Healing Doctor

Chapter 467 Doing Our Best

Just then, Ji Xiang appeared on the screen.

He snatched the pen, snapped it in two, and used the sharp end to stab the patient's neck. Such an action is something only seen in movies; no one expected to witness such violence on a variety show.

"Ah~~~"

Feng Yuqing let out a piercing scream; she was terrified, truly terrified. Her face was deathly pale, and she covered her face with her hands, trembling slightly.

I never dreamed that Ji Xiang would be so violent.

Although some shots were blurred with mosaics, it was still possible to tell what Ji Xiang had done from his previous actions.

Tang Yan was also stunned by this scene. What was Ji Xiang doing?!

Is he courting death?!

……

"Holy crap!" Director Liu exclaimed, nearly choking on his wine glass.

"Uh..." Director Bai remained silent.

Although the footage was blurred in the program, the two experienced doctors clearly understood what Ji Xiang had done or was doing.

Even with their extensive experience watching countless films, the mosaic added by the production team didn't exist; pink, foamy phlegm splattered before their eyes, and they could even faintly hear the hissing sound of gas being expelled after being held back for a long time.

The three-recession sign should have improved by now.

The patient should be able to catch their breath now.

When the ambulance arrived, Director Yang and the ambulance doctor communicated and lifted the patient into the ambulance. Ji Xiang also got into the ambulance, but refused to let the film crew in.

The scene then shifts to running and bumping.

Liu Zhi was stunned for a long time, then finally smiled, raised his glass, gestured towards the television, and drank it all in one gulp.

"Old Bai, Xiao Ji's emergency care is pretty good too."

"Idiot!" Director Bai said disdainfully.

"Hey, everyone has their youthful and impetuous moments." Director Liu naturally knew why Director Bai was scolding Ji Xiang for that. He smiled slightly, not caring at all. "Old Li from the thoracic surgery department, when he was young, if he encountered a patient with a stab wound to the heart or cardiac tamponade, he would directly open the chest and perform chest compressions."

"In the end, he still got sued." Director Bai thought for a moment, then sighed. "Although the patient didn't sue him for opening his chest wall and pressing, this reckless personality is not suitable for clinical work."

"You've been working in the medical affairs office for too long." Director Liu poured Director Bai a glass of wine, trying to comfort his old friend. "Take a sip, and stop thinking about those lousy people and messy things that you encounter every day in the medical affairs office's dispute resolution section."

"Xiao Ji did the right thing." Director Bai picked up his wine glass and said thoughtfully, "But it depends on where you are. At home, I'll take the blame for him if something happens; over there, what if something goes wrong!"

Director Liu understood Director Bai's protectiveness and laughed heartily, clinking glasses with Director Bai.

A mouthful of strong liquor sent a burning sensation down his esophagus. Director Bai felt as if he had returned to the past, to the carefree days of his youth, when he was dashing and adventuring with a sword.

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"Dad! Ji Xiang..." Zhao Tianjiao was so shocked that the muscles on his face convulsed and trembled uncontrollably, to the point that he couldn't even utter a single word.

Dean Zhao didn't speak, he just stared at the screen silently.

He was considered one of the best young doctors, but he had never seen Ji Xiang use such violent methods.

The shock he experienced was different from that of ordinary people.

Besides being startled, he was also surprised that Ji Xiang dared to be so reckless!

It took a full three minutes before Zhao Tianjiao calmed down slightly.

"Dad, Ji Xiang, he..."

"It's an emergency, there's nothing we can do. Ji Xiang did the right thing," Dean Zhao said calmly.

"But there's a video recording!"

"Why shouldn't saving lives be the first priority?" Dean Zhao glanced at Zhao Tianjiao and said earnestly, "When you were little, I always told you not to be fixated on treating and saving lives. It's like a big pot where you put everything in. After hearing it so many times, you started to believe it yourself."

Don't listen to or believe the nonsense about not getting paid for work but constantly inflating prices. If someone says it, just laugh it off; anyone who takes it to heart is an idiot.

"But Ji Xiang..."

"As a professional, you still need to have basic professional ethics. When you're at the hospital, you can contact the medical affairs office, your senior doctor, or even me. You're not the one to take the blame."

"But what if you encounter an emergency requiring immediate medical attention while you're out?"

Zhao Tianjiao felt a little numb as he thought about what Ji Xiang had just encountered.

"Do your best."

Dean Zhao placed his hands in front of him, interlaced his fingers, and wrapped his thumbs around each other, and said four words in a deep voice.

"Do your best," Zhao Tianjiao pondered these four words.

He was a little flustered, his mind in turmoil. The moment Ji Xiang rushed forward, Zhao Tianjiao's blood had boiled. If only he had done it.

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Ling Tian watched the program silently.

He didn't know that a segment had been cut out, but that segment alone was enough to prove something.

Ji Xiang's abilities are far more complex than they appear.

Emergency care sounds simple, but very few people can actually do it perfectly.

Over the years, Ling Tian has witnessed many well-intentioned but disastrous acts, all stemming from the ignorance of the blind.

But Ji Xiang's situation is different this time.

With the head of surgery present to oversee the rescue, Ji Xiang resolutely broke off a pen and inserted the sharp end directly into the patient's airway.

It's easier said than done.

A young doctor who has never seen more than a dozen dead people would only feel numb and helpless in this situation.

These are all based on clinical experience.

But Ji Xiang just happens to be able to do it!

In an instant, Ling Tian shivered and felt a desire to retreat.

After the academic conference, Ling Tian shared the same opinion as his boss: crushing Ji Xiang would be as easy as crushing an ant.

If he hides in a local hospital, far from the central government, no one will pay him any attention. But if Ji Xiang wants to step onto the national stage, he will inevitably have to face his boss.

Looking back now, Ling Tian feels that everything he thought back then was wrong. Ji Xiang, this monstrous talent, was not a resident physician at all!

Whether it's his surgical prowess, his perfect score in the national medical licensing exam, or his articles in provincial science journals and The Lancet, none of these are invincible in Ling Tian's eyes.

But Ji Xiang's stroke just now seemed to have pierced Ling Tian's vital energy.

It chilled him to the bone.

It made him want to back out.

It made him feel remorse.

We can't beat them, we really can't beat them!

A young doctor who has never seen a dead person would never dare to take action, and even if he did, he would never do it perfectly.

Where exactly did Ji Xiang accumulate his clinical experience?! Ling Tian was momentarily confused.

The shattered phone screen looked so glaring.

In just two episodes of the reality show, Ling Tian was able to discern Ji Xiang's formidable clinical skills and other people's opinions of him and his boss.

or

Forget it?

This thought popped into Ling Tian's mind.

(End of this chapter)