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"But..."

Zhang Jiwei wanted to say sothing more, but Huang Beishan raised his hand to interrupt him: "I know you want to talk about the pharmacopoeia, am I not aware of it? But the dosage it prescribes isn’t enough to save people. The purpose of establishing the pharmacopoeia was to help doctors use dicines more effectively and appropriately, not to be a shackle in saving lives.

It’s not ant to restrict doctors. I’ve seen the prescription Dr. Lu wrote; it is indeed from the Fire God School without doubt. Even if it wasn’t Dr. Lu here today, any other Chinese doctor from the Fire God School would probably prescribe sothing similar. Besides, it may not be as effective as Dr. Lu’s prescription.

Of course, you are the dean of the City First Hospital; whether or not to use Dr. Lu’s plan is up to you, or you can leave the decision to this person."

"This..."

Zhang Jiwei hesitated.

To be honest, he could not directly oppose it, mainly because Ji Huan was already conscious. Whether to use this treatnt plan depended on Ji Huan himself, not him.

Moreover, in this ward, not to ntion Ji Huan, even Ji Huan’s secretary had an administrative level that was no lower than his. Most importantly, the secretary, being closely tied to Ji Huan, had incomparable authority.

Zhang Jiwei thought for a mont and had to look at Ji Huan: "What do you think you should do?"

Ji Huan just glanced at Zhang Jiwei: "Other than this, do you have a better treatnt plan?"

Zhang Jiwei was silent.

If he had a better plan, he would not have given the credit for saving a life to Chinese dicine. Now, he not only failed to gain anything but also left Ji Huan with a poor impression of the City First Hospital, losing both face and benefit.

"No." Zhang Jiwei finally shook his head.

He actually wanted to suggest that Zheng Xianjue try coronary angioplasty, but rembering what Zheng Xianjue had ntioned to him earlier, he swallowed back the words that almost left his mouth. At this point, it was best not to make mistakes, even if he couldn’t achieve rit.

No rit was still alright. Even though Ji Huan might be displeased, he would at most just scold a bit. But making another mistake would be more serious than just scolding.

"Could it be that I should listen to you and send to Lingshui?" Ji Huan let out a cold hum.

"By the ti you send to Lingshui, Dean Zhang, do you think I would still be alive?"

Zhang Jiwei broke out in a cold sweat; such words carried weight, even without attributions of verbal abuse, they were more serious than that. At this point, not only Zhang Jiwei but almost everyone in the ward held their breath.

Even Huang Beishan and Zhang Jingshan took a deep breath.

However, Lu Xuan remained unfazed, just quietly watching the scene unfold.

But when he saw Zhang Jiwei looking so nervous, he couldn’t help but shake his head.

He actually hoped that Zhang Jiwei would be firm and stop him from using this treatnt plan, after all, with such a large dosage of Aconite, if sothing went wrong, there was no way he would get away with it. This was much more serious than killing a regular person.

But Ji Huan was no regular person.

Since Zhang Jiwei dared not go against Ji Huan, there was nothing much to be done.

Ji Huan coldly glanced at Zhang Jiwei, then looked toward Lu Xuan: "Dr. Lu, although I don’t know what the Fire God School you ntioned ans, or what issues there are with a high dosage of Aconite, but essentially, you did save half of my life, I trust you."

Despite saying this, Lu Xuan didn’t take it seriously.

To put it bluntly, was Ji Huan truly unafraid of death?

Even ordinary people fear death, let alone Ji Huan, who holds a high position.

However, saying this was simply out of a lack of options, as they couldn’t very well stop the treatnt and just wait for death, right?

Testing the waters still gave a glimr of hope.

Besides, the acupuncture technique that Lu Xuan demonstrated earlier had indeed impressed him. With rely two needles and so dicine, he surprisingly relieved the pain swiftly, even more efficiently than Western dicine. Moreover, the side effects of acupuncture were significantly less than those of Western dicine, almost negligible.

As such, Ji Huan naturally had more faith in Lu Xuan’s treatnt plan.

Otherwise, with Zhang Jiwei’s resistance, he would probably be too afraid to use Lu Xuan’s treatnt plan.

After all, nobody wants to die; he least of all.

Considering all these factors, Lu Xuan couldn’t take Ji Huan’s words at face value either. You ought to clarify the situation, let the other person understand the pros and cons—that’s what really matters.

"Aconite enters the heart, kidney, and spleen ridians. It supports heart yang, warms spleen yang, and strengthens kidney yang, making it essential for supplenting fire, boosting yang, and for ’returning yang and reversing the pathology,’ often used to treat collapsed yang and yang deficiency syndros. Also, its hot and dispersing properties make it a potent dicine for expelling cold, eliminating dampness, and relieving pain, commonly used for cold-damp pain conditions. Nonetheless, this dicine is extrely hot with pure yang properties, and is highly toxic. The pharmacopoeia clearly states its dosage is 3-15 grams."

"And how much did your treatnt plan use?"

"Over ten tis that amount."

Those words made everyone, who was previously clueless, gasp involuntarily. A dosage of 3-15 grams of Aconite already demanded cautious attention due to its toxicity; using over ten tis that amount—how could anyone survive consuming that?

At this mont, everyone finally understood why Zhang Jiwei was opposed.

If this dicine was used and sothing went wrong, Lu Xuan would undoubtedly take the first hit, but Zhang Jiwei, as the dean of the City First Hospital, would not evade responsibility either, since the rescue occurred under his administration, holding him accountable as dean.

And although Ji Huan wasn’t a doctor, upon learning about the toxicity of Aconite, and that it was used at a dosage over ten tis what the pharmacopoeia recomnded, he too was sowhat at a loss.

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