Healing Doctor

Chapter 466 The Main Event

Director Li communicated with the patient and confirmed that the patient would be admitted to the interventional radiology department to prepare for surgery.

The guests interacted with each other, guiding the audience's emotions and explaining some small details that the audience might not know.

The following content is more like a "reality show," but those who understand it are immersed in it, their minds not on the reality show.

Director Fan was overjoyed as he watched the data steadily rise.

It seems that Ji Xiang truly lives up to his name, becoming a mascot without any hesitation.

As the camera shifted from Ji Xiang to other people, the viewership ratings began to decline slowly.

Director Fan didn't care; the bomb for this episode wasn't in front of him.

Director Fan felt that those scandalous stories within the medical field wouldn't resonate with ordinary viewers and would easily offend people.

Director Fan knows perfectly well who is bigger, the entertainment industry or the medical industry.

If a big shot in the medical field were to intervene, he feared he wouldn't be able to afford to offend them. Therefore, Ji Xiang's statement was blurred out; if it weren't for Director Li's insistence, Director Fan would have wanted to cut that conflict scene entirely.

During their free time, Director Yang invited Ji Xiang to dinner, while the other interns went to eat noodles after working overtime. The difference in treatment was so huge that it was hard to bear.

"Yan'er, does your hospital treat people like slaves?" Feng Yuqing asked with a smile as she saw the three interns going to eat noodles after finishing their overtime work.

"That's pretty much how it is. You can't finish your work without working overtime, and if you don't finish, people will say you don't have the attitude of treating and saving lives." Tang Yan pouted, clearly not agreeing with this statement.

That's what they say, but there's nothing anyone can do about it.

"The head doctor, or... you call them senior doctors, they'll probably yell at you if you don't complete your tasks, right?"

"It depends on the person," Tang Yan explained. "Some department heads and professors in charge of the group have good tempers and generally don't make things difficult for junior doctors. But some people are different; they treat junior doctors like dirt and some even make them help take care of their children."

"Looking after the kids?"

"The main task is to have the resident physicians do it. After all, the resident physicians aren't family members. They're made to get meals, clean, and look after the children. In short, all the miscellaneous tasks are dumped on the resident physicians."

"Haha, it seems your hospital has different levels too."

"It's not just in hospitals, it happens wherever there are people," Tang Yan said. "For things like working overtime, if you encounter a good resident or professor, they'll treat you to a meal. You don't go out to eat, they'll order takeout. But there are also those who just go out and grab something quick to eat before going home to rest."

"By the way, Sister Yuqing, I heard from an orthopedic surgeon that one day he asked the resident doctor to order meals, and the resident doctor asked if he could order meat dishes."

"What does this mean?" Feng Yuqing completely missed the point Tang Yan was making.

"The supervising doctor in the previous department was particularly stingy. Even when ordering meals, he wouldn't let the students order meat dishes. He would just order some shredded potatoes and dried tofu with green peppers and make do. I just don't understand, what's wrong with treating the students to a meal?"

On the projected screen, three interns were already seated, chatting about something.

"Your lives must be so boring," Feng Yuqing said.

"It's just about going to work and making money, nothing special." Tang Yan smiled. "Those people who can dedicate their spare time are different from the stories in books. Books say that young people accumulate knowledge and experience before making a breakthrough, but in reality, they are more likely to live the same lives as other people who just lie around doing nothing."

"Is that so?"

"Well, there's a senior attending physician in Ji Xiang's medical team who was transferred from a lower-level hospital. Apparently, he's always been interested in all sorts of things since he was young, but he never really got promoted. Finally…"

As he spoke, the camera panned to show that two of the three interns had already stood up.

In the video, a middle-aged man is squatting on the ground outside, vomiting.

The interns went out to see what had happened, and at that moment they heard the film crew dialing 120 for emergency medical assistance.

"Did he go and meddle in other people's business?" Feng Yuqing asked curiously.

"In previous years, they wouldn't allow it, saying it was illegal medical practice," Tang Yan said. "Later, they said it was because the National Health Commission explicitly stated that participation in treatment did not involve illegality."

"How is it illegal?"

"For example, Sister Yuqing, this patient could have acute gastroenteritis, which falls under the gastroenterology department; or it could have spontaneous cerebral hemorrhage, which falls under neurosurgery. Doctors from other departments wouldn't be qualified to treat such patients in the hospital."

"Oh, I see."

As the two were talking, the camera panned to the patient vomiting.

"Huh? The color is wrong." Tang Yan looked at the vomit and immediately made a judgment.

Feng Yuqing couldn't stand the sight of vomit; she felt disgusted and turned her head away.

"You guys watch this stuff every day, isn't it disgusting?"

"It's alright, we're doing okay. It's mainly the nursing department, damn it!" Tang Yan cursed. "For a while, the nursing department made the ward nurses wash patients' feet. Isn't that insane?!"

"Hahaha." Feng Yuqing laughed heartily.

"No, there's something wrong with the color."

The guests in the commentary room were chatting when, suddenly, the patient who was squatting on the ground and dry heaving suddenly stiffened and fell to the ground like a puppet.

The three interns were so frightened that they stood frozen in place. The one holding the pen even tried to raise his hand to explain that he hadn't touched the patient who had fallen.

"What the heck?!" Feng Yuqing was startled.

Tang Yan didn't answer. She stood up abruptly and, as was her habit, began preparing for emergency treatment.

Within seconds, pink liquid suddenly "sprayed" out of the patient's nostrils, and pink phlegm also flowed from the corners of his mouth.

"Ah!" Feng Yuqing was terrified by what was happening in front of her. She covered her eyes with her hands, but peeked through the gaps in her hands.

"Something's wrong, the patient isn't breathing!" Tang Yan said hurriedly.

"Make way!" Director Yang pushed aside the stunned intern and onlookers, and rushed forward to prepare for the rescue.

Feng Yuqing watched this scene with unblinking eyes, extremely curious.

She rarely saw similar situations, and given that it was a matter of life and death that concerned everyone, she was very curious.

The curiosity of other viewers was also piqued by this unexpected event.

It was a coincidence. I don't know if the patient was lucky, the program crew was lucky, or both were lucky.

Director Yang handled the situation very professionally; the main focus was not on relieving symptoms, but on preventing aspiration.

But as pink, foamy liquid flowed out, it was immediately clear that the patient's condition was critical.

Tang Yan clenched her fists, but couldn't muster any strength.

Feng Yuqing watched the screen intently, observing Director Yang's emergency treatment, filled with curiosity.

The patient's condition continued to deteriorate at a visible rate, and even Feng Yuqing knew it was not going to work.

Coupled with Director Yang's habitual insistence on using a knife, she had a bad feeling.

The patient is not doing well.

(End of this chapter)