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Chapter 127 If we were half a minute late, it would be too late to save the situation

Only a small number of people were left on duty in each department, and the rest all went to the conference room to listen to Xu Qinghuan's lecture.

After receiving the news, Song Yanqing hurriedly finished the work at hand, rushed to the conference room, and grabbed a seat in the first row.

Xie Qunfang came over reluctantly. She wanted to see how capable this extremely young doctor was and what he could say.

Xu Qinghuan stood on the stage, took a quick look, and began to explain the operation. "Let me start with the diagnosis. Without advanced equipment to test the patient, we can only use some traditional methods to diagnose the patient and determine the general damage to the internal organs..."

Xu Qinghuan spoke leisurely, imparting his experience almost without reservation.

Song Yanqing listened and kept taking notes.

The same goes for Deng Aiguo.

"Comrade Xu, what you said is basically valid theoretically. I have no objection. However, how do you know that your operation was successful?"

Xie Qunfang smiled and said, "I don't mean to question you. In terms of age, I've eaten more salt than you have eaten rice. I've always been cautious. When I'm not absolutely sure, I usually choose to keep a low profile."

Deng Aiguo's brows were furrowed so tightly that they could pinch a fly to death.

Xu Qinghuan looked at the man calmly, "Comrade, when you alternate between cold and heat, you'll cough and wheeze. In severe cases, you'll experience qi reversal and vomiting blood. This is caused by qi stagnation damaging the liver, and liver yang attacking the lungs."

"You're talking nonsense, I'm in good health!" Xie Qunfang didn't think that Xu Qinghuan was so young. He could see her illness with just his eyes without even pretending to take her pulse.

She felt that Xu Qinghuan was mocking her.

Xu Qinghuan said calmly, "If you're willing to treat it now, a few doses of medicine will cure it completely."

"No need!" Xie Qunfang was so angry that she almost vomited blood. "A doctor must have the most basic medical ethics, instead of using illness to curse others just because you are dissatisfied with them. This shows a lack of human qualities."

Xu Qinghuan ignored her, but still argued for the success of his operation from several aspects, "My initial diagnosis is four bleeding points. After opening the abdominal cavity, by observing the interior of the abdominal cavity, I can further diagnose that my analysis is correct;
After the four bleeding points were treated, the patient's heartbeat became steady and his pulse gradually returned to normal, proving the diagnosis was correct."

Xie Qunfang continued, "Comrade Xu, what if the patient's condition worsens tonight, proving that your operation was unsuccessful? What will you say?"

Just then, hurried footsteps were heard in the corridor, and a young nurse hurried over. "Oh no! Comrade Liu Weijun, who just came off the operating table and was transferred to Ward 401, has an abnormal heart rate, below 50!"

boom!
The entire conference room was in an uproar, and everyone looked at Xu Qinghuan. Who would have thought that Xie Qunfang was right.

What is the significance of this review meeting?

Deng Aiguo stood up suddenly, no longer looking at Xu Qinghuan, and ran out in a hurry.

Xu Qinghuan ran in the front. Fortunately, the ward was on the same floor. After entering the ward, she first took the patient's pulse, then put an emergency pill into Liu Weijun's mouth, and urgently pulled out the needle for the infusion.

The pill melted in his mouth. Liu Weijun swallowed it, and his body, which had been twitching rapidly, gradually calmed down.

Xie Qunfang pushed past the dean and rushed in, angrily yelling, "What did you just feed the patient?"

Xu Qinghuan ignored her, "Who is in charge of this ward?"

Everyone looked at Xie Qunfang. "Did I prescribe this medicine?" Xu Qinghuan glared at Xie Qunfang.

"Yes!" The young nurse next to her said weakly with her head down.

"What ratio is used?" Xu Qinghuan asked.

"Yes, yes, it's a fifty-to-one ratio, normal saline solution," said the nurse.

Xu Qinghuan struggled to calm the anger in her chest. This was the first time she had encountered such a situation. "What was my prescription? Did I say I wanted saline solution?"

Xie Qunfang said disapprovingly, "What's the difference? Aren't they both used to dilute medicine? The pharmacy's out of glucose, so what else can we use if not saline?"

Deng Aiguo squeezed over and asked, "Xiao Xu, is there any problem?"

"What could be wrong? Maybe there was something wrong with the surgery, and now she's trying to shift the blame onto others. This isn't the first time saline has been used instead of glucose, and yet she insists it won't work."

Xie Qunfang raised her eyebrows. "If you don't have the ability, don't try to be so stubborn. This isn't a place like in the countryside where whoever speaks louder has the final say."

Xu Qinghuan said, "Glucose is a monosaccharide. Patients with long-term nutritional deficiencies and poor physical fitness can use glucose injections to replenish energy. Normal saline is a sodium chloride solution with an osmotic pressure close to that of human plasma. Its main components are 0.9% sodium chloride and water.

Injecting saline into a patient in this situation would cause water and electrolyte imbalance, leading to rapid heart contraction and ultimately heart failure and death."

In the situation just now, if she had been half a minute late, Liu Weijun would have been powerless to save the situation.

Xu Qinghuan said, "President Deng, if your hospital has such a management system, an ordinary doctor in the department can arbitrarily tamper with the prescription of the responsible doctor; and as a doctor, I don't even have the most basic common sense and dare to prescribe medicine casually. I really don't dare to accept your hospital's employment."

"Ah, the patient's heart has stopped beating!" the young nurse screamed in fright.

"It's you. What did you give the patient to eat just now? Dean, it was you who killed the patient!" Xie Qunfang pointed at Xu Qinghuan.

Ma Jinzhi rushed in from outside and jumped three feet high, "Pay me money! You killed my son with this treatment! Pay me now!"

Liu Qingsong hadn't expected this outcome, but thinking of the statement he signed before the operation, he hurriedly said, "Ma Jinzhi, get out of here. What's your business here? Wei Jun's injuries are already serious. This is a matter of fate."

Deng Aiguo also said, "Comrade Xu is a doctor employed by our hospital. No matter what happens, our hospital will bear the responsibility. Comrade Xu has nothing to do with it."

"If you say it's irrelevant, then it's irrelevant. If it weren't for this little bitch, my son wouldn't have died!" Ma Jinzhi refused to leave the ward.

Xu Qinghuan felt Liu Weijun's pulse for a while, sneered, and asked the nurse, "Besides replacing the glucose with saline, what else did you add?"

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

"It's useless for you to not tell me. There is still half a bottle of water here. Once it is tested, we can find out the ingredients inside. Do you want to confess yourself or do you want me to report it?" Xu Qinghuan asked.

"What case are you reporting?" Xie Qunfang asked, "It was you who performed the surgery and killed him, and you're trying to put the blame on someone else?"

Song Yanqing could no longer tolerate it. "Doctor Xie, when the patient came off the operating table, all his indicators were very good. You are not the responsible doctor, so why can you change the patient's prescription at will? Now you put all the blame on Doctor Xu. This is unfair!"

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