Chapter 531: Exquisitely Produced

"Teacher Shen, could you introduce what one should pay attention to when seeing outpatients?" the bald host asked with a crooked mouth.

The scene he had just seen was very exciting; he was a little excited, or at the very least, he was acting very excited, which made his mouth crooked even more severely.

"There isn't actually anything special to pay attention to when seeing outpatients," Professor Shen said a meaningless sentence, then immediately composed himself.

Everything Ji Xiang had just done was very fluid, and the logic from start to finish was relatively rigorous... mostly because of good luck.

If the person from the Nursing Department who was pretending to be the Patient hadn't intentionally made things difficult for Ji Xiang, it's unlikely anyone would have been able to see where the problem lay.

People aren't like those characters in novels with X-ray vision who can watch people bathe and see the glaring diagnosis written on a patient's forehead.

But understanding is one thing, and being clear is another; if Professor Shen really had to explain it clearly, that would be a different matter.

After a pause of more than ten seconds, Professor Shen roughly straightened out his thoughts and began to gossip.

Watching the guests on the television "talking nonsense," Liu Zhuren poured two glasses of wine full and raised his glass.

"Lao Bai, let's have one!"

"Drink less," Bai Chuzhang said. "Learn from Ji Xiang's attitude toward surgery. If you drink too much, your hands will shake."

"He's like an ascetic monk; I don't believe he can keep that up until he's 30," Liu Zhuren said dismissively. "Today's program is very strange. Usually, you put the climax at the two-thirds mark, but they got everyone excited right from the start, so everything that follows looks dull."

"The production team is having a hard time, too," Bai Chuzhang said, picking up his glass, clinking it lightly, and drinking a third of it. "A variety show that's filmed as it's written—who else would dare to do this besides them? I reckon everyone on the production team is already exhausted; they're just putting out whatever good content they have immediately."

"It's still early, there's no point in watching any further," Liu Zhuren picked up his phone and glanced at the time. "How about we go to an internet cafe and play some World of Warcraft? I heard a classic server came out."

"What? You want to perform that old gag for me of running from Tie Lu Bu to Bao Feng Cheng?" Bai Chuzhang asked with a smile.

Going to an internet cafe was just a whim; they were both old men in their forties with a pile of things to do, and they didn't have the energy to play that old game again.

The two talked as they went, watching the program occasionally, no longer paying much attention.

After a long commercial break, what appeared on the screen was a hospital-wide consultation.

This segment was filmed later, and the voiceover narrated the Patient's current medical history.

The voiceover wasn't reading from the Medical Record, but rather using language that ordinary people could understand to tell the story of a patient's experience from falling ill to becoming a challenge for numerous department heads.

After hearing just a few sentences, Liu Zhuren and Bai Chuzhang both fell silent, their gazes turning back to the television.

They really are playing with everything!

A Tumor: emergency examination showed it in the pelvic cavity, after admission a CT scan found it near the Gallbladder, and a follow-up examination showed it in the middle-lower abdomen.

"Lao Bai, it has to be those large Grade A Tertiary Hospitals; you can encounter any kind of case there," Liu Zhuren said softly.

"With that population base, many rare diseases become common ones. The lady who cleans at Peking Union Medical College Hospital can diagnose difficult and complicated cases; doesn't that sound like a sweeping monk?" Bai Chuzhang said. "But this is also the production team's good luck; I don't believe they can encounter similar cases at Hang Yi Da Yi Fu Yuan every day."

"What disease do you think it is?"

"I don't know," Bai Chuzhang said frankly.

During the hospital-wide consultation, the various department heads stated their views, which were glossed over hastily without taking much time.

Subsequently, the camera turned to Ji Xiang.

The Gastrointestinal Surgery department head threw the problem to Ji Xiang, and then received a very "bizarre" point of view.

At the same time, Professor Shen in the Review Room, as a professional, also explained the irrationality of Ji Xiang's deduction.

The Patient went in for emergency surgery, and the animation produced by the production team appeared immediately.

A Right rectus abdominis incision, cutting layer by layer into the abdomen, with peritoneal protection. The surgeon then reached a hand into the Patient's abdominal cavity, groping bit by bit in the outer area.

This was where the benefit of animation was shown.

Transparent and visible, using shadows and technical means to fully reveal the sense of depth.

Bai Chuzhang and Liu Zhuren watched, feeling refreshed and delighted; they had unconsciously put themselves in the surgeon's position, as if they were standing in front of the operating table performing the surgery themselves.

Liu Zhuren's earlier remark that this episode wasn't worth watching had long since been forgotten to the ends of the earth.

One-third of the surgeon's right forearm was extended into the Patient's abdominal cavity, feeling for the Tumor in the middle of the intestines.

He was very careful; the animation was produced quite beautifully, and they even gave the surgeon a "close-up."

The moment he touched the Tumor, the face between the sterile cap and the surgical mask was illuminated by the shadowless lamp, while the light on other parts was slightly dimmer; his expression shifted slightly, vivid and lifelike.

In coordination with the surgeon not directly removing the Tumor, but instead feeling it out bit by bit with his fingers, the surgeon's expression changed in every frame, yet there was no obvious change.

This was a very profound feeling.

The surgeon's caution and his "walking on thin ice" attitude were displayed vividly in less than ten seconds of animation.

Bai Chuzhang and Liu Zhuren were both stunned.

This was movie-level animation, and not just ordinary movie-level animation, but master-level!

What was most incredible was that this animation wasn't polished over years, but made in just a few days, and yet it was so exquisite and lifelike.

Just how much money did the production team dump into this!

After the surgeon felt around and didn't find a "pedicle," the lighting returned to normal.

He gently "pinched" the Tumor and took it out of the abdominal cavity.

He used a disposable protective bag for the Tumor at the site of the peritoneal protection to bag the tumor, careful not to contaminate the surgical field.

Subsequently, the surgeon had the Instrument Nurse clear a contaminated area, someone helped adjust the lighting, and a beam of light fell on the Tumor.

At this point, the surgeon first extended his right thumb and index finger, gesturing simply.

A floating ruler appeared inexplicably in the animation, rising from the bottom of the Tumor, and the numbers were changing rapidly.

Finally, that virtual floating ruler told everyone watching the program in front of the screen the diameter of the Tumor.

"Damn it!" Liu Zhuren cursed under his breath.

After the surgeon gestured, he reached out for a scalpel.

With one cut, he cut very slowly, and it was a bit awkward in the pathology basin.

This was because he was afraid the Tumor was cystic; if he cut it open, the fluid would spray everywhere, contaminating the surgical field and causing secondary metastasis.

However, the surgeon was overthinking it; the Tumor was solid. After cutting it, he looked at it carefully for a moment and had the Circulating Nurse send it for examination.

The next second, the camera turned to the real footage, where the Camera Crew waiting outside recorded a Nurse wearing a sterile gown, with shoe covers on, walking with the wind, making a rustling sound, carrying a red pathology bucket and rushing all the way to the pathology department.

Every step was exactly the same as a normal surgical procedure; one could tell at a glance that a professional Doctor was providing guidance.

Even the Nurse's shoe covers and red bucket were all presented one by one.

(End of this chapter)