Chapter 575: The Ability to Immerse Oneself

The Guangtou Zhuchiren tilted his head to look at Professor Shen, his mouth twisting as he asked, "Teacher Shen, I've also encountered similar problems. Examinations done at small hospitals aren't accepted by large Grade A Tertiary Hospitals, and after arriving at a higher-level hospital, one has to do them all over again."

"I feel like there's no need to do this. Why would Doctor Ji Xiang say that examinations from small hospitals are unreliable?"

Professor Shen looked at Ji Xiang on the screen and hesitated for a moment. "Take CTs and MRIs, for instance; the resolution varies depending on the machine. Some high-resolution machines can spot traces of a disease that look very blurry when switched to an ordinary machine."

"Let's put it this way." Seeing the Guangtou Zhuchiren's confused expression, Professor Shen said directly, "Many CT and MRI machines in small or private hospitals are old machines that have been used for over a decade. They are bought after being phased out and used for a while longer."

"That's for relatively objective imaging examinations. If you switch to examinations with a stronger subjective element, like intestinal endoscopes or bronchoscopes, the gap is even wider."

Professor Shen began to gossip based on his many years of Clinical experience, causing the other guests to nod frequently, their eyes sparkling with little stars.

After all, Professor Shen was more professional, speaking eloquently and logically.

……

"Xiao Ji really dares to say anything," Liu Zhuren laughed. "Lao Bai, what do you think?"

"It doesn't matter. Xiao Ji's point is that the intestinal endoscope wasn't done completely," Bai Chuzhang said. "Dazhi, what do you guess the Patient's diagnosis is?"

Liu Zhuren waved his hand, signaling that he didn't want to rack his brain here.

In the past, when he and Bai Chuzhang hung out together, he liked guessing riddle-style diagnoses, but now Liu Zhuren had long lost the heart for it. A disease of the digestive department—what did it have to do with a director of Urology?

Bai Chuzhang didn't ask further, instead watching the screen with great interest, watching Ji Xiang, who was currently seeing patients in the Outpatient Department.

……

In the Review Room.

The Guangtou Zhuchiren was livening up the atmosphere.

This step could have gone straight to the CT report, but to convey a sense of time, the guests in the Review Room needed to chat for a few moments.

"Teacher Shen, what is your take on Doctor Ji Xiang's diagnosis?" the Guangtou Zhuchiren asked.

"Excellent," Professor Shen praised.

Several guests were stunned, especially Mao Mao, who counted as half a medical practitioner. He scratched his head, completely failing to understand where Professor Shen's "excellent" came from.

"Teacher Shen, when a patient comes to the hospital, it's normal for doctors at a higher-level hospital not to accept examinations from a lower-level one, right? What do you mean by 'excellent'?" Mao Mao asked.

"How should I put it?" Professor Shen hesitated for a moment, then said with a chuckle, "I like listening to crosstalk. What do you think of the supporting performer?"

"The supporting performer?" Mao Mao looked blank.

"The supporting performer is very important, but there aren't many good ones," the Guangtou Zhuchiren said.

"I'll give an inappropriate example. The same sketch performed with Guo as the lead can show a gap in skill," Professor Shen said. "Time flies like a white horse passing a crack. In the blink of an eye, Teacher Gao has also aged. Back when Teacher Gao was young, he was as fresh as a spring onion."

"Gao Feng can be considered a master instructor with solid basic skills, but when he's the supporting performer, he'll casually say—'When I was young, I was just that fresh.'"

"See, that punchline neither landed nor exploded."

The Guangtou Zhuchiren and the other guests looked at Professor Shen with question marks all over their faces.

"Wait until you switch to Sun Yue, and he says—'I looked better than Zhang Yunlei back then.'"

"I saw that performance live. Many of Zhang Yunlei's fans in the audience were heckling, and there was a chorus of boos. That punchline landed, but it didn't explode."

"Sun Yue is truly a good supporting performer; otherwise, he wouldn't be paired with Yue."

"What about Teacher Yu Qian?" a guest asked.

"At the Beijing Exhibition Center that time, for the same sketch, Teacher Yu Qian asked with a confused face—'Did you get pinched in a water pipe?'"

"The scene erupted instantly. Not just the audience, even Guo was amused to the point of laughter."

"Under Teacher Yu Qian's support, a punchline that might or might not land, that was barely there, turned into a highlight." Recalling the scene of watching the performance at the Beijing Exhibition Center, Professor Shen said with a smile, "It's the same when seeing a patient. For the same disease, different people looking at it will yield completely different results."

Hearing Professor Shen say this, the Guangtou Zhuchiren twisted his mouth in a smile.

Professor Shen had gone off-topic, and he had gone very far.

It was no wonder; after all, he wasn't a professional, and it was common to go miles off-topic during casual chat. At this time, one had to show one's own skill and pull the topic back.

But!

Before the Guangtou Zhuchiren could speak, Professor Shen continued on his own.

"I thought about it later; Teacher Yu Qian is a good supporting performer because he can immerse himself into a certain plot."

"..." The Guangtou Zhuchiren was stunned.

"For example, a small group sketch in a commercial performance..."

Professor Shen spoke with great interest. The Bald Host first wanted to find an opportunity to interrupt, but when Professor Shen got to that sketch where Yu Qian and Gao Feng were eating excrement, using it as an example to explain the gap between the two supporting performers—one saying, 'So we came out just to eat a mouthful of excrement,' and the other saying, 'Guo Degang, I'm telling you, you'll never grow tall'—

Hearing this, the Guangtou Zhuchiren was suddenly stunned.

When Ji Xiang sees patients, he can always immerse himself into it; he seems to understand the essence of the disease even better than the Patient themselves.

Immersing oneself into it—not just the host and the guests, but even Professor Shen, who said these words, was stunned for a moment.

Unintentionally, he had spoken the most real thought that had been blurry in his heart all along.

"Teacher Shen, do you think this is a kind of ability?" the Guangtou Zhuchiren asked.

"It definitely is," Professor Shen said. "I'm also just pondering it. For example, the patient who wanted to jump off the building in the last episode—if it had been me on the scene, I truly would have had no way at all. But we witnessed everything Doctor Ji Xiang did with our own eyes, and the key is that he succeeded. Thinking back now, I am still amazed by it."

"At the very beginning of the program, when the Intern entered the department, there seemed to be a patient who didn't want to do an MRI," a guest chimed in. "Doctor Ji Xiang said a lot, and at the time I felt he had no filter. But thinking back afterwards, it seems every word he said was quite right. His perspective is different from mine; Doctor Ji Xiang has always been thinking and acting from the patient's perspective."

"Teacher Shen is right; a very impressive point about Doctor Ji Xiang is that he can immerse himself into it."

The guests chatted back and forth.

In front of the television, Bai Chuzhang smiled slightly.

"Lao Bai, Professor Shen has indeed hit the nail on the head," Liu Zhuren said. "Xiao Ji's strength is that he can immerse himself into it."

The two had discussed this topic many times. This time, Bai Chuzhang didn't respond; he was still recalling Ji Xiang's sudden "stutter."

When at the Second Affiliated Hospital, Bai Chuzhang had also seen Ji Xiang "stutter," only he hadn't paid attention at the time. Bai Chuzhang had a superior memory, and he recalled it bit by bit, strand by strand.

(End of chapter)