Chapter 488: Striking the Table and Rising

General Manager Han introduced the past patient's medical history and scans; this segment was rather dry, but it couldn't be too short either, or the audience would think the data was insufficient.

Fan Dao gave it enough time here as background, then the main perspective returned to the Review Room to listen to the guests chatting.

The audience in front of the screens was attracted by this more in-depth mode, especially those who had similar patients at home; they watched without blinking.

Many people didn't know there were still treatment options for late-stage Liver Cancer, and although the results couldn't be said to be a panacea, there were, after all, so many people who had persisted for 5-8 years.

This was a hope.

When people are alive, sometimes they just live for a thought.

With current technology, there are no treatment methods, and the feeling of being told to go home and wait for death is very hard to bear.

Just as they were talking, the screen flashed and returned to the Affiliated Hospital.

A Nurse knocked on the door, "Brother Han, the Director isn't here, there's a consultation in Gastrointestinal."

"Gastrointestinal?" Doctor Han frowned.

The screen switched to the Doctor's Office, and Doctor Han was interrupted before he could finish speaking.

And the moment this segment appeared, Bai Chuzhang's eyes lit up.

"Dazhi, guess what the situation is."

"Gastrointestinal looking for Interventional to take a look, that goes without saying," Li Zhuren said without thinking.

Bai Chuzhang also felt that his question was too amateurish.

When Gastrointestinal looks for an Interventional consultation, it is basically always bleeding. And for massive hematemesis caused by gastric varices, Interventional does not yet have very widespread methods.

So, rushing to find a consultation in such a hurry should be lower Gastrointestinal Bleeding.

Words like riddles are difficult for ordinary people to understand, but for Bai Chuzhang and Li Zhuren, it was almost an open book.

The two suddenly looked at each other, and Li Zhuren saw that Bai Chuzhang's face was solemn.

"Lao Bai, you don't think Ji Xiang is going to perform the surgery, do you?"

"Why not?"

"I have to say, this program really hit the jackpot," Li Zhuren said. "Watching patients in the Outpatient Department is definitely not as eye-catching as performing surgery, but other surgeries can't be put on TV either, lest they scare a few people. Speaking of which, a few years ago, some hospitals advocated for husbands to accompany their wives during natural childbirth."

"Nonsense, that was all a gimmick created by those people who stir up gender conflict, and some people actually believed it," Bai Chuzhang said with disdain.

This was an incident from a few years ago, where some hospitals advocated for husbands to enter the delivery room to accompany their wives giving birth.

Some husbands went in to accompany them, but the results were not ideal, and even went far from the original intention, running counter to it.

Originally, they imagined that the husband would know the wife's pain and how he would be after the birth, but the reality was tragic, and a bunch of messes were made.

Later, this matter just fizzled out.

Speaking of it now, it is because the current situation is somewhat similar to that time.

Bai Chuzhang said, "Interventional Surgery is different; it's simple and almost painless during the surgery. Later, using a hemostatic pad, I even think the patient can walk back on their own, without needing a stretcher at all."

"It is a Level 4 surgery after all, so there still needs to be a bit of a sense of ritual."

"Ji Xiang's luck is really good," Li Zhuren sighed after a moment of silence.

"I don't think so," Bai Chuzhang denied. "I think it's the production team that is basking in Ji Xiang's good luck."

"What you say also makes sense."

The camera was a bit bumpy, the image swaying back and forth, struggling to follow behind the previously gentle and elegant General Manager Han Chu.

However, the just-refined General Manager Han soon revealed his true colors as a scumbag; he gave Fan Dao a look, told Fan Dao in an unquestionable tone not to continue filming, and then walked in quickly.

"Hahaha, I knew it would be like this," Li Zhuren laughed.

"It's not good to film casually in the hospital," Bai Chuzhang said. "Otherwise, one would have to say it's a hospital in the South, bold and very enlightened. If this happened in our hospital, we'd be roasted to death."

"Sigh, look at what you're saying."

Li Zhuren stared at the screen; although he roughly guessed what kind of patient they were going to face, he didn't know how the production team had arranged it.

Interventional Surgery is indeed not against the rules, but there is still bowel resection to follow.

The difficulty coefficient of this kind of surgery is extremely high, involving collaboration between different departments; it is not something that can be done just because one person is good at surgery.

The camera didn't follow inside, but soon the scene changed, and they saw Li Zhuren wearing a sterile cap, wearing a sterile gown, and shuffling in slippers under his feet, the shoe covers on the slippers rustling as he walked over with big strides.

Fan Dao greeted him, but Li Zhuren's eyes clearly didn't see Fan Dao, and he didn't even hide the hostility and disregard he carried.

The camera sent Fan Dao inside, and the two walked further and further away until a drooling, short, fat Doctor appeared.

Only the Camera Crew remained in the frame, looking a bit pitiful.

……

……

Dean Zhao's home.

The father and son sat on the sofa watching the TV program.

Zhao Tianjiao bit his cheek, his jowls bulging, his expression different from the first two episodes. He was very serious, and in his seriousness, there was some nervousness, looking as if he were one of the Interns participating in the reality show.

But Zhao Jixiang's expression was calm, watching silently.

"Dad, what kind of patient is it?" Zhao Tianjiao asked in confusion, seeing that the production team's footage remained outside.

"Likely a patient with intestinal bleeding," Zhao Jixiang explained. "Interventional Surgery for Embolization, then resection once ischemia occurs but before it reaches the stage of necrosis."

Zhao Tianjiao listened, completely bewildered.

He was only a Standardized Training Student and hadn't yet come into contact with such profound content.

Next was the guests' small talk; Zhao Tianjiao only felt they were noisy and had no interest at all. He prayed silently in his heart, please don't let Ji Xiang show off again, please!

Although Ji Xiang and Zhao Tianjiao had no contact and did not constitute a direct conflict of interest, Zhao Tianjiao was inexplicably worried, or rather, very jealous.

Soon, the scene changed, and the camera moved from the Review Room to the entrance of the ward.

A familiar figure walked over with big strides, making Zhao Tianjiao's eyelids twitch.

Zhao Jixiang moved slightly, adjusted his glasses, and frowned as he watched Ji Xiang's figure walk over.

"Fan Dao." Ji Xiang walked up to Fan Dao and bowed slightly; even in his haste, he did not lose his manners, and one could tell from the details that he had an excellent upbringing.

"Doctor Xiao Ji, what is it?" Fan Dao asked, somewhat puzzled.

"This is the patient's son, and the patient's situation is as follows."

Ji Xiang briefly introduced the patient's condition.

It was about the same as what Bai Chuzhang, Liu Zhuren, and Zhao Jixiang had guessed.

"Does the film crew have the funds?" Ji Xiang asked directly.

"We do, but the amount is limited." After Fan Dao finished speaking, he looked at the middle-aged man who had followed Ji Xiang out. "How much money is needed?"

"30,000 to 50,000."

"Two or three tens of thousands is fine, but if it's..." Fan Dao's assistant said.

"Fan Dao." Ji Xiang said sternly, "Give me a straight answer; this is about saving a life, not negotiating a business deal."

When this sentence was spoken, Bai Chuzhang slapped the table with a 'bang', giving Liu Zhuren a start.

Zhao Jixiang sat up straight, staring fixedly at Ji Xiang on the screen.

(End of chapter)