Chapter 461: Recommendation

"Xiao Ji, Disulfiram reaction is truly serious. In the years when I first started working, I didn't even know what Disulfiram was; there were many cases of people drinking after taking medicine back then." Zhao Zhe began to gossip, "At first, I thought it was because some medicines were cutting corners and the purity wasn't high enough, causing allergies."

"Tch, and you call yourself a college student," Lu Gang said with disdain.

"The tuition for college back in my day was already high; it wasn't the same 'gold content' as the college students in Lu Zhuren's time," Zhao Zhe added, taking the opportunity to butter him up.

Ji Xiang truly couldn't understand why Zhao Zhe was so cautious. Lu Gang belonged to the type of person who had no malicious intent, and Zhao Zhe didn't offend anyone at all, not even revealing the slightest flaw.

"I was a second-batch tuition-paying college student; the tuition was 2,000 a year, and that was back in 1995!" Zhao Zhe made an exaggerated gesture. "Our Affiliated Hospital was originally about to go under; it was still the building from the Japanese occupation era. As it turned out, the year we graduated, two internal medicine and surgery buildings over 20 stories high were already put into use."

"We were just the big suckers; we couldn't compare to the heaven-favored children like Lu Zhuren back then."

Everything Zhao Zhe said was the truth, but his words were too sincere, making Lu Gang feel embarrassed, and he waved his hands repeatedly.

"Back then, basically no one knew about Disulfiram reaction. I even saw a director at a dinner table who didn't believe it and took two Cefixime pills on the spot."

"Brave! And then?" Zhao Zhe praised.

"Disulfiram reaction varies from person to person. That director didn't have any issues after taking them and spouted nonsense, saying it was all fake. I couldn't be bothered to deal with them; they were uncultured," Lu Gang said.

Ji Xiang smiled; Lu Gang just had that kind of temper that clashed with everything and everyone.

"It's all a matter of probability. Cefixime tablets and alcohol are a low-probability event; Cefoperazone injections and alcohol are a medium-probability event; Metronidazole and alcohol are a medium-to-low probability," Lu Gang continued. "But I just can't stand it—why should people like that have such good luck?"

"Teacher Lu, let's not be like this. As doctors, it's better to value harmony, value harmony," Zhao Zhe said with a smile. "I remember in 2018, there was a female streamer in Hecheng who drank alcohol and took medicine before starting her stream. During the broadcast, she suddenly couldn't move and had difficulty breathing. Fortunately, it was a live stream; her fans called the police directly, and the 120 Emergency Vehicle arrived at her home to take her away. In the end, she was fine."

"Really?" Lu Gang asked.

"October 25, 2018," Zhao Zhe said with an embarrassed smile. "I was a fan of that streamer and had been following her."

"You were even a 'List One Big Brother'?" Lu Gang asked in surprise. He looked Zhao Zhe up and down several times, as if he had just met him.

"Lu Zhuren, you even know about this?"

"Is there anything I don't know?" Lu Gang curled his lip and said dismissively.

"I don't give tips. That female streamer was quite refined. I would listen to her stream while looking up literature when I got home; it was quite heartwarming," Zhao Zhe chuckled.

Ji Xiang hadn't expected Zhao Zhe to have this hobby.

"I was the one who called that day. I realized something was wrong and considered it a Disulfiram reaction. The streamer said it was myocarditis, so be it; I didn't expose her. There weren't many fans to begin with, and I didn't tip. If you don't spend money, don't talk nonsense, right?"

"Doctor Zhao, you... hahaha." Lu Gang didn't know what he had thought of, but he laughed out loud.

Ji Xiang waved to call the waiter to arrange for laundry services.

"There's a line in 'The Mansion'—'Opium and wine, your life is gone in no time.' I think it's very similar to a Disulfiram reaction."

"Similar my foot," Lu Gang retorted. "Disulfiram is already a drug for quitting alcohol. The Disulfiram reaction caused by antibiotics and..."

Lu Gang began to talk incessantly about the biochemical principles and clinical applications of Disulfiram reaction.

Zhao Zhe felt that he was even more of a chatterbox than himself.

He looked at Ji Xiang curiously, and taking advantage of the moment Lu Gang finished speaking, he asked, "Xiao Ji, how did you manage it? You really just found a knife and..."

As he spoke, Zhao Zhe made a throat-slitting gesture.

"It wasn't that brutal," Ji Xiang said. "I found a pen, broke it, and inserted the sharp part of the pen barrel. The effect was good, I recommend it."

"..."

"..."

What the hell was there to recommend about that?

Zhao Zhe knew that if he had encountered a similar patient, he would have long since lost Ji Xiang's burning passion.

He would step in and help, but only within the limits of non-invasive procedures.

At most, he would perform chest compressions, while being careful not to fracture the patient's ribs or sternum.

Anything more, Zhao Zhe wouldn't dare to do at all.

Even if he knew that using a knife—even a kitchen knife—to cut open the patient's main airway could relieve the symptoms and might hold out until the 120 Emergency Vehicle arrived.

But that was just a possibility. Without absolute certainty... he was old, he had long since lost that sharp edge Ji Xiang had. And recommending it? Recommending it to whom?

Zhao Zhe stole a glance at Ji Xiang; that exuberant vitality made him feel dazed.

"Xiao Ji, I actually think your research direction shouldn't be Emergency Rescue," Lu Gang said. "Disulfiram reaction for Cancer—that is a direction."

"!!!"

Zhao Zhe really suspected he had misheard.

"A patient of a tumor doctor in the United States was in the late stages of Cancer and started drinking heavily, so from then on, her treatment focus shifted to quitting alcohol. It seems to have been in the 1970s. After that, the tumor was cured."

"Really!" Zhao Zhe was shocked beyond measure.

"It's true," Ji Xiang said calmly after a slight pause. "On December 7, 2017, the international academic journal *Nature* published online the latest findings from cancer biologist Jiri Bartek and others at the Danish Cancer Society Research Center—this collaborative team from Denmark, the Czech Republic, and the United States confirmed the anti-Cancer effect of Disulfiram for the first time."

"They've already published in a top-tier journal," Ji Xiang smiled.

"Can you conduct further research?" Lu Gang, whose knowledge reserve he had wanted to show off was preempted by Ji Xiang, was choked and unable to speak.

Ji Xiang had also learned about it in detail under the guidance of the System NPC and only knew about it after reading in the System Operating Room; he was just repeating what he had just learned.

"I'm going back to change my clothes," Ji Xiang said as he stood up, seeing the waiter approach.

"Xiao Ji, yesterday's program was very popular!" Zhao Zhe said hurriedly. "The doctors back home called me and said I was on TV!"

"There will be opportunities; yesterday was just a brief appearance," Ji Xiang said with a smile as he left.

As for what opportunities there would be, Ji Xiang didn't explain clearly.

"Too much of a show-off. If given the chance, he'd show off until he bloomed. Back when we were in school, this was called a 'pretentious prick,' and he'd be struck by lightning sooner or later!" Lu Gang commented as he watched Ji Xiang's back.

Zhao Zhe smiled without a word; he was very clear about the clash between Ji Xiang and Lu Gang just now.

That was a battle between superior doctors, and it had nothing to do with him; Zhao Zhe knew his place.

He was just an old Attending Physician; as long as he did the work Ji Xiang assigned him efficiently, that was enough. As for the rest, Zhao Zhe didn't think about it at all.

(End of chapter)