Chapter 725: Similar Cases That Have Occurred in the Imperial Capital

"Really?"

"Open the carbon dioxide pipeline; I'll know after taking a few breaths."

"Bai Chuzhang, let me do it." Ji Xiang blocked him.

"No need, I'll do it." Bai Chuzhang was very firm. He smiled and bumped his shoulder against Ji Xiang's chest. "Don't worry, I have a hunch."

A hunch.

Ji Xiang had absolutely no idea where Bai Chuzhang's confidence came from.

However, with someone watching, there probably wouldn't be any issues, so Ji Xiang didn't insist.

After resting for a few more minutes, Bai Chuzhang returned to 3 Shou.

The smile on his face had already risen.

The anesthesiologist very clumsily connected the oxygen mask's tubing to the carbon dioxide interface.

"Director, will this work?" the anesthesiologist asked in a low voice.

"I don't know." The Director of Anesthesiology was also very uneasy.

But Bai Chuzhang insisted, so he didn't say anything.

Putting on the oxygen mask connected to the carbon dioxide, Bai Chuzhang stood there and began to test his breathing.

After a few breaths, he figured out the problem, became increasingly confident, and began to breathe deeply.

Nothing wrong?

Nothing wrong!

Really nothing wrong!!

A few minutes later, Bai Chuzhang took off the oxygen mask and said with certainty, "The pipes are connected backward."

"!!!"

"!!!"

"Bai Chuzhang, this... that's impossible."

"Try it and you'll know," Bai Chuzhang said. "It's damn lucky we have such good Luck!"

Bai Chuzhang had mentioned the word "luck" time and time again.

The Director of Anesthesiology was half-believing and half-doubting. His trusted doctor beside him knew the Director wouldn't try it easily and didn't want the scene to be awkward, so he had to go up himself.

After breathing the "carbon dioxide" for a few minutes, the anesthesiologist took off the oxygen mask with a strange expression.

"It feels... like it really is oxygen."

"Huh?!" The Director of Anesthesiology was puzzled.

"Alright, report it for repairs," Bai Chuzhang said with a relaxed expression.

After speaking, he turned and left. The Director of Anesthesiology followed behind Bai Chuzhang. "Bai Chuzhang, how did you know?"

"The year before last, our medical affairs department held a meeting. A large Grade A Tertiary Hospital in the Imperial Capital had a malignant Medical Dispute."

"The cause was a bit different from ours. A lead surgeon had three consecutive surgeries fail, and the patient was in critical condition and undergoing emergency rescue. Originally, it was an individual's problem, but the surgeon at their hospital wasn't convinced. They said the surgery had just started and basically nothing had been done, so how could the surgery have failed? Thus, they began to investigate deeply."

"Later, they discovered that the oxygen pipeline and the carbon dioxide pipeline in the Operating Room had been swapped."

"We're the same as them!" the Director of Anesthesiology asked in surprise.

"I didn't expect it to be such a coincidence at first, but I realized it just after the carbon dioxide poisoning," Bai Chuzhang said. "It turned out to be the exact same situation."

As Bai Chuzhang spoke, he shook his head. "It's damn lucky 3 Shou didn't perform a Laparoscopic Surgery!"

After hearing this, the Director of Anesthesiology's face also turned pale, and fine beads of sweat emerged.

Indeed, Laparoscopic Surgery requires gas to be pumped into the abdominal cavity.

Normally, carbon dioxide is used, but if oxygen is used instead, there is no warning for the vital signs of the surgeon, the Nurse, or the Patient. Once an electric scalpel is used during the surgery, the moment the surgeon presses the electric cut, a spark is produced locally.

In one's imagination, the "Bang!" of an explosion had already sounded.

Fortunately, luckily, what Luck.

Bai Chuzhang was very unhappy; his lips moved a few times, as if he were bad-mouthing the renovation company.

But the waters here were deep, and Bai Chuzhang couldn't say much. It was enough to test the danger himself and find where the problem lay.

As long as nothing went wrong, Bai Chuzhang had no further requirements.

His position was the most shitty place in the hospital, with no good fruit to eat.

Being able to protect himself and have fewer incidents in Clinical work, Bai Chuzhang was already quite satisfied.

After leaving the operating room, Ji Xiang admired Bai Chuzhang very much.

"Bai Chuzhang, you're really too reckless." Ji Xiang sighed.

"Heh." Bai Chuzhang shook his head, but he then looked at Lin Jiuze.

"Doctor Lin." Bai Chuzhang shifted his gaze and said with a smile, "If you have any difficulties here, feel free to bring them up."

Lin Jiuze said, "Everything is going smoothly, Bai Chuzhang, don't worry."

"By the way, is there a time limit on your advanced studies?" Bai Chuzhang asked, appearing casual.

"..."

This question hit exactly where Lin Jiuze was most conflicted. He didn't answer and remained silent.

Bai Chuzhang was very happy with Lin Jiuze's reaction.

What he feared most was Lin Jiuze saying—I'm leaving in a few days.

As long as Lin Jiuze hesitated, that was the best answer!

If someone like him could stay, it meant he had something he wanted.

"Doctor Lin, no rush," Bai Chuzhang said with a smile. "There must be many things you're not used to after returning to the country, but it is home after all. No matter how long you stay at our home, if you have any difficulties, just come find me."

"Okay, Bai Chuzhang," Lin Jiuze replied vaguely.

Bai Chuzhang did not say much more; after chatting with Ji Xiang for a few sentences, he went back to rest.

There were too many things today, especially the carbon monoxide poisoning; although the time was very short, Bai Chuzhang still needed time to soothe the trauma within his body.

Ji Xiang returned to the ward and began to get busy.

Life was just like this, doing almost the same work day after day.

Although the patients were different, the patients admitted to one department were basically much the same.

A few days later.

It happened to be Meng Qingfei's night shift again, so Ji Xiang went to the Emergency Department to accompany Meng Laoshi on duty.

Just as he arrived at the Emergency Department, an Internal Medicine doctor saw Ji Xiang and shouted, "Doctor Xiao Ji!"

"Hey, what is it, Teacher He?"

"Come here, come here." He from Internal Medicine beckoned and called Ji Xiang to the side.

"Didn't Xiao Meng write a thesis a while ago?"

"A thesis?" Ji Xiang was startled. He carefully recalled and vaguely remembered that Meng Qingfei wanted to write a thesis, and it seemed he had even told Doctor He from Internal Medicine that he would sell it to him.

But Ji Xiang had not been involved in what happened afterward.

"Medication leading to impaired liver function."

"Oh, oh, oh." Ji Xiang remembered.

After that patient put forward his own opinion, he went home, and Ji Xiang hadn't paid attention to what happened afterward.

It was just a medication issue.

"Is the thesis done?"

"Almost!" He said happily, "He said it passed the first review."

"So fast?" Ji Xiang was puzzled.

Meng Qingfei did not have his own resources; it would usually take two or three months to get results for manuscript reviews and the like.

"Xiao Meng said he caught some of your good fortune," Doctor He said very proudly.

When a person encounters a happy event, their spirit is refreshed. He had never published an SCI Thesis in his entire life; this should be his first time, and the smile on his face could no longer be hidden.

"..."

"After Xiao Meng finished writing the thesis, he didn't mail it directly, but instead found the manufacturer."

So that was it!

Meng Laoshi, Meng Qingfei, is truly cunning, Ji Xiang smiled.

"The manufacturer attaches great importance to the thesis and found professional people to help revise it; it is said that it is already going to be published as a case study."

"Congratulations," Ji Xiang said.

"Sigh, how should I put it, it's just many thanks," He said with a beaming smile, "You go find Xiao Meng, I'm going to take a look at the observation room."

"Alright!"

Ji Xiang walked to the entrance of the Emergency Surgery, and before he could greet Meng Qingfei, a commotion suddenly came from behind him.