Chapter 469: Ever-Rising Ratings and Happy Troubles

"Yan'er, how did this person recover so quickly?" Feng Yuqing looked at the "talkative" patient on the screen, unable to connect this person with the patient who had been vomiting violently on the side of the road and then collapsed unconscious.

"That's how a Disulfiram reaction is; once it passes, it passes," Tang Yan said indifferently.

"What if it didn't pass?" Feng Yuqing asked.

"Then they would have died," Tang Yan said. "If it weren't for that move by Ji Xiang, this person would probably be ready for cremation by now. By next year, the grass on their grave would be quite tall."

"!!!"

Even though Feng Yuqing had witnessed it all with her own eyes, she still couldn't believe it.

But she couldn't *not* believe it either; after all, the footage recorded by the camera was continuous, and she had Tang Yan providing commentary on the side.

"I encountered a patient during my internship who had an acute allergic reaction, laryngeal edema. By the time they were sent to the hospital, their face was already purple from suffocation, unable to breathe. It was painful just to watch."

"The doctor in the Emergency Department called the Otolaryngology Department immediately. I carried the oxygen bag, the doctor pushed the gurney, and we sprinted all the way to the Otolaryngology Department. But when we arrived, the Family Member refused the tracheotomy!"

"Refused? Why would they refuse?!" Feng Yuqing asked in surprise.

"I don't know. Who can guess what's going on in someone else's mind?" Tang Yan said. "In short, they just refused and told the doctor to use medication. Later, the patient suffocated to death."

"..." Feng Yuqing stared blankly at Tang Yan, not knowing how to comment on such a thing.

Suffocating to death—that must have been very painful.

"Then, of course, there was a scene, but the Family Member had signed the papers refusing the tracheotomy at the time," Tang Yan said. "Actually, laryngeal edema isn't that hard to treat, but if it's severe enough to cause respiratory arrest, how long can a person hold their breath? You tell me, Sister Yuqing."

Feng Yuqing nodded.

She thought of the moment Ji Xiang's hand had turned into a blur on screen.

If it weren't for Ji Xiang, the patient would absolutely not be here, full of life, accepting an interview in front of the camera. Just as Tang Yan said, the person would likely be in the funeral home's freezer right now, waiting for cremation.

It really was miraculous. A single "reckless" move by Ji Xiang could pull a dying patient back from the gates of hell. Feng Yuqing stared at the patient without blinking, pondering this in her heart.

"Yan'er, their voice sounds strange. Is it leaking air?"

"Yes, because of that move Ji Xiang made yesterday." Tang Yan mimicked the action, imitating Ji Xiang using a pen barrel to puncture the trachea, then said, "There's a hole in the trachea; it must have been treated after admission. Patients who have had a tracheotomy and have had the anesthesia machine removed are all like this. They can speak by covering the hole with their hand."

"It's nothing serious, just that their voice sounds a bit strange when they talk."

"Ji Xiang is truly amazing," Feng Yuqing said sincerely.

"I've heard from senior doctors that this is just a basic operation," Tang Yan said. "It's just that in the last twenty years, the atmosphere has become increasingly tense, which is why no one dares to do things like this anymore. As for the patient I mentioned earlier, later on, the Emergency Department doctor and I went back, and he said that if it were in the past, it wouldn't have been up to the Family Member to nitpick; he would have just performed the incision."

"That doesn't seem right," Feng Yuqing frowned.

"That's why these kinds of situations arise," Tang Yan spread her hands. "It seems like after that mess in '06, similar incidents have occurred one after another. Plus, the hospital leadership adopts an attitude of trying to smooth things over, constantly indulging 【the families】 and only punishing the doctors, so now basically no one dares to take action."

"You mean that time is of the essence, the decision-making power lies in the hands of Family Members who don't understand medicine, and there is suspicion between the Family Member and the doctor, which leads to this situation?"

Feng Yuqing summarized it point by point, which left Tang Yan stunned for a moment; it took her a few seconds to process what Feng Yuqing had said.

"That's about it."

Feng Yuqing didn't continue on this topic; she watched the interview and recollections of the patient on the screen with a smile.

After the patient finished speaking, the production team also found two passersby and one intern from that time to provide supplementary perspectives.

Finally, there was even an animated short explaining the principle.

The animation was a bit rough, but the audience could understand it, roughly grasping why Ji Xiang's "reckless" move just now was able to save the person.

Fan Dao is truly capable; to produce so much content in less than 48 hours—no wonder the shows he directed in the past were hits.

The song ends, the crowd disperses.

The reality show ends.

Bai Chuzhang finally sat up straight and picked up the wine bottle to pour a glass for Liu Zhi.

"Lao Bai, where do you think Ji Xiang's clinical experience comes from?" Liu Zhuren asked.

"I don't know." Bai Chuzhang shook his head.

Both of them understood that genius can manifest in every aspect, but this kind of extremely rich clinical experience, staying calm in chaos, and not panicking in a crisis is very hard to explain away as just genius.

Perhaps, Ji Xiang is just that kind of person.

However, Bai Chuzhang's mind wasn't on this. He was clearly very happy; he raised his glass and clinked it with Liu Zhi's.

"Lao Bai, you're even more invested than I am," Liu Zhuren smiled.

"It's alright," Bai Chuzhang said. "Ji Xiang is truly strange, and this show is strange too. To be honest, I didn't think much of this reality show at the beginning. But now..."

"Starting to look forward to it?" Liu Zhuren teased.

"Mm, I've already started looking forward to it," Bai Chuzhang didn't deny it and said directly, "When does the next episode air?"

Fan Dao watched with delight as the number of concurrent viewers continued to climb. Although it was only the second episode of the third season, the number was already approaching 6 million.

That's people, not views.

The show has ended, and through word-of-mouth fermentation, the number of clicks will climb even higher in the coming days.

With only two episodes out, this show has already exploded in popularity.

Fan Dao knew that the variety shows he directed could guarantee a baseline, but where the ceiling was depended on luck.

Ji Xiang is truly a child of fortune. He himself could guarantee the most basic ratings, but Ji Xiang could raise the ratings to a height he wouldn't even dare to imagine.

"Director, this concurrent viewer count... I wouldn't even dream of this," Fan Dao's assistant muttered.

"It's not over yet," Fan Dao suppressed the excitement in his heart and said as calmly as possible, "Is the script for the third episode out?"

"Director, it's too hard," Fan Dao's assistant complained. "If we had known it would be like this, this episode should have been aired in the mid-to-late stage; it's simply a ratings artifact."

"It's different," Fan Dao waved his hand.

Although the show had ended, the number of concurrent viewers did not decrease; instead, it continued to rise at a pace that was not slow.

It must be that those who finished watching are re-watching it, and the trending topics that exploded on social media are attracting even more people to continue watching.

With this kind of reputation, a hit is certain! Fan Dao smiled slightly.

"Meeting."

"Director, is it about the script for the next episode?"

"Yes, we're meeting overnight to discuss what to do for the next episode. If we can't come up with a good idea, nobody is getting any sleep."

(End of chapter)