Chapter 127: Chapter 127: If I Had Arrived Half a Minute Later, It Would Have Been Too Late to Save Him

A few people were left on duty in each department, while the rest went to the conference room to attend Xu Qinghuan’s lecture.

Upon receiving the news, Song Yanqing hastily finished his work and rushed to the conference room, securing a seat in the front row.

Xie Qunfang came reluctantly. She wanted to see what this overly young doctor could possibly say that was impressive.

Standing on stage, Xu Qinghuan glanced around and began the surgery lecture, “I’ll start with the diagnosis part. In the absence of advanced instruments to examine the patient, we can only use some traditional methods to diagnose and determine the approximate internal injuries…”

Xu Qinghuan spoke eloquently, sharing her experiences without reservation.

While listening, Song Yanqing took notes continuously.

Deng Aiguo did the same.

“Comrade Xu, what you said is theoretically sound, and I have no objections. However, how do you know your surgery was successful?”

Xie Qunfang chuckled, “I’m not doubting you, but considering my age, I’ve eaten more salt than you’ve had rice. I’m always cautious, and without absolute certainty, I generally keep a low profile.”

Deng Aiguo frowned deeply, as if enough to crush a fly.

Xu Qinghuan calmly observed this person for a moment, “Comrade, when alternating between cold and hot, you experience coughing and asthma, and in severe cases, have symptoms of blood coughing due to qi stagnation harming the liver, leading to the liver yang shooting up to the lungs.”

“You’re talking nonsense. I’m in good health!” Xie Qunfang couldn’t believe that the young Xu Qinghuan, just by looking, could diagnose her condition without even pretending to take her pulse.

She felt that Xu Qinghuan was mocking her.

Xu Qinghuan said lightly, “If you are willing to treat it now, a few doses of herbal medicine could completely cure it.”

“No need!” Xie Qunfang was nearly angered to the point of spitting blood, “A doctor must possess basic medical ethics. It’s not about cursing someone with illness out of dissatisfaction, which lacks the quality of being a decent human being.”

Xu Qinghuan stopped paying attention to her but continued to prove her surgery’s success from several aspects, “I initially diagnosed four bleeding points. After opening the abdominal cavity, observing the interior confirmed that my analysis wasn’t wrong;

After treating the four bleeding points, the patient’s heart rate stabilized, and the pulse gradually normalized, which inversely proves the diagnosis was correct.”

Xie Qunfang continued, “Comrade Xu, if the patient’s condition worsens tonight, indicating your surgery was unsuccessful, what do you say?”

At that moment, hurried footsteps were heard in the corridor, a young nurse rushed over, “Uh-oh, Liu Weijun, who just came off the operating table and transferred to Ward 401, has an abnormal heart rate, below fifty!”

Bang!

The entire conference room erupted, and everyone looked at Xu Qinghuan, who could have imagined that Xie Qunfang’s words would come true.

What was the point of this review meeting?

Deng Aiguo stood up quickly, stopped looking at Xu Qinghuan, and ran out hurriedly.

Xu Qinghuan ran in front, and fortunately, the ward was on the same floor. Upon entering the ward, she first checked the patient’s pulse and then administered an emergency pill into Liu Weijun’s mouth, while quickly removing the IV needle.

The pill melted immediately, and after Liu Weijun swallowed it, his previously rapid convulsions gradually steadied.

Xie Qunfang pushed past the dean and rushed in, angrily shouting, “What did you just give the patient?”

Xu Qinghuan didn’t respond to her, “Who’s in charge of this ward?”

Everyone looked at Xie Qunfang.

“Was the prescription for this injection written by me?” Xu Qinghuan glared at Xie Qunfang.

“It was!” The young nurse next to her said weakly with her head down.

“What dilution was used?” Xu Qinghuan asked.

“It was, it was a fifty-to-one dilution with saline,” the young nurse said.

Xu Qinghuan’s chest heaved with frustration. It was her first time encountering such a situation, “How did I write my prescription? Did I say to use saline?”

Xie Qunfang replied indifferently, “What’s the difference? Both are for diluting medication. The pharmacy ran out of glucose, so what else would you use if not saline?”

Deng Aiguo pushed forward and asked, “Xiao Xu, is there a problem with this?”

“What problem could there be? Maybe the surgery went wrong, and now they’re trying to shift the blame. It’s not the first time saline has been used as a substitute for glucose, yet she insists it’s not okay.”

Xie Qunfang raised her eyebrows, “If you’re not capable, don’t be pretentious. This isn’t a countryside place where whoever’s voice is loudest is right.”

Xu Qinghuan said, “Glucose is a monosaccharide. The patient has been malnourished for a long time, with poor physical fitness. Injecting glucose can supplement energy, whereas saline is a sodium chloride solution close to the osmotic pressure of human plasma, with its main components being 0.9% sodium chloride and water;

The patient’s condition of injecting saline would lead to water-electrolyte imbalance, causing rapid heart contractions, ultimately resulting in heart failure and death.”

If she arrived half a minute later, Liu Weijun would be beyond rescuing.

Xu Qinghuan said, “Dean Deng, if your institution has such a management system, where an ordinary doctor in a department can arbitrarily alter the responsible physician’s prescription, and a doctor without basic knowledge dares to use medication casually, I really can’t accept your hospital’s offer.”

“Ah, the patient’s heart has stopped!” The young nurse screamed in fright.

“It’s you. What did you just give the patient? Dean, the patient died because of her!” Xie Qunfang pointed at Xu Qinghuan.

Ma Jinzhi hurriedly squeezed in from outside the door, jumping three feet high, “Compensate me! You’ve killed my son, hurry and pay up!”

Liu Qingsong didn’t expect this outcome, but remembering the consent form he signed before the surgery, he hurriedly said, “Ma Jinzhi, get out of here. What business do you have here? Weijun’s injuries were already severe, this was always a matter of fate.”

Deng Aiguo also said, “Comrade Xu is a doctor hired by our hospital. No matter what happens, our hospital will take full responsibility, it has nothing to do with Comrade Xu.”

“It’s not unrelated just because you say so. If it weren’t for this little wench, my son wouldn’t be dead!” Ma Jinzhi refused to leave the ward.

Xu Qinghuan took Liu Weijun’s pulse for a moment, sneered, and asked the young nurse, “Besides replacing glucose with saline, what else did you add?”

The young nurse nervously glanced at Xie Qunfang, lowered her head, and said nothing.

“It doesn’t matter if you don’t speak. There’s still half a bottle of water here. With testing, the components can be identified. Will you confess, or should I report it?” Xu Qinghuan asked.

“Report what?” Xie Qunfang said, “It’s clearly you who botched the surgery that led to the death, and you’re trying to lay the blame on others?”

Song Yanqing couldn’t bear it any longer, “Doctor Xie, when the patient came off the operating table, all the indicators were very good. You’re not the responsible doctor, so how can you arbitrarily change the patient’s prescription and now place all the blame on Doctor Xu? That’s unfair!”

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