Chapter 493: The Combination of Reality and Animation

"Dad, I don't understand this surgery," Zhao Tianjiao said, speaking the truth.

Zhao Yuanzhang gave his son a simple explanation of the surgical principles.

Although he was not an Interventional Department doctor himself, Zhao Yuanzhang had been on excellent terms with Wang Gang back in the day, and it was precisely because of Wang Gang's departure that the story of the gathering and scattering of the Four Great Vajras of the Interventional Department came to be. Because of Wang Gang, Zhao Yuanzhang had understood a bit about Interventional Surgery back then; he couldn't call himself a professional, but he was capable of explaining it to his son.

"And then what, Dad?" Zhao Tianjiao asked.

"Wait a moment," Zhao Yuanzhang said. "Let's see how the Surgical Operation is done."

"???" Zhao Tianjiao was full of question marks.

However, he knew from his old man's expression that he couldn't interrupt his train of thought at this moment, so he had to suppress his curiosity and watch, filled with suspicion.

On the program, the Interventional Surgery had already ended, and Li Ming, the Director, began to explain the surgery that had just taken place in front of the camera.

This episode really filmed the Interventional Surgery very thoroughly, and Li Zhuren Ming's explanation was also very detailed.

Although for an ordinary person, listening to it once was useless, Zhao Tianjiao, who had previously known nothing about Interventional Surgery, understood immediately after hearing his explanation how the subsequent surgery would be performed.

But Zhao Tianjiao still hadn't grasped his old man's point.

It was just that Li Zhuren Ming's enthusiasm for Ji Xiang made Zhao Tianjiao feel very uncomfortable. After explaining the basic surgical process, Li Zhuren Ming began to interact with Ji Xiang in front of the camera lens.

Seeing this scene, Zhao Tianjiao was even more consumed by jealousy.

"Under normal circumstances, super-selecting to the Level 4 blood vessel branch is sufficient; an ordinary interventional doctor can barely manage by super-selecting to Level 3," Li Zhuren said earnestly. "When we were performing the surgery just now, I exchanged a few words with Ji Yisheng Xiang, and he said he could try to super-select one level further down."

Li Zhuren did not hold back his praise and compliments for Ji Xiang.

Zhao Tianjiao had been burned to ashes by his anger.

But he caught a glimpse of his old man sitting upright as if he were watching the evening news, watching without blinking.

As long as the old man didn't have social engagements, he had to watch the evening news; Zhao Tianjiao had never understood this since he was a child.

But as he slowly grew up, Zhao Tianjiao vaguely understood something.

However, watching a variety show with the intensity of the evening news was something Zhao Tianjiao could not understand.

He moved his lips, but did not speak.

Interrupting the old man's thinking at this time would definitely lead to a scolding.

"Because the Superior Mesenteric Artery forms an arterial network, super-selecting to a Level 3 blood vessel and performing embolization would require the resection of 60-70cm of the intestine; if one super-selects to a Level 4 blood vessel and performs embolization, about 40cm of the intestine would be resected."

Li Zhuren continued to explain.

"My ability is capped right here."

Hearing this sentence from Li Zhuren, Zhao Tianjiao was stunned.

He must be a shill hired by Ji Xiang!

A department director of a prestigious Grade A Tertiary Hospital actually admitting defeat in front of the camera, saying his own surgery was inferior to an intern's!

If this wasn't a shill, what was it!

For a moment, Zhao Tianjiao even suspected something was wrong with his ears. He even suspected he was dreaming; otherwise, it was impossible to hear such bizarre and outlandish words from the mouth of a long-established, veteran director.

"But Ji Yisheng Xiang super-selected one level further down, tried it, and succeeded. I estimate that the Gastrointestinal Surgery department only needs to resect 20cm of the intestine."

Li Zhuren continued to explain and provided the reasoning.

Zhao Tianjiao's brain was a mess; Li Zhuren Ming's words went in one ear and out the other.

He couldn't understand it.

He knew the meaning of every word Li Zhuren said, but when strung together, they left Zhao Tianjiao incomparably confused.

"Lao Li, awesome, only resected 20cm of the intestine."

The voice of that drooling surgeon came from the operating room.

However, Zhao Tianjiao's attention was not on the drool, but on the 20cm of intestine.

The old man had just mentioned a case where the patient died after surgery precisely because too much of the intestine had been resected.

As for why they died, Zhao Tianjiao had many explanations, even considering possibilities like Dumping Syndrome, which shouldn't have appeared.

If only 20cm of the intestine was resected, did that mean Ji Xiang's surgical level was so powerful that it was one or two major levels higher than that surgeon from the Second Affiliated Hospital back then?

Thinking about it, Zhao Tianjiao was a bit dazed.

After an unknown amount of time, Zhao Jixiang coughed.

"Tianjiao, do you know where the difficulty of the surgery lies?"

After seeing the result of the Surgical Operation, Zhao Yuanzhang stopped listening and asked Zhao Tianjiao.

Zhao Tianjiao shook his head.

"Only resecting 20cm of the intestine, 20cm. How is this possible, how is it possible..." Zhao Yuanzhang muttered.

"Dad, what's wrong with you?" Zhao Tianjiao asked in surprise, lowering his voice.

"I have always harbored deep hostility toward Ji Xiang."

At home, Zhao Yuanzhang spoke very bluntly, without the slightest concealment. Zhao Tianjiao was startled; this was the first time he had felt unconcealed killing intent from the old man.

"In the grand competition, you being able to break my record is the student surpassing the master, but what right does Ji Xiang have!"

"He was favored by Qin, and even scolded Qin into the hospital in public." As he spoke, Zhao Yuanzhang smiled slightly. "Regarding this matter, I consulted several experts in the interventional field, and everyone had different opinions."

"I won't give you the details. Performing a surgery slightly roughly actually has its benefits; it's not always necessary to super-select a Level 4 blood vessel. And sometimes, super-selecting a Level 4 blood vessel doesn't necessarily yield better surgical results."

"I've said too much, and you aren't planning to be an interventional doctor. Let's talk about Ji Xiang's technique."

"Only resecting 20cm of the intestine, this was unthinkable in the past. Since I started working, I have seen at least a hundred patients die from this type of disease..."

Just as he was speaking, the scene shifted, and a beautiful animation appeared before their eyes.

Zhao Yuanzhang seemed to have forgotten what he was saying to his son; he stared blankly at the animation that Fan Dao had commissioned three top domestic companies to rush out overnight.

The animation was very coherent, 3D produced, movie-level, and the clarity was very high; even Zhao Tianjiao was dumbfounded.

A Guide Wire followed the puncture point into the blood vessel; the animation was made vividly, then found the location of the colon bleeding and performed embolization.

Subsequently, the area of local embolization became ischemic, the intestinal tube changed color, and a Scalpel descended to begin the resection and anastomosis of the intestine.

The complex surgical process was vividly depicted by the simple animation.

If Ji Xiang's previous surgeries were too highbrow to be appreciated, with less than 5% of even the doctors in the medical field able to understand them, then the following animation was vulgar to the extreme, something an ordinary person could understand at a glance.

Connecting it to the previous surgery, combining reality with animation, everything was explained vividly and thoroughly.

Zhao Yuanzhang watched the animation in a daze, goosebumps rising all over his body.

What kind of hit the production team wanted to create had nothing to do with Zhao Yuanzhang; he vaguely guessed something, and his eyes narrowed all of a sudden.

(End of this chapter)