Healing Doctor

Chapter 486 The Little Boy Who Shouted "The Emperor's New Clothes"

Indeed, in the common perception, no matter what kind of cancer it is, as long as the words "late stage" are added after it, then the next thing to do is to eat whatever you want and drink whatever you want.

In addition, everyone still remembers the case from the previous episode where a patient was walking normally and had no particular discomfort, yet was already given a "death sentence".

The connection made many viewers unconsciously reach out and touch their upper right abdomen, pressing it firmly.

Many people even feel a dull discomfort in their upper right abdomen, as if something is growing there.

I'm going to have an ultrasound tomorrow.

The show's first major highlight ignited the ultrasound room, something Director Fan hadn't anticipated.

"This program is good," Director Liu said with a smile.

He and Director Bai arranged to meet at Yiyang Barbecue to watch the reality show that Ji Xiang was participating in.

Since Director Bai went to work in the government office, although their public contact has become less and less frequent, their feelings for each other have not faded.

In today's terms, the two were childhood friends.

Recently, thanks to this reality show and Ji Xiang's "performance," things have taken a turn for the better, and Director Liu feels as if he has returned to the days when they played online games together twenty years ago.

"The director and producer put a lot of effort into it, and the key is that the choice of surgery date was excellent." Director Bai gave a positive review. "A few days ago, I was also curious. How could a variety show show surgery date and show the audience those bloody internal organs? If a few patients had heart attacks because of this, it would definitely be trending on social media tomorrow."

"Being controversial is still being famous," Director Liu said with a smile. "So many people pretend to be crazy just for a bit of traffic and to make money. As long as it passes censorship, there's nothing they wouldn't dare to film."

"Making money is nothing to be ashamed of."

"You've seen him?" Director Liu asked a seemingly random question.

"No." Director Bai shook his head; he knew what Director Liu meant by asking.

"A few years ago, I followed a streamer named something like 'Your Brother Sheng.' He was really something else; he could eat anything and dared to eat anything."

"Oh? What have you eaten?"

"Snakes, toads, and even food eaten fresh off one's own excrement in the toilet." Director Liu smiled slightly, "After eating, they even smacked their lips, as if they were enjoying it."

Director Bai frowned slightly; he was very uncomfortable with this. Although he wasn't a germaphobe, the mere thought of Liu Zhi talking about eating fresh feces made even the battle-hardened Director Bai feel nauseous.

"Dazhi, what do you think your mentality is?" Director Bai scolded.

"It's the same mentality as viewers of variety shows—curiosity. Of course, there's also that mischievous feeling of 'I'm seeing if you can actually swallow it.'" Director Liu chuckled. "Knowing that Brother Sheng eats anything to make money, I'll tip you so you can eat it, just for fun."

"Boring." Director Bai shook his head, watching as President Han Chu on the screen began explaining past medical records. He smiled slightly, "It seems that Director Li from the First Affiliated Hospital doesn't get along with Qin Chu; his overall behavior is quite subtle."

"I asked Director Zhao, and he said that people in the field don't really approve of Boss Qin Chu. But as long as no one dares to expose the emperor's new clothes, everyone will give Boss Qin some face."

"But Ji Xiang exposed the emperor's new clothes; originally, only a few people saw it. Now, everyone has seen it."

"Xiao Ji is really something else, Qin Chu is like a decades-old pile of shit..."

Director Bai glared fiercely at Liu Zhi.

Liu Zhi laughed and said, "That's roughly the idea. Only young people like Ji Xiang still have a sense of right and wrong and don't care so much about personal gain. I remember before Xiao Ji went to Shanghai, I repeatedly told him to be reasonable and present the facts to him—don't think you're so great just because you can perform surgery. Boss Qin has the resources you need."

"Heh, you're just driven by self-interest."

"Adults are definitely driven by self-interest; who would rush in headfirst like Ji Xiang?" Director Liu said.

Director Bai smiled but remained silent.

The little boy who cried out about the emperor's new clothes may not have been just a little boy.

"I've seen similar patients before. These late-stage cancer patients need to be treated little by little. The patient I saw had 40ml of iodized oil directly floating in his large liver cancer cell. The cancerous tissue underwent extensive necrosis, which eventually led to a rupture of the dorsal membrane and massive bleeding."

Director Bai had seen this kind of thing many times before, and was no longer surprised by it.

He watched with admiration as President Han Chu reviewed the video data of ten late-stage liver cancer patients who had been treated for 5-8 years in front of the camera, his gaze deep and lost in thought.

……

……

Ling Tian hid in his office.

The lights were off, and the dim light from the screen illuminated his face, giving it a faint green hue.

In front of the camera, President Han Chu was reviewing the medical records and films of ten patients. He showed no nervousness in front of the camera, displaying rigorous logic and gentle speech.

Ling Tian could tell that this junior doctor was highly qualified.

What Ling Tian found most unacceptable was that the Interventional Radiology Department of the First Affiliated Hospital of Hangzhou Medical University directly unveiled the mystery surrounding interventional surgery.

The right to interpret—this word is extremely important.

Patients and their families lack understanding of interventional surgery, which is one of the reasons why interventional hepatobiliary surgeries in Shanghai are often poorly performed.

Now, in front of a national audience, President Han Chu has recounted in detail the treatment of late-stage liver cancer.

Zhe Rang Ling Tian felt like he was sitting on pins and needles.

Han Chu was right. All of his words were simple and easy to understand in Ling Tian's eyes, and not profound at all.

But even these simple words made Ling Tian feel uncomfortable all over.

In the future, when patients understand, will my surgery still be effective? Not to mention the future, will the things I said to patients and their families in the past immediately take effect on me?

Strictly speaking, this was all a case of negligence. Although the accident was rather exaggerated, Ling Tian felt uneasy.

Fuck!

As Ling Tian listened to Han Chu explain the interventional surgery, he cursed inwardly.

How did a workplace reality show, where interns are from neurosurgery and hepatobiliary surgery, end up being connected to interventional radiology?!

Ling Tian was a little confused; he still hadn't figured out the logic behind it.

However, logic was no longer important. Ling Tian vaguely saw that the edifice his boss had built over decades was already teetering on the brink of collapse, and the day it would crumble was not far off.

Why!

Why is this happening?!

Ling Tian stared blankly at the screen. Gradually, his eyes turned green, like a vicious wolf that hadn't eaten for days and nights in the freezing cold.

Ling Tian had already considered quitting after the last episode, but he never expected the other party to be so ruthless, not giving him a chance to back down at all.

Whether intentional or unintentional, the other party has already exposed their true colors to everyone.

Ling Tian felt as if countless eyes were watching him from behind.

Every time he explained the condition to the families of similar patients, the words he said hit him hard, leaving him bruised and battered.

(End of this chapter)