Healing Doctor

Chapter 473 He pulls up his long johns and then denies everything.

"Professor Shen, if that's the case, interventional surgery is really quite good. Although it's not a 100% cure, at least some patients can live much longer," one guest said. "Have you seen similar patients?"

"I've met you," Professor Shen said. "You look exceptionally healthy now, at least better than me. When I took your medical history, I learned that you've been undergoing interventional radiology treatment for liver cancer for four years, and now you have to have an MRI every three months."

"Exceptionally healthy?!"

Professor Shen's description is completely different from other people's understanding of cancer.

Shouldn't patients with advanced cancer be bedridden and sickly? How come they look healthier than Professor Shen?

"Late-stage liver cancer usually doesn't present with obvious symptoms, so it's often diagnosed at an advanced stage, making surgery an option for a large proportion of patients. This is a common clinical situation, which is why physical examinations are important."

Professor Shen said.

The words "discovered at a late stage" struck a chord deep within the guests.

Nobody wants to die, and nobody wants to be perfectly healthy, eating hotpot and singing songs, only to be told by the doctor during a medical checkup that they have late-stage cancer.

This is also why many people fear physical examinations.

If you don't check, you won't find anything; many people are willing to bury their heads in the sand.

"Teacher Shen, are there any warning signs or symptoms?" someone asked.

Professor Shen shook his head. "Some people have it, but most people don't have symptoms. I heard from the head of hepatobiliary surgery that he encountered a patient who could feel a noticeable mass in the liver area before coming to the hospital. The tumor was about 20cm in diameter."

The number 20cm shocked the guests.

"And then?"

"After several interventional surgeries, the patient underwent a surgical resection of the liver, which apparently had a very good outcome. Of course, that was just luck; very few people can be cured of a 20cm tumor," Professor Shen said.

The bald host asked curiously, "Professor Shen, Dr. Han just said that they have 433 patients with similar conditions."

"With the size of the First Affiliated Hospital, we receive hundreds of similar patients every year, and not many of them survive," Professor Shen said, offering a fair assessment. "However, we do have relatively mature methods to solve the problem. Trying is always better than going home to wait for death, isn't it?"

"That's true." The guests nodded in agreement.

In any case, having another option, even if it's just a trial with a 10-20% chance of success, is a very important solution.

After all, they are treating late-stage cancer, not appendicitis or cholecystitis, so the success rate is already very high, incomprehensibly high.

Gradually, the guests' attention became focused.

After all, this involves everyone.

It's not just about entertainment.

The camera faithfully recorded every word Dr. Han said. Although everyone had come to accept the shock later on, no one said anything more, and no one thought he was long-winded. Instead, they looked at each patient's image data carefully.

"Now that we have computers, these are patients whose images we can find and save after our intelligent system went online. There are still some from before, but I didn't find them for you," Dr. Han explained to Director Fan after finishing the last patient's information.

"That's really good," Director Fan praised sincerely.

"It's alright. Although it can't be 100% cured, at least there's a chance."

Dr. Han and Professor Shen shared the same viewpoint and said almost the same thing.

"Thank you, Dr. Han," Director Fan said politely.

"You're welcome, it's what I should do," Dr. Han said with a smile.

"The patients currently in your department..."

Just then, the nurse knocked on the door. "Brother Han, the head doctor isn't here. There's a gastroenterology consultation."

"Gastrointestinal tract?" Dr. Han frowned.

Director Fan was immediately invigorated.

Just as one should not appreciate flat landscapes, the same applies to creating variety shows.

If I could tell a story in a simple and straightforward way and still make it captivating, I could do it, but that would require a long period of preparation.

Most importantly, with the impact of short videos, viewers' threshold has been pushed to the limit, and it's common for them to abandon a show if it drags on even slightly.

The emergency room was reached just in time.

There was an emergency consultation, and Dr. Han seemed somewhat troubled, which pleased Director Fan.

However, Director Fan quickly realized that this was a hospital, and it was definitely not right for him to be happy because of a difficult patient, so he immediately suppressed his smile.

"I'll go right away," Dr. Han said, looking apologetically at Director Fan. "Director Fan, I'm so sorry, there's an urgent consultation."

"Can I come along and take a look?" Director Fan asked.

"It doesn't seem like that will work."

Dr. Han's words sounded like "it seems," but her tone was extremely firm, a stark contrast to her previous gentleness.

His attitude of denying responsibility once he'd pulled up his long underwear left Director Fan feeling regretful.

Director Fan sighed inwardly; doctors really do all have the traits of a scumbag.

Before, when they needed my help, Dr. Han was incredibly kind, but now, as soon as an emergency consultation is mentioned, Dr. Han's face immediately turns stern, and she calls me an old hag.

What kind of people are they?

Although Director Fan had some reservations, he also knew that medicine had its own unique characteristics.

"Then I'll go with you to the ward entrance, but I won't go in so as not to disturb your work," Director Fan said.

Dr. Han had no choice; Director Fan had already made such a point, and he couldn't very well refuse. He figured that as long as he didn't enter the ward or record his consultation, that would be fine.

As for the rest, everyone has their own freedom, and we can't interfere.

"Okay." After saying that, Dr. Han hurriedly went to the consultation.

The film crew jogged after Dr. Han, ready to go.

Watching President Han in his white coat and his hurried steps, even a seasoned veteran like Director Fan felt a sense of sacredness and urgency arise within him.

Upon arriving at the ward entrance, the film crew stopped. Dr. Han hurriedly went inside without even saying hello.

"Director, today's recording needs to be combined with the surgery." Seeing that everything was alright, Director Fan's assistant stopped the filming and spoke with Director Fan.

"Hmm." Although Director Fan knew time was of the essence, the doctors here seemed to have a natural resistance to cameras. He didn't know what would happen next, so he just nodded.

Director Fan's assistant remained silent.

He was also somewhat bewildered, unsure of what content to record next.

It seems as if an invisible hand was pushing this episode forward.

Excuse me, excuse me.

Director Fan and his assistant stood at the entrance of the ward, like two guardian deities, when a voice came from behind them.

A middle-aged man wearing a black mandarin jacket and sunglasses brushed past me.

Director Fan's assistant glanced at him and said, "Director, this guy is dressed so strangely."

"Oh, he must be a geomancer." Director Fan, being knowledgeable, guessed the other person's profession just from their attire.

It's not surprising that a geomancer would appear in a hospital.

(End of this chapter)