Chapter 539: A Whole Day's Worth of Merit Laughed Away

"I'm going to scrub in." Seeing the gallbladder had ruptured, Yang Zhuren called out and turned to scrub in.

Zhai Yuhan took a deep look at Ji Xiang. This kid wasn't supposed to be at the Gastrointestinal Surgery department to exchange experiences? How did he end up dragging himself and her boss into this mess?

He really was the type to be busy wherever he went.

"Xiao Miao, come down," Feng Zhuren said to Miao Zong.

Miao Zong was a bit bewildered. Before he could even ask Ji Xiang about the free peritoneal body, Ji Xiang had already given him a lesson.

Cholecystitis manifesting as Acute Appendicitis? Or a very rare gallbladder Perforation?

He had never seen it; even he and Kong Zhuren, with the Ultrasound, hadn't spotted it.

Miao Zong felt a little embarrassed after stepping down from the operating table.

Although it hadn't resulted in an accident, it still counted as a misdiagnosis. Facing a misdiagnosis, it was inevitable for a Doctor to feel self-reproach.

"I'll lay out the drapes," Zhai Yuhan said, walking into the operating room with her hands held up in front of her chest, wiping them as she spoke.

"The surgical drapes, I've reserved a spot for you," Miao Zong said.

"Hm?" Zhai Yuhan paused. "You had a judgment early on? Why didn't you call me for a consultation?"

Two questions in a row, a critical hit. A massive number popped up over Miao Zong's head, his health bar turning red. Difficulty breathing, heart rate accelerating.

Kong Zhuren laughed, "Xiao Miao called for a bedside Ultrasound, and I went to do it, but I didn't see it either. It was Xiao Ji who insisted, so we reserved a spot for you. Just a simple disinfection will do; drill a bit higher, the belly button one can be used too."

Zhai Yuhan didn't immediately grasp the connection, but she didn't stop, putting on her gown to prepare for the surgery.

"Feng Zhuren, didn't you fail to see it too? I'm asking you, isn't it embarrassing?" Kong Zhuren didn't care at all that he hadn't spotted the gallbladder Perforation, instead asking Feng Zhuren.

Feng Zhuren glared at him and said, "What's embarrassing about such a rare case? The most embarrassing time I ever had was after the Anesthesia was finished, the drapes were laid, and just as I made the first cut, the Patient said it hurt."

"Anesthesia didn't take?"

"It took quite well. Lao Liu was assisting on the table at the time; he was the one who administered the Anesthesia," Feng Zhuren said. "I don't know what happened either, I could only stop, press on the incision with my hand, and have Lao Liu continue administering the medicine."

"If it was Lao Liu's Anesthesia, then there's nothing to say," Kong Zhuren said. "But this matter is indeed... you must have been startled by the Patient."

"Yeah, the Patient was really in pain, almost flipped the operating table over."

"I encountered an embarrassing thing when I was an intern," Ji Xiang suddenly said.

Kong Zhuren didn't find it strange at all. He smiled as he turned to look at Ji Xiang, and seeing Ji Xiang standing honestly in the corner, he was even more satisfied with this young man.

Proud but not arrogant; he didn't have this temperament when he was young.

"What did you encounter, Xiao Ji?"

"When I was interning at the Affiliated Hospital, I once went to the Interventional Catheter Room. The sterility there was very average, not that strict; it couldn't compare to our General Surgery Operating Room."

The several Zhuren felt a slight trance when they heard Ji Xiang say "our General Surgery Operating Room."

Ji Xiang's Interventional Surgery skills were exquisite to the peak; he would likely continue to progress in the field of interventional medicine and eventually reach the pinnacle.

Yet he casually said things like "our General Surgery Operating Room."

This kid really was quite strange.

"One day the Dean came for an inspection. The teachers inside were performing surgery, and the Head Nurse and I went to greet him. The Head Nurse very diligently handed him shoe covers. The Dean came from an administrative background and rarely entered operating rooms, so he put the shoe covers directly on his head."

"!!!"

"I was just about to speak, but the Head Nurse pulled me back, gave me a look, and we just acted like nothing happened."

"Hahaha, that's true. This matter, saying something isn't right, and not saying anything isn't right either; acting like you didn't see it is best," Kong Zhuren laughed.

"I held back my laughter at the time, a whole day's worth of merit was laughed away," Ji Xiang chuckled.

"What about the people behind the Dean?" Feng Zhuren asked.

"I saw them look at each other; no one said a word, and they all put the shoe covers on their heads in unison."

"You people at the Affiliated Hospital are all sharp," Feng Zhuren said. "When I was young and interning at the Affiliated Hospital, I liked to go to the Emergency Department to help out. Sewing a few stitches at night made me feel refreshed. One day I heard a commotion over at the Pharmacy, so I went to watch the fun."

"A person was holding a mobile phone... back then mobile phones were like big bricks, but anyone who could hold one was a big shot," Feng Zhuren said. "How should I put it? It was basically the same as driving a Lamborghini out today."

"It turned out the Dean wanted to borrow medicine and had his friend go to the Pharmacy. It should have been a matter of a phone call, but the little pharmacist at the Pharmacy didn't care at all, saying they didn't know the Dean."

"Even a phone call didn't work? That rigid?" Kong Zhuren was also slightly stunned.

"Hey, young people think there are rules in this world. Many years ago I read a book, what was it called... History's Number One... something?"

Feng Zhuren thought for a few seconds before continuing, "History's Number One Chaos. There was a plot where the protagonist went to grab supplies during an earthquake, and the Qin Shi Huang who had transmigrated there said something sinister about how those who hoard goods for speculation should be executed without mercy.

I thought that was the truth back then, but later I saw many things, and talk like 'execute without mercy' is truly nonsense."

"How old are you, still getting so indignant? What does it have to do with you?"

"My point is that the group of people at the Affiliated Hospital where Xiao Ji interned were all very shrewd. The Dean put the shoe covers on his head, and they didn't say a word of nonsense, all putting the shoe covers on their heads. Sometimes, the Emperor's New Clothes are also necessary."

"Xiao Ji, what if it were you?" Kong Zhuren threw the difficult question at Ji Xiang with a smile.

"A pair of shoe covers, it doesn't matter," Ji Xiang said very easily. "If he wants to wear them, let him."

Kong Zhuren looked Ji Xiang up and down.

Ji Xiang knew what Kong Zhuren was going to say, but he didn't explain, only smiled.

While they were talking, the surgical exploration had already ended.

The diagnosis was clear; it was indeed a gallbladder Perforation with extensive Peritonitis. Fortunately, they had gotten on the table early, so the condition should be controllable.

Kong Zhuren saw the gallbladder being removed, and after putting on gloves to carefully identify the location of the gallbladder Perforation, he called out and left. Ji Xiang guessed that he had come to the operating room and waited for the gallbladder removal just to compare it with the imaging.

Clinical experience is accumulated bit by bit just like this.

But one must learn from one's mistakes; this time they were lucky, but next time might not be the same.

"Xiao Ji, did your program team make any arrangements for which department you're rotating to next?" Feng Zhuren asked.

"No, I'm not clear on the specifics either. This program team seems very rushed; every episode has to be written on the spot," Ji Xiang said. "They even asked for my opinion to see what would be good to film for the next episode."

"..."

Feng Zhuren was fine, but Miao Zong was extremely surprised.

Deep down, he felt that everything was a script, everything was arranged, and the program team had even spared no cost to help Ji Xiang secure a paper in a top-tier journal.

But if that is the case, Ji Xiang's article is the real deal.

Thinking of this, the gaze General Manager Miao directed at Ji Xiang grew a few degrees hotter.

(End of chapter)