Chapter 619

The animation explained it in great detail, and specifically highlighted the complications that can rarely occur with an air enema.

Although detailed, it wasn't long-winded; one look at the script and it was clear it came from a medical expert.

In the Review Room, the Guangtou Zhuchiren was chatting happily with Professor Shen, the lip-reading expert, and other guests.

Regarding the knowledge of pediatric intussusception, Professor Shen had clearly just flipped through a book, as he spoke about it in a very practiced manner.

And regarding that conflict at the time, the lip-reading expert also gave his own understanding and guesses.

The show was somewhat lively, but Zhao Yuanzhang knew the production team had reached the end of their rope.

In the first few episodes, Ji Xiang had pulled the tone to an extremely high level.

Whether it was the interventional therapy for late-stage liver cancer, or the patient who snuck out to drink during his hospitalization and had his airway punctured by Ji Xiang with a pen barrel, all left a deep impression on Zhao Yuanzhang.

Even the previous episode was still fresh in Zhao Yuanzhang's memory.

So it really would end with a whimper; there was truly nothing left to film in the final stages, so they could only wrap it up hastily.

Zhao Yuanzhang shook his head slightly, a smile appearing on his face.

"Dad, why do I feel like the show isn't as exciting as the first few episodes?" Zhao Tianjiao asked.

"Those patients and clinical cases aren't commonly seen. Ji Xiang was also lucky; by relying on one rare disease after another and a series of coincidences, he turned an ordinary reality show into a national-level program."

"But good luck can't last forever. Just like today's show, Ji Xiang wanted to persuade the Family Member, but didn't succeed in the end. I feel it must have been that old Attending Physician Zhao Zhe who used his rich clinical experience to play a coordinated game with Director Zou, leading to the surgery in the emergency room."

"Oh, is that so?" Zhao Tianjiao thought for a moment and felt that his old man's words made sense.

"Even if Ji Xiang had succeeded in his persuasion, there wouldn't be anything exciting about it; it could only be called clinical routine. A drop in ratings is to be expected."

"At the end of one's rope." Zhao Tianjiao savored these four words, a smile appearing at the corner of his mouth.

"That's about it; the rest is probably just killing time." Zhao Yuanzhang glanced at his watch and smiled slightly. "Ending with a whimper; the final episode might as well not have been made."

"I guess the production team couldn't bear to lose out on so many advertising sponsorships." Zhao Tianjiao looked at the product placements that were about to drown out the Guangtou Zhuchiren and said, "Before this episode started, I didn't believe they could pull any more tricks."

"Clinical practice is dull and tedious; what kind of tricks could there be? Some things look like highlight moments to outsiders, but for the doctors and nurses involved, it's bitter and exhausting. For example, take that case where Ji Xiang used a pen barrel for a cricothyroid membrane puncture. When you encounter a similar situation, you must consider it more carefully; never just rush in on a hot head."

"Why?" Zhao Tianjiao was puzzled.

"Although it's said in recent years that you don't have to worry about the scope and location of practice in emergency situations, there was an incident a few years ago. A patient on a high-speed train suddenly fell ill, and a doctor went to treat them after hearing the broadcast."

"Was that the one where they repeatedly checked the credentials and supposedly even detained the person?" Zhao Tianjiao asked.

"I don't remember clearly, detaining them probably wasn't it, but this incident shows that no unit or individual is willing to take responsibility. So why should doctors take the responsibility? Just for that 'saving lives and healing the wounded' they talk about?" Zhao Yuanzhang said mockingly. "How much is that phrase worth for brainwashing medical staff?"

Zhao Tianjiao's lips moved, but in the end, he didn't speak and instead lowered his head.

Zhao Yuanzhang knew his son wasn't convinced, but he didn't explain further. Seeing the Guangtou Zhuchiren and Professor Shen chattering in the Review Room, he waved his hand.

"Turn it off; there's nothing left to continue with now that the show has reached this point."

"Okay." Zhao Tianjiao smiled. "Dad, do you think it would have been a good ending if the show had finished earlier?"

"Hard to say. People make shows to earn money. Although it's a bit lackluster at the end, overall the standard is still quite good." Zhao Yuanzhang gave a fair evaluation.

Zhao Tianjiao picked up his pad and said with a smile, "Ji Xiang is famous this time. At the beginning, I was actually a little envious."

"And now?" Zhao Yuanzhang asked.

"Not envious. I'm not the type of person to play in the entertainment industry. It's good enough to be a proper doctor and improve my skills, isn't it? The entertainment industry is so complicated, and it would hinder me from studying my profession," Zhao Tianjiao said.

Zhao Yuanzhang nodded. Although he could vaguely hear the slight unwillingness in his son's tone, the fact that Zhao Tianjiao could say these things in a calm tone already proved that his son had grown.

Comparing people to people will only make you angry.

Especially when comparing oneself to a monster-like young man like Ji Xiang, why bother making yourself unhappy for no reason?

Zhao Yuanzhang had changed his judgment of Ji Xiang through one season of the variety show.

Keep to one's own business; he would just pretend Ji Xiang didn't exist and wouldn't go out of his way to provoke this person. Who the hell knows what achievements Ji Xiang might have in the future?

"Huh?"

Just as Zhao Tianjiao was about to close the app, the camera suddenly flashed, and a group of people in black appeared, pushing a wheelchair. The person in the wheelchair was tall and wearing a hooded cloak, making it impossible to see their face clearly.

"The production team is getting more and more excessive." Zhao Tianjiao wasn't in a hurry and said with a smile, "This must be an advertisement."

"Being able to get an ad placement in is the production team's ability. Many shows can't even get sponsorships and are poor as hell," Zhao Yuanzhang said.

However, the next second, Lin Jiuze's face appeared on the screen.

The finger Zhao Tianjiao was about to use to close the app froze; he felt a bit dazed.

Ads can be inserted, but an expert like Lin Jiuze from Massachusetts General Hospital would absolutely never cooperate with a production team to do an advertisement.

To find Lin Jiuze and persuade him to agree would require an extremely high price. And no matter how much money was spent, Lin Jiuze might not necessarily do it.

Tap, tap, tap~

There was no voiceover; the subtitles appeared on the screen one character at a time, as if typed by a typewriter.

It wasn't an advertisement!

Zhao Tianjiao realized this with astonishment.

The show hadn't reached the end of its rope; a blockbuster piece of content had been deliberately saved by the production team for the very end.

【Knee ligament injury is a major injury for professional athletes that is enough to end their professional lives.】

【A famous athlete, under the advice of Professor Lin from Massachusetts General Hospital, travels to China for a consultation.】

The subtitles were extremely simple, with no internal project and no athlete's name, minimalist yet piquing the curiosity of all the viewers.

【Two months ago, Doctor Ji Xiang completed a knee joint surgery for a young soccer player.】

As the subtitles were typed out, the content on the screen changed.

The heroic figure of Zhao Dali running on the soccer field appeared.

Both Zhao Yuanzhang and Zhao Tianjiao were stunned. They knew about Zhao Dali's surgery, for which the First Affiliated Hospital had even come to their door to demand an explanation.

But...

Zhao Yuanzhang really hadn't expected that the young man named Zhao Dali would be running on the soccer field so soon.

The show hadn't reached the end of its rope, but rather had a trump card left. Zhao Yuanzhang was a bit bewildered; he hadn't expected that a famous athlete would actually come to find Ji Xiang for a consultation.

This...

That's impossible.

(End of chapter)