Chapter 490: Half-Time Champagne?

5.28 million

5.29 million

5.30 million

The number of concurrent viewers was constantly climbing; Fan Dao and the surrounding staff were both delighted and very nervous.

Some of them had solemn expressions, others clenched their fists in encouragement, staring fixedly at the rising data values.

They were only one step away from the highest concurrent viewership of the previous two seasons; for the production crew, this was a brilliant resume entry, the kind they could bring up when looking for jobs in the future.

Moreover, everyone had poured massive amounts of heart and soul into this season starting from the second episode, almost without rest or sleep.

Being able to see the concurrent viewership hit a record high was everyone's long-cherished wish.

Fan Dao watched the concurrent viewership constantly climbing; he wasn't nervous, but rather, his face blossomed into a smile.

When the behind-the-scenes financier forced him to produce a reality show, Fan Dao had been very desperate. He hadn't expected that by just the third episode, the concurrent viewership would have already broken the peak of the first two seasons.

612!

Boom~~~

Applause erupted in the control room.

"Director, it's a new high!"

"Congratulations, congratulations."

The staff began to celebrate.

Fan Dao smiled as he watched the data; not only had the numbers and curves hit a new high, but judging by the momentum, there were no signs of waning—it was actually getting more intense, with plenty of staying power.

"Pop~"

A bottle of champagne was opened, and joy diffused through the air.

Was this considered popping the champagne at halftime? Would it flop later on? Just like that AC Milan team from that year?

A bad thought surfaced in Fan Dao's mind.

"Director, I really didn't expect..." Fan Dao's assistant exclaimed.

"This is just the beginning." Fan Dao glanced at the young staff members celebrating with champagne and said with slight dissatisfaction.

The Xiao Zhu Li also knew that the heavy-hitting content of the third episode was still to come; he just found it hard to believe that the preceding footage alone had already set a new ratings record.

"Director, what do you think we should film for the next episode?" Fan Dao's assistant caught the dissatisfaction in Fan Dao's words and immediately thought of the future, staying vigilant in times of peace.

"Notify everyone, we'll have a meeting as soon as the show ends," Fan Dao said.

Fan Dao watched as the concurrent viewership continued to climb with great momentum, his gaze turning back to the program.

The Doctor pushed the gurney, hurrying toward the Operating Room.

In the post-production supplementary content, Guangtou Zhuchiren was chatting with Professor Shen about the Hybrid Operating Room.

This was a very important segment for understanding the surgical content before the operation.

At the time, Fan Dao had been completely confused when he heard the doctors talking about a Hybrid Operating Room, but he hadn't been able to ask during the emergency rescue.

Later, Fan Dao learned that a Hybrid Operating Room was simply an Operating Room where both Interventional Surgery and Surgical Operation could be performed simultaneously.

There weren't many such operating rooms, and they weren't commonly used; Hybrid Surgery accounted for a very small proportion of Clinical surgeries.

After a simple explanation, the screen returned to the Operating Room.

Li Zhuren stood in the surgeon's position, while Ji Xiang served as his assistant.

Puncture, hitting the mark on the first try, inserting the Guide Wire, and beginning the Super-selection.

Because of the setup from the previous surgery, there was no explanation here, nor were the guests' conversations included; there wasn't even a shot of the needle being withdrawn or the blood appearing.

Although Li Zhuren, Li Ming, had a very high level of skill, the surgical process had still been edited.

The surgery only retained the key points; the editing here had been done with Li Zhuren's consent and was executed with extreme care. Whether they were professional doctors or ordinary viewers, everyone felt the edited surgical process was smooth and coherent, possessing an almost artistic beauty.

Fan Dao couldn't understand the professional content, but since Li Zhuren approved and he himself felt there were no issues, a little pride welled up in him.

This segment could be said to appeal to both the refined and the popular.

Whether watching for the spectacle or the expertise, everyone could find something they liked in it.

And next, that paused video suddenly appeared.

Fan Dao had marked the time below, reminding the audience that the surgeon and the assistant were communicating.

"Lao Bai, are you drooling with envy?" Liu Zhuren asked.

He didn't know how to perform Interventional Surgery, but he watched it often. Especially after Ji Xiang began performing the Renal Cancer Embolization and Resection procedure, Liu Zhuren would always squat in the Interventional Department's Operating Room whenever he was free to watch Ji Xiang perform Interventional Surgery.

The Interventional Department at Hang Yi Da Yi Fu Yuan had a very high level of skill, which could be seen from the surgical process.

Although it had been edited, the timestamps below and the techniques used at several key points silently attested to this.

And this was exactly what Bai Chuzhang wanted.

It was a pity that his own hospital's Interventional Department was already being hollowed out by Nanfang Yiyuan; Jing Sheng, one of the Four Great Vajras from back in the day, was like a passing cloud, barely holding things together.

"They perform over 2,000 interventional surgeries a year; if you count circulatory, neurological, and vascular, the surgical volume is over 30,000. How can we compare with them?" Bai Chuzhang said indifferently, "Comparing underwear?"

"That metaphor of yours," Liu Zhuren said. "Look at Xiao Ji, going in as an assistant, how well he coordinates with the director over there; if you didn't know better, you'd think they had been working together for decades."

"When an assistant reaches this level, what do you think?"

Bai Chuzhang said something cryptic.

Others might not understand, but Liu Zhuren knew exactly what he meant.

The surgeon is more important than the assistant; this is the most basic common sense.

But being an assistant is not easy. If the whole time no one speaks, and the surgeon doesn't even give the assistant a look, yet the assistant can coordinate perfectly—in such a situation, either the two have performed countless surgeries together and have developed a tacit understanding, or the assistant's skill level exceeds that of the surgeon.

For the assistant to know exactly what the surgeon is going to do at every step and to coordinate perfectly, it is absolutely impossible to achieve unless the assistant's level is at least one tier above the surgeon's.

Both Bai Chuzhang and Liu Zhuren were top-tier in their own surgical fields; they wouldn't fail to understand such a simple principle.

"Lao Bai, I knew Doctor Xiao Ji's level was high, but I didn't know it was this high."

"What do you know," Bai Chuzhang said with disdain. "I noticed him back during the grand competition. Two-handed operation, multitasking—I've never seen such a thing in my life. Breaking records like it was child's play; you tell me how much potential that is."

"That's true." Liu Zhuren suddenly froze. He looked at the backs of Ji Xiang and Li Zhuren in confusion, noticing the time passing below.

"Why have they stopped moving?" Liu Zhuren asked. "Isn't the Super-selection successful? Aren't they about to perform the Embolization?"

"They must be discussing what material to use." Bai Chuzhang was also somewhat puzzled; he didn't understand this part either.

"Gelatin Sponge, obviously, what else could it be? Surely not Spring Coil? That's too expensive. Or maybe microspheres would work; I've heard Xiao Ji mention them."

"He said that over in Germany, in order to perform Interventional Surgery on hemorrhoid Patients, they researched a special Spring Coil that works extremely well."

"Pfft, that must be expensive," Liu Zhuren scoffed. "There's no possibility of it being popularized."

Bai Chuzhang said nothing. He stared at the screen, watching the motionless Ji Xiang and Li Zhuren, feeling puzzled in his heart.

What are they doing!

……

Meng Qingfei was sneaking a look at the program in the Duty Room.

Taking a glance during the lull when there were no Patients, being able to see Doctor Xiao Ji hacking through thorns and thistles along the way, Meng Qingfei felt "greatly gratified."

(End of this chapter)