Chapter 615: Hot Variety Shows Have Many Sponsors

However, the truth was not that simple.

Ji Xiang did not have as smooth a time communicating with the patient as Zhou Congwen did in Empathy.

Watching someone carry a load and carrying it oneself are two different things.

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The night was deep.

The production team's studio was brightly lit.

"Director!" Fan Dao's assistant answered a phone call and looked at Fan Dao in astonishment.

"What's wrong?"

"It seems something happened." Fan Dao's assistant still found it hard to believe; he reached out and pinched his own thigh, grimacing in pain.

"What exactly happened!" Fan Dao could not tell if his Xiao Zhu Li had a stomachache and was manifesting such strange behavior through the brain-gut axis, or if it was something else.

The brain-gut axis was something Fan Dao had learned about while chatting with Miao Zong when he had free time recently.

As this variety show entered its final stage, Fan Dao could be considered to have had a fruitful harvest.

Fan Dao's assistant repeated the content of the call he had just received, and Fan Dao felt as if his own brain-gut axis was having problems.

While his brain was crashing, Fan Dao felt his stomach begin to ache faintly, as if his appendix had started to become inflamed.

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Three days later.

Zhao Yuanzhang turned down several dinner invitations, including one from provincial leaders, went home to eat early, and then sat upright, waiting for the variety show to begin.

Zhao Yuanzhang had his own views on this variety show.

Moreover, the more Zhao Yuanzhang watched, the more interested he became. The point of interest was different from others: it was how Ji Xiang had "unhorsed" an Expert from Massachusetts General Hospital in one episode, and what content the production team could possibly come up with for the finale.

Besides that, Zhao Yuanzhang was also concerned about Ji Xiang's future.

If Ji Xiang stayed at Hang Yi Da Yi Fu Yuan or went to Massachusetts General Hospital, he would have one attitude toward him; if Ji Xiang returned to the Second Affiliated Hospital to continue his Standardized Residency Training, that would be another attitude.

Although returning for Standardized Residency Training was unbelievable, who could say for sure.

"Dad, you look like you're in a meeting." Zhao Tianjiao forced a smile to communicate with his father.

"It's my first time following a variety show, and I have a little bit of anticipation in my heart." Zhao Yuanzhang placed his hands on his legs; he did indeed look like he was in a meeting, and as if he were listening to a Dean speak. "Tianjiao, how have you been lately?"

"Pretty good. Professor Deng has taught me a lot. I can also independently complete some basic Surgical Operations myself. Don't worry, I'm improving very quickly." Zhao Tianjiao was full of pride and began to show off his gains to his father.

Ever since coming to the Second Affiliated Hospital for Standardized Residency Training, Zhao Tianjiao's temperament had undergone a tremendous change, and he had matured rapidly.

Zhao Yuanzhang glanced at his son; he could clearly perceive his son's changes.

Having a whetstone and not having one are different, Zhao Yuanzhang smiled slightly. His hostility toward Ji Xiang had completely vanished, and he had incidentally placed Ji Xiang in the position of a whetstone.

Looking at it this way, Ji Xiang was actually quite useful.

"Dad, when I was doing surgery today, I heard the Anesthesia Doctor say that the General Hospital of the People's Liberation Army's Traditional Chinese medicine bone setting is exceptionally good. Should I learn it?"

"Why learn it?" Zhao Yuanzhang glanced at his son, slightly dissatisfied.

"Bone setting is also work for the Orthopedics Department."

"Heh." Zhao Yuanzhang smiled. "Modern medicine... let's put it this way: the surgeries performed by the Orthopedics Department now, or rather, the surgeries performed by the hospital's Surgery Department, were things I didn't dare imagine when I was young. Whether it's a highway car accident, jumping from a building, or a knife wound, as long as they still have a breath when they arrive at the hospital, and we spare no cost to pour in resources, the probability of survival is very high."

Zhao Tianjiao was stunned. What did this have to do with Traditional Chinese medicine bone setting?

"When a scapula is smashed to pieces, we use steel plates to glue the bone back together piece by piece; when a thigh is broken into several sections, we use an Intramedullary nail to attach the bone fragments; when a pelvis is shattered, we replace the whole thing with titanium alloy."

"These were extremely difficult when I was young, but now even a Resident Chief can do them."

"Focus on learning Surgical Operations. Traditional Chinese and Western medicine bone setting is only chosen by Doctors who have failed in departmental competition. As for you, you don't need to consider that at all."

Zhao Tianjiao did not speak, but instead wrote down his father's words, preparing to ponder them carefully in the future.

The father and son chatted, waiting out the long commercial break before the show started. Most programs wouldn't really have the guts to do this; the show started at 8:30, and the commercials played straight until 8:40.

The Guangtou Zhuchiren finally appeared on camera. Seeing his shiny, bald head, Zhao Yuanzhang revealed a gratified smile.

Zhao Yuanzhang and his son followed the variety show all the way. The Review Room had gone from a clean table at the very beginning to one that gradually had product placements added.

From drinking water to small snacks, the table in the final few episodes was actually piled full, already seriously obstructing the view.

"The show is really popular; there are more and more sponsors." Zhao Tianjiao often watched variety shows, and he sighed with emotion.

"Aren't other shows like this?"

"No." Zhao Tianjiao said, "In NBA live streams, they only place condoms, and during the intervals, the female host will advertise a game, occasionally sell some clothes, and even that gets cursed at incessantly." Zhao Tianjiao looked at the product placements in front of the Guangtou Zhuchiren, his state of mind complex.

"Mm." Zhao Yuanzhang nodded with full official authority.

"Dad, my attitude toward Ji Xiang has changed, right." Zhao Tianjiao said with a smile, "Look, I know this variety show is popular because of Ji Xiang, and the increasing number of sponsors also proves this from the side, but I don't feel anything about it."

"You have indeed grown." Zhao Yuanzhang looked at the Guangtou Zhuchiren, listening to him chat with Shen Ke, seemingly not paying attention to Zhao Tianjiao's words.

Seeing his father focused on the television, Zhao Tianjiao also closed his mouth and began to watch this episode.

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In the Review Room.

The Guangtou Zhuchiren was trying to make up for the lack of "perfection" in the show.

After all, what the show said at the beginning was completely different from what it was doing now. As the show was about to end, making up for it a little would give the audience a higher level of approval.

He chatted with Shen Ke and other guests for a few minutes, then the screen flashed, and they arrived at the hospital.

At this point, the variety show no longer had any traces to follow; it was more like a documentary, a documentary that was close to real life.

On camera, Miao Zong received a phone call and ran wildly, with the cameraman carrying the camera following behind. The screen shook, making people dizzy.

"Dad, did I hear that right?" Zhao Tianjiao asked suspiciously, "Intussusception in an adult? I didn't see a single case during my internship."

"Adult Intussusception is generally only diagnosed as Intestinal Obstruction. The Auxiliary department at the Affiliated Hospital is just messing around." Zhao Yuanzhang gave an evaluation, but he was even more interested in this.

This segment clearly exposes their own shortcomings; why didn't the production team cut it out? The Affiliated Hospital side didn't seem to raise it either, and it was just broadcast so brazenly.

It is somewhat strange.

Zhao Yuanzhang reached out to feel for a cigarette, his eyes never leaving the television.

Just as he held the cigarette in his mouth, there was a 'click' sound of a lighter by his ear.

Zhao Yuanzhang felt somewhat satisfied inside, but his eyes still did not leave the television; even though watching it made him a bit dizzy, he kept staring at it.