Chapter 661: A Large-Scale Scene of Social Death

"You handle the emergency on-site, I'm coming over right now!" Meng Qingfei said hurriedly.

His voice had vaguely changed pitch, sounding quite tense.

"Old Wu, help me take a look, the patient is in trouble!" Meng Qingfei trotted out of the Consultation Room, giving instructions to the Emergency Internal Medicine Doctor as he ran.

Ji Xiang wanted to follow, but was left behind by Meng Qingfei.

The Emergency Internal Medicine Doctor could not perform suturing; they could help handle some patients, but were helpless if they encountered a patient needing stitches.

Of course, they could be sent to the ward for suturing, but since Ji Xiang was there, Meng Qingfei, in his urgency, ignored Ji Xiang's objections entirely, said a word, and ran straight to the scene.

Ji Xiang was anxious, but could only stay behind helplessly, watching as Meng Qingfei and Lin Jiuze disappeared at the end of his field of vision.

"Doctor Xiao Ji, why are you willing to come to the Emergency Department? It's like a war here every day; working one day here is worth three days elsewhere. The amount of Epinephrine secreted is just insane, it's exhausting." The Emergency Internal Medicine Doctor came over to strike up a conversation.

"I want to enrich my clinical experience," Ji Xiang said.

"When you were on that variety show, I thought your clinical experience was quite rich. By the way, Neymar's surgery was a success, right?"

What they cared about was Neymar; after all, the World Cup was coming the following year, and this should be the last World Cup tournament Neymar could participate in.

If Neymar could replicate Mei Laoban's experience and win a Hercules Cup before he grew too old and bid farewell to the green field, although he couldn't be deified, his professional career would certainly have a perfect ending.

Ji Xiang chatted idly with the Emergency Internal Medicine Doctor, but his mind was with Meng Qingfei at the emergency rescue.

He figured it must be the female patient who jumped off the building having issues, but Ji Xiang had witnessed Meng Laoshi's physical examination process just now, so there shouldn't be a misdiagnosis.

Moreover, the patient's blood pressure was stable, so she shouldn't have Hemorrhagic Shock in such a short time.

"Teacher, what do you think... what could be the matter that Meng Laoshi went to the emergency rescue for?" Ji Xiang asked.

"A few days ago, a doctor in our hospital had a cerebral hemorrhage," the Emergency Internal Medicine Doctor said. "The 120 Emergency Vehicle went to the house to pick them up, and guess what happened."

"I don't know." Ji Xiang shook his head honestly.

"They lived in an old building with no elevator. They weighed over two hundred jin and were over 1.8 meters tall. The doctors and nurses all went to help carry the stretcher, but there was a slip-up while going downstairs, and the person fell off the stretcher."

"..." Ji Xiang was speechless.

Over two hundred jin, a cerebral hemorrhage, and then falling off a stretcher on top of that.

Sigh.

Similar things are hard to explain clearly.

Theoretically, it should be the hospital's responsibility, but in an old building without an elevator, a few people were using a stretcher to carry a patient weighing over 200 jin downstairs.

Forget it, just like the system NPC said, this kind of thing shouldn't be overthought.

"A patient who looks very stable, who knows what might happen," the Emergency Internal Medicine Doctor said. "This is a person who jumped off a building; the moment she jumped, her blood pressure spiked, it could be an Aortic Dissection. As for other possibilities, if there aren't a hundred, there are eighty; it's hard to say."

As she spoke, the Emergency Internal Medicine Doctor suddenly asked, "A few years ago, there was a patient who went on a drop tower ride; did you see the news?"

"No."

Ji Xiang felt that as long as the doctors in the Emergency Department were free, they would start gossiping, and the Emergency Internal Medicine Doctor was just like that.

"A man in his forties, accompanying his wife and child to ride the drop tower. As soon as the drop tower went up, his blood pressure soared, and it's estimated that it directly burst his aorta. He started spraying blood on the drop tower, and several people around were scared into fainting."

"Vomiting blood? Hematemesis? That shouldn't be. Once an Aortic Dissection patient ruptures, they do die immediately, but the blood should all be inside the body."

The Emergency Internal Medicine Doctor heard Ji Xiang's analysis and truly felt that these doctors were all so boring. When she saw the news back then, someone asked why, and after so many years, when she told Ji Xiang, he also asked why.

"Someone inquired about it; it just so happened a classmate was a forensic doctor, who said it was because he choked on a fish bone while eating the day before, which pierced his trachea and stuck into his aorta. So..."

The Emergency Internal Medicine Doctor shrugged her shoulders.

"It's just a coincidence. As doctors, we can encounter anything, so we've long since stopped being surprised."

"Oh." Ji Xiang was slightly dissatisfied with the Emergency Internal Medicine Doctor's answer.

"A few years ago, there was an earthquake, magnitude 3.3. A friend of mine was on duty; the patients who could move all ran downstairs. The nurse called her, but she just turned over and kept sleeping, saying there were still patients in the ward who couldn't move, so how could she run."

The Emergency Internal Medicine Doctor's train of thought was very wild, mentioning an earthquake in one breath.

Just then, a patient came for a consultation, and Ji Xiang finally got away from her.

After a full half hour, Lin Jiuze returned first.

"Lin, what happened?" Ji Xiang asked. "Where is Meng Laoshi?"

"Doctor Meng is watching the patient, doing an examination; after the examination, they'll be pushed to the Orthopedics Department."

"Nothing else?"

"On the way to the examination, the patient tried to commit suicide again, smashed the glass of the corridor, and her face was cut and bled a lot. If the nursing assistant hadn't grabbed her leg, she probably would have jumped."

"!!!"

"The bone fracture at the Femoral Shaft Fracture site pierced the skin; it's estimated there will be emergency surgery tonight," Lin Jiuze said.

"Being admitted to the Orthopedics Department will also be a hassle," Ji Xiang sighed.

"Likely so. Her desire to die is very strong; even if she's admitted to the ward, she'll have to be tied up."

"Why?" Ji Xiang muttered to himself.

"Two colleagues from her company went; I heard them chatting, it seems the patient had a boyfriend in another city, and she also had two 'friends with benefits' in the office building. Later, I don't know how her boyfriend found out..."

"Finding out is one thing, just break up; why die?" Ji Xiang sighed.

"Her boyfriend secretly looked at the chat history. It's said there was text and video, so exciting that her boyfriend couldn't help himself, selected the exciting parts, and posted them to his Moments while she was asleep."

"..."

Posting to Moments—this guy, that's equivalent to social death.

Even just hearing it, Ji Xiang felt inexplicably awkward.

"Not just Moments, her boyfriend also sent it to every group chat, and finally turned his phone on silent, got dressed, and went back to his own city."

"When was it discovered?"

"The patient woke up the next morning, saw countless messages on her phone, and was stunned on the spot. It's said that the girlfriend of one of those two 'friends with benefits' in the same office building came knocking, and then it turned into what it is now."

Ji Xiang was indifferent to this kind of gossip.

These things were very uninteresting and boring to him. Ji Xiang didn't feel curious, just felt it was very troublesome.

Admitting emergency Patients, one also has to face the Patients constantly wanting to jump off buildings to commit suicide, changing up various ways to commit suicide... If they really died, when their families rushed over, they wouldn't mention the past, they would only say it was the hospital's problem.

This pot being carried is a bit black.

(End of this chapter)