Chapter 724: Our Hospital is Really Lucky

"Hu-la soup is truly unforgettable, delicious, and refreshing!" Bai Chuzhang turned his head and began the serious business, saying indifferently, "Bring the oxygen, follow the standard procedure for everything, and I'll see if I run into any trouble."

"By the way, the Emergency Kit is ready, right?" Ji Xiang asked.

"All emergency medications are prepared, and there are three teams outside; even if it were an Air Embolization, we could save them," the Director of Anesthesiology told a joke that wasn't very funny.

Watching Bai Chuzhang put on the nasal Catheter for oxygen and lie on the operating table in a very standard posture, Ji Xiang didn't find it funny; instead, he felt it was strange.

This... could this also be considered Empathy?

Bai Chuzhang is a person who is sincere and worth associating with!

"Bai Chuzhang, let me cover you up a bit." The Head Nurse prepared to open a disposable sterile drape.

"No need for a disposable one, a regular sterilized one will do," Bai Chuzhang said. "Save where you can."

"Disposable ones are cleaner."

"Sigh, you can say that to a Patient, but don't say that to me," Bai Chuzhang said. "If you take a smelly shoe insole full of sweat stains and put it through high-pressure steam sterilization, when it comes out, it's still full of sweat stains and still has a faint smell... but... it is sterile! It is clean!"

"Actually, it's not that smelly," the Head Nurse said.

"Hospital items are just like that; after high-temperature and high-pressure sterilization, they might still have traces of phlegm, feces, or vomit, but they are very clean. I don't trust the manufacturers of those disposable sterile drapes; just give me a drape we sterilized ourselves."

The Head Nurse had no choice but to get a sterile drape that had turned white after sterilization for Bai Chuzhang to cover himself with.

"It's okay, at least it's okay so far, no other sensations."

"Bai Chuzhang, lie on your side, I am preparing to administer Anesthesia to you," the Director of Anesthesiology said.

"Did you check the Anesthesia medication?" Bai Chuzhang asked while lying on his side.

"I checked, and since the anesthesia methods for the several surgeries were different, we are not considering that it was caused by the medication."

Bai Chuzhang nodded and turned onto his side.

"I really have to say, I don't know if it's psychological, but lying on the operating table in 3 Shou, I feel a bit dizzy," Bai Chuzhang said.

"It must be psychological."

"I suppose so."

The Anesthesia was just for show, as the reason had already been stated by the Director of Anesthesiology earlier.

It was impossible for all the drugs in the Anesthesiology Department to have problems.

However, because Bai Chuzhang was so serious, the Director of Anesthesiology called over his most capable and skilled Doctor of Anesthesiology, who simulated the procedure while verbally stating the operational steps.

It was just like the Nursing Department testing a Nurse on their procedures.

The Head Nurse stood to the side, unable to hold back a laugh, thinking to herself that you doctors finally have your day!

"Are your feet numb?"

After simulating the Anesthesia, the Doctor of Anesthesiology asked habitually.

"That joke is too old, try a new one," Bai Chuzhang said.

"Hehe, Bai Chuzhang, the Anesthesia is done, please lie flat." The Doctor of Anesthesiology and the Director helped Bai Chuzhang lie flat and put on the oxygen mask.

Next was the preparation for surgery.

To make it realistic, they even moved the head frame over and blocked it with a blue drape.

"Something's wrong!" Bai Chuzhang suddenly said.

Wearing the oxygen mask made his words much more muffled, but everyone still heard clearly what he said.

The atmosphere had originally been relaxed, but as Bai Chuzhang sensed something was wrong, the air in the Operating Room suddenly stagnated.

"Dizziness, a bit of nausea, seeing stars before my eyes."

Bai Chuzhang waved his hand to pause the Doctor of Anesthesiology's actions, and he dictated his sensations.

"Bai Chuzhang, do you see anything abnormal?"

Ji Xiang held a pen and paper, recording what Bai Chuzhang said while asking.

"My vision is a bit blurry, I feel like something is wrong." Bai Chuzhang's voice began to slur, and as if unconscious, his limbs twitched slightly.

Others didn't notice, and even Bai Chuzhang himself didn't notice, but Ji Xiang did.

"Bai Chuzhang, your blood pressure has risen to 160/100 mmHg," Ji Xiang said. "And your face is starting to turn red; should we stop?"

"No, let me check again," Bai Chuzhang was very firm. "Is the heart rate over 160?"

"No, the heart rate is only around 100. The feeling of a fast heart rate might be an illusion from when you are nervous," Ji Xiang said in one breath.

"Dizziness, nausea, progressively worsening..."

Seeing the unhealthy flush on Bai Chuzhang's face growing deeper, Ji Xiang didn't even ask; he grabbed Bai Chuzhang to help him up, intending to carry him out of 3 Shou.

In the Operating Room, there was a faint roar of a sinister wind.

Bai Chuzhang, a healthy person, had been lively when he lay on the operating table, discussing Hu-la soup with the Director of Anesthesiology.

Yet in less than ten minutes, he actually started to feel dizzy, and his voice had changed.

Moreover, his limbs were twitching slightly, only Bai Chuzhang didn't feel it.

Something is wrong!

Something is definitely wrong!!

There must be something wrong somewhere!!!

Everyone realized this point.

The Head Nurse called people in to help carry Bai Chuzhang out; the Director of Anesthesiology's expression was very grim, and he didn't say a single word of nonsense.

The door to 3 Shou closed, and the corridor was full of people; only then did everyone feel slightly better.

This broken Operating Room must have a problem!

Bai Chuzhang did not reprimand Ji Xiang; he had already lost his strength and leaned against the wall, gasping for air.

He had escaped death, yet there was no expression of relief on his face.

Ji Xiang felt that Bai Chuzhang seemed to have remembered something; the confusion gradually dissipated, finally turning into a knowing relief.

However, this strange feeling came and went quickly; after resting for a few minutes in the surgery corridor, Bai Chuzhang sat up.

"Bai Chuzhang, why don't we just seal off Shou? You said that person also came to look, and yet it was useless."

"No." Bai Chuzhang stood up, his body swaying for a moment.

He steadied himself against the wall, while Ji Xiang reached out to support Bai Chuzhang.

"Bai Chuzhang."

"Go and take a rest."

Others urged.

"I've found the problem." After standing firm and catching his breath, Bai Chuzhang gradually became more alert.

"Problem? What problem?"

"The oxygen tube and the carbon dioxide pipe were connected in reverse," Bai Chuzhang said. "Damn it, our hospital's luck is truly fucking good!"

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Everyone was speechless.

"Did I have any involuntary twitching in my limbs just now?" Bai Chuzhang asked.

"Yes," Ji Xiang answered calmly.

"I'm now considering that it should be the carbon dioxide concentration being too high, causing a poisoning reaction," Bai Chuzhang said. "The nervous system had a reaction; don't forget, I am a Doctor of Neurosurgery."

"Carbon dioxide?"

"Inhaling a small amount of carbon dioxide manifests as nausea, vomiting, dizziness, rapid breathing, elevated blood pressure, and flushing; inhaling a large amount will cause headaches, lethargy, rapid heartbeat, vision changes, mental confusion, convulsions, and impaired consciousness."

"My situation just now was exactly the same as inhaling carbon dioxide."

"!!!"

"Damn it, our hospital's luck is truly good."