got, leading to blue ears, secondary Acute Renal Insufficiency, and Thrombosis.

No one had anticipated this kind of rare situation.

"It's all your fault! It's all because of you!!" The Attending Professor, Professor Li, was already hysterical; a few days later, at the hospital-wide consultation, he pointed directly at Ji Xiang and roared, "It was you who gave the wrong diagnosis! If it weren't for your blind treatment at the beginning, how could the Patient be so serious!"

"You damn well aren't even a Doctor; this is a human life, a human life!"

"Look at the good work you've done; the Patient's kidney function is already failing, tell me what to do next!"

Ji Xiang looked at the Attending Professor helplessly; he was roaring incompetently like a clown.

And "himself" was even more powerless; facing the unfair accusations, "he" could only squat in the corner and endure it.

There has never been fairness in this world; Ji Xiang knew this.

But Professor Li was going too far.

The Attending Professor, Professor Li, taught a lesson to Ji Xiang, who had just stepped into society.

"This matter is definitely Medical Malpractice! You are the one responsible for the accident!" Professor Li was like a madman, his eyes red as he grabbed "himself" by the White Uniform and hauled "himself" up.

"Director Bao, it's all his fault, it's all because he did it wrong!"

There were over a dozen people in the office, including Doctors, Professors, and Directors, but everyone remained silent, watching this scene quietly.

Ji Xiang endured all of this like a lamb waiting to be slaughtered; there wasn't even anyone to speak up for him.

"Then that's how it is," Director Bao said in a deep voice, "We have experienced the matter from the beginning; Doctor Xiao Ji's diagnosis and treatment were wrong. Don't be in a hurry; we have invited an Expert from another hospital for a consultation today. If that still doesn't work, Doctor Xiao Ji, prepare yourself mentally."

"Prepare?" "himself" said blankly.

"There has been one case of sentencing for the Medical Malpractice Crime; you should be the second," Director Bao said coldly.

Ji Xiang felt a chill throughout his body.

He knew he was going to be thrown out as a scapegoat.

Just as Director Bao said, everyone had personally experienced the matter and knew who had made the mistake and treated it wrong, but now, no one would "help" him by saying even a single word.

Uphold justice?

If there were such a thing as justice, it certainly wouldn't be here.

"Himself" trembled all over; anger and sorrow overwhelmed his mind, and his brain went blank.

"Do you have anything else to say?" Director Bao said with a coldness born of habit, "Diagnostic error... forget it, it's useless to talk to you. As a Doctor whose duty is to heal the wounded and save the dying, you made such a big mistake, yet you want to shift the problem to others. Put your hand on your conscience—are you still a Doctor?"

As he spoke, Director Bao gently patted his chest.

"Can your conscience be at ease?"

Pointing at a deer and calling it a horse, turning black into white—Ji Xiang had heard these terms before, but experiencing them personally today felt truly different.

Compared to Director Bao and the Attending Professor, Professor Li, the people around him like Bai Chuzhang, Mo Chenggui, Wang Daxiao, and Liu Zhuren were all kind and amiable good people.

The pressure grew greater and greater; "himself" could not bear it, and a thought to end all the absurdity enveloped his entire body.

"Himself" ran out of the office, pulled open a window, and leaped up with agile movements.

"No..." someone shouted subconsciously.

But after shouting only one word, they consciously shut their mouth.

"Himself" looked back, taking one last look at this group of cold people; the joy of playing games at an internet cafe seemed to be right outside the window, and as long as he jumped down, he could find it.

Without hesitation, "himself" leaned his body out.

Ji Xiang sighed; he knew that in the next second, the light and shadow would flicker, and he would return to the System Operating Room.

Damn it!

This world is truly absurd!

However, in the next second, the scene around him "flowed in reverse," yet he did not return to the System Operating Room; his body was yanked back by someone.

"Pathetic."

A familiar voice appeared in his ear.

Ji Xiang was stunned.

A warm current flowed through his heart; he knew who had come!

Zhou Jiaoshou, it must be Zhou Jiaoshou.

This memory of Empathy was also copied from the personal experience of Zhou Jiaoshou!

"Are you all even human?" Zhou Jiaoshou's voice was icy; while yanking Ji Xiang, his gaze swept over everyone.

"If you can't treat a patient, that's just a lack of skill; everyone has times when they overlook something because their craft isn't refined. But you lot, you don't even know how to be human."

(End of chapter)