Chapter 532: Reality and Imagination

"This is just too awesome... How did the Camera Crew manage this?" Liu Zhuren said in a low voice.

His tone was full of disbelief.

It could be said that in all of Liu Zhuren's life, he had never seen such realistic animation.

"Throwing money at it," Bai Chuzhang said. "Besides throwing money at it, they also needed the cooperation of the surgeon at the local hospital. There are many details in the movements that the surgeon wouldn't even be able to recall without careful reflection; it's already Muscle Memory."

"The Camera Crew is also very attentive; they actually gave the surgeon a close-up! That close-up is truly great. If only they could make an animation for me, even if it were just a few seconds," Liu Zhuren smiled, feeling a little envious.

How good it would be if he could appear in an animation. In the future, he could show this segment to his grandson and tell him how awesome he was back in the day.

"They really put in a tremendous amount of effort," Bai Chuzhang said with emotion.

At this moment, urged on by the Guangtou Zhuchiren in the Review Room, Shen Ke began to look up information.

The search results for the 14 cases of Fuqiaoyouli boli ti Tumor over the past few decades shocked everyone once again.

Bai Chuzhang and Liu Zhuren knew this disease was rare, but they hadn't expected it to be this rare.

There are certainly more than 14 cases globally, but definitely not many more.

And yet, it actually appeared on a show, and a variety show at that; it should have appeared at a medical conference!

Bai Chuzhang twirled his wine glass, as if the surgeon were twirling the Tumor, his index finger constantly rubbing against it, not knowing what he was thinking.

"Lao Bai!" Liu Zhuren really disliked the guest review segment; he looked at Bai Chuzhang and said, "I didn't expect the Camera Crew to actually come up with new tricks."

"I really like the animation production segment, but it's a pity our hospital won't allocate the funds."

"You say that as if you'd dare to use it even if they did allocate the funds," Liu Zhuren laughed, pointing out the regret in Bai Chuzhang's heart. "Even if you were purely serving the public, if you threw such a large sum of money at a useless animation, you'd be sued to death. Accusations of corruption or whatever would be pinned on you; let's see how you'd handle that."

"It's done so well."

Bai Chuzhang knew he couldn't do it, so he could only look at the TV with watering eyes, recalling the exquisite animation just now, ignoring the facts Liu Zhuren mentioned.

The entire surgical process was almost perfect, and the control of light and shadow reached a master level.

The two details—when the surgeon rubbed the Tumor to judge if it had a "pedicle," and when it was in the pathology basin on the instrument table—used light and shadow with consummate skill.

This was using cinematic concepts to produce animation; both were at a master level, and when they collided, sparks flew.

Moreover, this surgery was extremely rare.

It wasn't just the general audience who were interested; it stirred the minds of every Doctor watching the show.

The operating room was quiet, and everyone, including the surgeon, was waiting silently.

The animation displayed this scene, showing the operating room waiting period that ordinary people take for granted.

"Hahaha, this is nonsense," Liu Zhuren laughed loudly. "Waiting for the intraoperative frozen section, and not saying a single word?"

"Perhaps this is how ordinary people perceive the operating room," Bai Chuzhang said. "The director didn't get bogged down in this segment; it's quite good."

"Good my foot."

"Do you want them to film you guys driving on the operating table for you to be happy?"

"Hahaha." Liu Zhuren was in high spirits, especially happy, as if he had drunk a bit too much.

"Lao Bai, Xiao Ji is truly not bad."

"Mm, whether it's the rare disease or seeing patients in the Outpatient Department, his performance is impeccable," Bai Chuzhang said. "Actually, the latter doesn't matter; it's just a gimmick. Only 14 similar Patients have been encountered worldwide in decades; whether one knows about it or not really isn't important."

"If it were normal, it would probably just be a Laparotomy, taking the Tumor out and sending it for pathology. If the pathological examination is fine and the Patient recovers and is discharged, the surgeon probably wouldn't even know what happened," Liu Zhuren added.

"True," Bai Chuzhang said. "Did you know that Xu Yisheng from the Department of Nephrology was complained about a few days ago?"

"Which day doesn't have a Doctor being complained about? But Xiao Xu has a good temper; how could she be complained about?"

"She was seeing patients in the Outpatient Department that day, and a Patient came in and placed their phone face down on the table."

"Recording?!"

"Mm."

"..." Liu Zhuren scratched his head, the alcohol buzz dissipating by more than half.

He glared fiercely at Bai Chuzhang. "Bringing up the recording matter at a time like this is really a buzzkill."

"Everyone will encounter it. Did you notice that Xiao Ji subconsciously checked the Patient's movements just now while seeing patients?" Bai Chuzhang asked.

"..." Liu Zhuren was speechless.

He didn't have this awareness, or rather, this sense of defensive awareness was relatively weak.

He hadn't expected Ji Xiang to have already surpassed him in all sorts of small details.

"Xiao Ji is more mature than you," Bai Chuzhang gave an "objective" evaluation. "Although he didn't see the Patient's recording action, and since it was a show recording, it was impossible for a recording to happen. However, in his subconscious, he still glanced at the Patient."

"Pfft, maybe he just looked casually."

"Every sentence Xiao Ji said to the Patient was impeccable, or rather, one couldn't pick out any obvious faults."

"That's true."

"Alright, the show is probably about done by now. Whether watching for the excitement or the expertise, everyone can find their own points."

Seeing that the show time was about up, Bai Chuzhang stretched.

"I'm going to pay the bill. Are you still watching the commercials?"

"Not watching."

The two packed up their things to leave, while the animation continued on the screen.

When the results of the intraoperative frozen section were received as a benign Tumor, the operating room was filled with joy.

Although it looked a bit exaggerated, Bai Chuzhang and Liu Zhuren both knew this was the truth.

The Patient is fine, the surgeon can get off the table early, the Nurse can also rest; everyone is happy.

This is from a utilitarian perspective.

If from a realistic perspective, every Doctor is actually hoping in the depths of their heart that the Patient is fine, stemming from the most basic conscience.

Therefore, the slightly flamboyant cheering is real, while the scene of waiting silently for the intraoperative frozen section like a machine is the most ridiculous part.

Following that was the footage recorded by the Camera Crew, arriving at the pathology department to gain some understanding of this department.

Neither Liu Zhuren nor Bai Chuzhang felt any curiosity about this; the Pathology Department at the Affiliated Hospital was larger than their own department, with dozens of intraoperative frozen sections and major pathology cases to process every day, so they could not function without sufficient manpower.

They estimated that their Pathology Department must have one or two hundred staff members.

It was very fitting to describe them as having strong soldiers and sturdy horses.

Just as the two of them stood up to leave, a voice came from the television.

"Mengmeng, what are you busy with?"

"Doctor Ji Xiang said he wants to write a Gegan baodao on this case, so I am looking for materials."

"Oh?!" Liu Zhuren's footsteps paused slightly.

Ji Xiang is quite something, recording a variety show while also writing a research paper.

Bai Chuzhang's heart stirred, and he turned his head to glance at the television.

(End of this chapter)