Chapter 441: Patient Friends

"Teacher, the patient has agreed."

Previously, Fan Dao had made a series of hints, both overt and covert, all telling the audience that this was an impossible task.

When Ji Xiang stated the final result, Zhao Jixiang, Zhao Tianjiao, Liu Zhi, and all the viewers in front of their screens were inexplicably astonished.

He,

how did he do it!

It wasn't just the doctors; because of the director's hints, even Feng Yuqing was surprised and examined Ji Xiang again.

On the screen, a camera focused on Zhai Yuhan, giving her a large close-up shot.

"It's normal for them not to agree. Clinical work is extremely complex, and you have to face all sorts of people..."

Zhai Yuhan was talking to herself on camera, but she immediately realized she had thought wrong; Ji Xiang did not need her comfort.

Watching Zhai Yuhan's expression shift from certainty that Ji Xiang couldn't complete the task to surprise and bewilderment provided a perfect footnote to Ji Xiang's "simple task."

The signal in the Review Room switched to the bottom right corner, and like the audience, the guests also found it incredible.

"Dad, is Ji Xiang bluffing? A task that even the attending doctor couldn't accomplish, what right does he, Ji Xiang, have to be able to do it?" Zhao Tianjiao asked.

He didn't believe it; he didn't believe it from the bottom of his heart.

But Zhao Tianjiao had been influenced by his environment since childhood and knew that to understand one's enemy, one had to be realistic. No matter how much he didn't want to believe it, he still asked subconsciously.

Ji Xiang didn't lie; no matter how much Zhao Tianjiao despised Ji Xiang, he had to admit this point.

"Strange." Zhao Jixiang was noncommittal, his brows knitted together, the vertical lines between them looking as if they had been carved into his face with a chisel.

Analyzing it from a doctor's perspective, it was impossible for Ji Xiang to persuade a patient with extremely poor medical compliance after just talking to them for a dozen minutes.

But since the program was airing, there must have been a change.

Dean Zhao was captivated by the program, and he pondered intently.

"I think it's impossible. Ji Xiang just arrived at the hospital and met the patient for the first time. Even the patient's own attending doctor and department director couldn't persuade the patient and their family; Ji Xiang couldn't do it even if he had flowers growing out of his mouth."

Hearing his son's words, Zhao Jixiang knew this was the norm.

"Dad, I get it! It must be a requirement of the program production; it's all fake! This is just a variety show, the script is already written, and all that 'close to real life' crap is just a lie!"

After Zhao Tianjiao "figured it out," he stood up abruptly, pointed at the TV screen, and said loudly, unwilling to accept it.

"Tianjiao, keep it down, you're disturbing the neighbors," Zhao Jixiang's wife scolded. "It's just a variety show; isn't it normal for a favored contestant to be pushed through? Look at you two, you actually took it seriously."

"It's possible." Zhao Jixiang felt his wife was right.

"This is unfair!" Zhao Tianjiao raged.

His eyes were filled with intense jealousy, even some hatred. He didn't hate the favoritism; he hated that the person being favored wasn't himself.

……

……

"Lao Bai, is it real or fake?" Liu Zhi asked Bai Chuzhang blankly.

"Ji Xiang should be able to solve it." Bai Chuzhang watched Ji Xiang on the screen with a smile.

Of everyone, only Bai Chuzhang had immense confidence in Ji Xiang, knowing that Ji Xiang could do it. Although Bai Chuzhang couldn't say why, he was willing to believe it.

"It's impossible. The director still has some... let's call it prestige in the patient's heart. After all, if they need to be hospitalized next time, they need the director's approval, and the patient also hopes to receive good treatment. Repeatedly refusing the director's request already puts them in the category of patients with the worst medical compliance."

Liu Zhi muttered in a low voice.

"Xiao Ji's talent isn't just reflected in surgery and diagnosis; his talent in communicating with patients is also very strong. You noticed it early on, so why are you unwilling to believe it?" Bai Chuzhang asked.

"Because it's fundamentally impossible," Liu Zhuren said decisively.

"The program is made well," Bai Chuzhang said with a chuckle. "The suspense was buried very deep before; everyone thought Ji Xiang would be scolded like a dog. Then, a reversal—the hype is maxed out."

"What does that have to do with the program? Anyone with a bit of intelligence knows Ji Xiang can't do it."

"Hmm, your intelligence is high—running from Tie Lu Bu all the way to Bao Feng Cheng," Bai Chuzhang said with disdain.

……

……

In Shanghai, Qin Chu was in his office, with Ling Tian sitting behind him to his side; the two were staring blankly at a tablet.

Qin Chu and Ling Tian did not communicate.

Any discerning doctor knew this was an impossible task, yet Ji Xiang had returned saying he had already handled it.

Why was this?

Liu Zhuren Zhi might not understand Ji Xiang well enough due to his doting nature,

and as an enemy, Zhao Tianjiao was too young and simply not qualified.

Qin Chu and Ling Tian had been coveting in the darkness for a long time; they were the ones who truly understood Ji Xiang.

An impossible task,

and Ji Xiang could complete it?

The master and disciple didn't speak, but they had an answer vaguely in their hearts—Ji Xiang could do it!

No matter how incredible, this was the answer.

A Standardized Training Doctor who could perform complex Level 4 surgeries, and interventional surgeries at that—wasn't that surprising?

A Standardized Training Doctor who refused the invitation of the nation's top Interventional Department boss without hesitation, and even fell out directly at an academic conference—wasn't that even more surprising?

The fluorescent light of the tablet flickered, shining on the faces of Qin Chu and Ling Tian, as if the two were in hell.

The program continued amidst Zhai Yuhan's surprise.

The guests in the Review Room were talking all at once, and a minute later, the footage switched to Ji Xiang's perspective.

"When I first got sick, I almost thought I was having a Myocardial Infarction. It hurt here, it hurt like hell."

Ji Xiang pointed to his upper abdomen.

He was chatting with the patient, similar to how other doctors chatted, but the ordinary audience members all felt something was strange.

The veteran clinicians understood in an instant: Ji Xiang was standing from the Patient's perspective, not treating himself as a Doctor—a Doctor who solves ailments and saves lives—but rather as two patients chatting about their conditions.

At this very moment, Ji Xiang was the Patient's fellow patient.

From the long road of troubles to Myocardial Infarction, no matter what kind of patient comes to the hospital, one must always get an Electrocardiogram first.

Ji Xiang spoke in a very scattered way, but it was precisely this scattered manner that broke down the Patient's wariness and distracted the Patient's attention.

Standing from the Patient's perspective with Empathy, some of the things Ji Xiang said were even more profound than the Patient's own feelings.

From lying on the floor and how lowering the temperature can alleviate pain, to claustrophobia during an MRI, the clinical Doctors understood Ji Xiang's line of reasoning.

But the Patient had already been spun around; he had unknowingly abandoned his guard and treated Ji Xiang as a fellow patient.

Until the very end, when the trick of playing hard to get was used, Qin Chu sighed deeply.

He did not continue to watch with eager eyes, but instead closed his eyes and leaned back in his chair.

At this moment, Qin Chu felt very weary, very tired.

Clearly just a Standardized Training Doctor, where did he get so much clinical experience!

Where did he get so many techniques for communicating with patients!

(End of chapter)