Chapter 559: Let Me Show You the Da Vinci Surgical System

Fan Dao felt ashamed.

It really had nothing to do with him; in fact, at the very beginning, he even held some hostility toward Ji Xiang, thinking he was just hitching a ride on his show.

Never in his wildest dreams did he expect that a variety show would become a national-level hit because of Ji Xiang!

Moreover, the experts and directors at the hospital also highly approved of Ji Xiang, even willing to argue with each other over him.

Fan Dao smiled, "That is because Doctor Ji Xiang is impressive; our domestic medical field has a promising future."

The two exchanged pleasantries, engaging in mutual commercial flattery, talking grandiosely, and killing time.

A few minutes later, Zou Fuzhuren strode in. His mask was slightly crooked, and a glistening string of saliva stretched from the gap in his mask, making him look like a foolish son of a wealthy landlord weighing one hundred and eighty jin.

"I'm going to contact Doctor Ji Xiang," Zou Fuzhuren said impatiently after entering. "What is so great about the Urology Department anyway, really!"

"..." Fan Dao said nothing, silently watching Zou Fuzhuren, his mind reconstructing what had just happened outside the door.

To be honest, Fan Dao did not quite understand why Zou Fuzhuren wanted to fight over Ji Xiang.

An Intern, and Ji Xiang had even stated that he would return to the Second Affiliated Hospital in his hometown after filming the show; what Zou Fuzhuren was doing was completely meaningless.

But since Zou Fuzhuren had said so, he would just do as he asked; Fan Dao did not refuse.

However, Fan Dao had some understanding of the internal hierarchy of contempt within the hospital. Zou Fuzhuren, a man who "cleans out the manure," was actually looking down on those who "clear the sewers." Fan Dao muttered a few words of silent criticism in his heart.

Half an hour later.

"Slurp~"

Zou Fuzhuren sucked in his saliva and patted Ji Xiang's shoulder forcefully, "Doctor Xiao Ji, follow me for ten days, and I will show you our Gastrointestinal Surgery. Although ten days isn't long, during this time I will show you the latest, most cutting-edge technology in our department's field."

Fan Dao was confused listening from behind. Was this Zou Fuzhuren's goal? It sounded a bit unreliable.

"Thank you, Teacher Zou," Ji Xiang said politely.

"Pah, I've long heard of your great name; it's no mere flattery. Let me tell you some gossip: that coward Lao Li mumbles every time he gets drunk, saying that the Interventional Department at Shanghai Hepatobiliary Hospital has ruined the entire discipline, giving people the impression that your Interventional Department can't do anything right."

Fan Dao pricked up his ears and moved them slightly.

The long-atrophied ear muscles instantly evolved ten thousand years, positioning the outer ear, ear canal, and eardrum perfectly to receive every word of the casual chat between Zou Fuzhuren and Ji Xiang without missing a beat.

Although this segment couldn't be included in the show, it allowed Fan Dao to have a deeper understanding of Ji Xiang.

"I just can't stand that coward, and I can't stand Ling Tian from Shanghai Hepatobiliary Hospital. If you have a problem, just go confront him when the academic conference starts; don't indulge his foul temper."

Ji Xiang smiled, non-committal to Zou Fuzhuren's words.

Zou Fuzhuren chuckled, "I have a bad temper and a straightforward nature; otherwise, Lao Li would have become a director, and I would still be a deputy director. Come to think of it, that time I went to Shanghai for the academic conference, Lao Li got drunk after returning and bragged to me about how good that little Standardized Training Student that Qin was interested in was."

"Looking at you now, although you are young, you are indeed impressive!"

"Teacher Zou, you are too kind," Ji Xiang replied gently.

"We're our own people, no need for such formalities. I'll take you to see the Da Vinci Surgical System. This thing is indeed good, but it's just too expensive, and the core technology is all in the hands of the United States. You need permission just to turn it on, and it costs money. They've gone blind with greed, wanting money for everything," Zou Fuzhuren grumbled.

"Let's talk about the benefits first. When I first started working, I performed a pancreaticoduodenectomy; the post-operative period was truly a brush with death. This procedure was also known as the top-tier procedure in General Surgery at the time, and the success rate wasn't high."

"Guess how it is now."

As Zou Fuzhuren spoke, he slurped his saliva. His short, stout body trembled with fat, as if he were showing off something to Ji Xiang.

However, before Ji Xiang could answer, Zou Fuzhuren continued on his own, "Now, with the pancreaticoduodenectomy performed using robotic arms, the Patient doesn't even go to the ICU; they go straight back to the general ward and start rehabilitation training on the third day after surgery."

"Impressive!" Ji Xiang praised.

Fan Dao didn't understand; he had no idea what kind of high-end, sophisticated procedure the pancreaticoduodenectomy Zou Fuzhuren mentioned was.

But it must involve many organs; in the past, a patient undergoing this surgery was like walking through the gates of hell, but now it was just like getting an appendectomy in the past.

"The robotic arm can take different angles. Things that used to rely on manual touch and experience-based judgment can now all be seen with the eyes. Just this point alone is very impressive," Zou Fuzhuren said, pulling Ji Xiang out. "But that thing is too expensive; just turning it on and off costs nearly one hundred thousand. Tsk tsk, it's simply outrageous."

Fan Dao clicked his tongue.

"The thing is good, it's just too expensive."

Zou Fuzhuren complained about the high cost of the Da Vinci Surgical System while slurping his saliva, dragging Ji Xiang toward the operating room.

Fan Dao tentatively tried to follow, but was blocked outside the changing room by Zou Fuzhuren's fierce glare and was not allowed in at all.

No way, these doctors are just like scumbags! Fan Dao thought with some anger; they are all the type who don't acknowledge you once they've put on their long johns.

Now is the time to wear long johns, not the time for them to be in a hurry to take them off, damn it!

"Director, this is also..." Fan Dao's assistant saw Zou Fuzhuren pulling Ji Xiang inside. Zou Fuzhuren might as well have said that the camera crew and dogs were not allowed to enter, and said this with a bitter and stifled expression.

This is just too damn infuriating, Fan Dao's assistant didn't say the rest of the words out loud.

"Sigh," Fan Dao sighed.

"Director, what should we do next?"

"Just wait." Fan Dao had no choice; he could only take the Camera Crew and wait outside.

"Director, I heard Zou Fuzhuren mention the Da Vinci Surgical System. What is that thing? Do you know?"

"I heard a director from Peking Union Medical College Hospital mention it. It seems to be a battlefield medical technology researched by the United States military in the last century. Battlefield hospitals are equipped with the Da Vinci Surgical System, connected to the internet, and doctors far away can remotely control it to perform surgery."

Fan Dao's assistant was stunned. He thought about it carefully, his imagination running wild.

This was indeed a very awesome technology; in times of war, it could allow as many injured soldiers as possible to receive the best medical care.

Fan Dao started gossiping, and Fan Dao's assistant asked in confusion, "Director, why is it called the Da Vinci Surgical System? Is the company called Da Vinci?"

"Hahaha, the reason it's called Da Vinci is exactly the one you know."

"The painter?" Fan Dao's assistant was stunned.

"Da Vinci drew many manuscripts. In 1950, a batch of Da Vinci's manuscripts was discovered, among which was the concept of a robotic knight, powered by hydraulics."

"Isn't that the same as the wooden ox and flowing horse?"

"More or less, I heard people say..."

Fan Dao began to talk endlessly about the Da Vinci Surgical System, and the Xiao Zhu Li listened, dumbfounded.

That Da Vinci from hundreds of years ago would actually have an influence on today's cutting-edge medicine; thinking of this, he felt it was incredible.

"What a pity," Fan Dao sighed.

(End of chapter)