Chapter 549: God-Level Communication Ability

"The patient's preliminary diagnosis was acute appendicitis, requiring surgical removal. The surgery went very smoothly; everyone knows that an appendectomy is one of the simplest clinical procedures, with little difficulty."

"But after the surgery, the patient unexpectedly developed paraplegia."

"Paraplegia?!" the Guangtou Zhuchiren asked in surprise.

"Yes, paraplegia." Professor Shen nodded. "The consultation process was very tedious, so I won't go into detail. Later, the diagnosis was endometriosis. Because of the stress from the surgery and anesthesia, the menstrual period was triggered early, and the ectopic endometrial tissue bled, compressing the nerves and causing hemiplegia. Later, the patient underwent surgery and recovered and was discharged."

"Similar illnesses strike suddenly; without a certain level of clinical experience, it's impossible to explain, and it appears to be a medical malpractice... but I've digressed. Let's go back to talking about endometriosis."

"Distant metastasis of endometriosis is not common, and many doctors with rich clinical experience have never seen it, because it primarily appears between the smooth muscles of the uterus. I have seen many similar patients in severe pain; Doctor Ji Xiang is right, the treatment plan is to remove the uterus."

"If a female patient has already given birth, the acceptance of this treatment plan is not low, but it is very difficult for very young women to accept." As Professor Shen spoke, his tone grew heavy, as if he were remembering something.

"Teacher Shen, is it true that the interventional surgery Doctor Ji Xiang mentioned can treat endometriosis? Why do I feel that according to his claims, interventional surgery can cure a hundred diseases?" a guest asked in confusion.

This was also the confusion of the others.

"I... don't know." Professor Shen sighed helplessly. "Interventional surgery has supposedly been developing in the country for many years, but I have very little understanding of it. Li Zhuren of the Affiliated Hospital and Doctor Ji Xiang are right; let alone ordinary patients and family members, even we 'professionals' don't know much about this."

The Guangtou Zhuchiren asked, "Teacher Shen, do you think it's likely that Doctor Ji Xiang was just speaking off the cuff?"

"I don't think he was speaking off the cuff." Professor Shen became serious, and he said very earnestly, "First, if he were speaking off the cuff to trick the patient down, the illness would still exist, and the depression wouldn't be alleviated; it could only solve the problem temporarily."

"Secondly..."

Professor Shen was still counting off points on his fingers, and the many guests were listening with great interest, but he stopped just as he reached the second point.

"Teacher Shen?" the Guangtou Zhuchiren asked with a crooked mouth.

"I don't know the principles and details of the specific surgery; we'll wait for the interview with Li Zhuren later to have a real expert explain it."

"Is there anything else?" the Guangtou Zhuchiren pressed.

"The rest is just curiosity." Professor Shen looked at the patient on the screen with a puzzled expression. "Communicating with a patient is in itself a very difficult task, especially given the special circumstances at hand—the patient's emotions are high, and one wrong word... the consequences would be unimaginable."

"But every word Doctor Ji Xiang said hit the mark, and combined with his vivid description of the pain caused by endometriosis, to be honest, I don't really believe anyone could do that."

"However, this happened right before my eyes and was recorded by Fan Dao's camera crew; even if I wanted to disbelieve it, I couldn't."

Professor Shen's words stirred resonance among the guests.

Ji Xiang's exquisite, movie-star-level "performance" was very brilliant; quite a few people noticed this.

But if one thought about it one layer deeper, one would discover the terrifying nature of Ji Xiang's hitting the nail on the head.

From tearing his white uniform and running upstairs to talking with the patient, the time for thought was extremely short; one could say there was no time for thought at all.

But Ji Xiang acted as if he had carefully considered everything, and the first sentence he said to the patient hit the vital point. The subsequent analysis of the patient's condition was also very precise, making one sigh in admiration.

It was just that this precision made one feel it was incredible; looking back on it now, the professional Professor Shen felt as if he were dreaming.

If he were to put himself in Ji Xiang's position, he feared the patient would have already been sent to the funeral home.

"To be honest," Professor Shen gave a bitter smile, "I even suspect the patient is an actor hired by the production team."

The Guangtou Zhuchiren's lips trembled a few times, as if he were cursing.

"Teacher Shen, you're joking. In such a serious matter, how could it be possible to hire someone to act?" the Guangtou Zhuchiren explained with a forced grin.

"Xiao Ji... how did he do it?" Liu Zhuren asked, not with surprise, but with complete bewilderment.

"I have absolutely no idea." Bai Chuzhang stared intently at the television; although the image was paused, he was still watching with full concentration, his brain operating at high speed, and one could faintly hear the roar of a turbocharger.

Such powerful communication ability only existed in legends.

What was different from the legends was that no one knew what the doctors in those legends with "god-level" communication abilities actually said to their patients, whereas every word Ji Xiang said to the suicidal patient had been "translated" by a lip-reading expert.

It sounded very simple; Ji Xiang just stated his girlfriend's experience once. Those who didn't know would wring their hands over Ji Xiang's tragic experience.

But Bai Chuzhang and Liu Zhuren knew the truth about Ji Xiang; at the very least, they knew exactly what Ji Xiang had been doing for the last six months.

Therefore, the two of them fell into a fog of confusion.

Strong surgical ability could be attributed to being naturally gifted; Bai Chuzhang himself was a genius-type surgeon, and Liu Zhuren's hands-on ability was not bad either.

Even Ji Xiang's diagnostic ability could be explained as a lucky guess, fortune-teller style.

But!

What they couldn't understand was how Ji Xiang could have movie-star-level acting skills!

Having come into contact with many patients and their family members, the two could tell at a glance who was truly heartbroken and who was performing without any real substance.

Ji Xiang's tears and statement just now came from the heart; he seemed to have truly experienced the tragic event of his girlfriend jumping to her death, unable to bear the torment.

After a few seconds of silence, Bai Chuzhang said cautiously, "When Xiao Ji comes back, I'll find him a psychologist."

"This... that's not necessary, is it?" Liu Zhuren replied in surprise.

"No," Bai Chuzhang said very firmly. "A great taboo for a doctor is empathy. Seeing so many people pass away before one's eyes every year, if he always insists on putting himself in their shoes, he will collapse very quickly."

"Xiao Ji doesn't seem like..." Liu Zhuren stopped mid-sentence.

Doesn't seem like the fragile type?

The image of Ji Xiang crying bitterly flashed before Liu Zhuren's eyes; that kind of bone-deep sorrow was hard to describe, but Liu Zhuren could feel it clearly.

"If he's always like this, the person will be ruined," Bai Chuzhang said very seriously.

"Do you have a psychologist you're familiar with? Don't bring in a fraud," Liu Zhuren said.

"I'll ask around later."

As the two spoke, the commentary from the guests in the Review Room ended, and the footage continued.

Ji Xiang wiped his nose with his sleeve, his expression resolute and firm, no longer having any attachment to the whole world, as if he were about to jump down in the next second.

(End of chapter)