Healing Doctor

Chapter 502 Content That Cannot Be Filmed

The patient was under general anesthesia and on a ventilator. Li Ming, wearing a lead apron, began the surgery.

The JR-4 6-Fr catheter was inserted, and the guide tube extended from the side hole of the bronchial tube to reach the foreign object. He tried to remove the staple.

But no matter what method he tried to use to catch the staples, Director Li Ming couldn't do it.

The staples were too small, and the movements required to remove them smoothly were too delicate, which he couldn't achieve.

After three attempts, Director Li stopped stepping on the line, kicked open the airtight lead door, and walked out, saying without any politeness, "Old Yang, call Ji Xiang and have him come and give it a try."

……

……

Ji Xiang is teaching Zhao Mengmeng how to write medical records.

Although Zhao Mengmeng is a top student, she has no clinical experience whatsoever; she is essentially a blank slate.

However, the advantage is that Zhao Mengmeng is obedient. No matter what Ji Xiang says, Zhao Mengmeng can do it almost perfectly.

She didn't have any negative emotions like jealousy towards Ji Xiang; on the contrary, she enjoyed Ji Xiang's "teachings".

"Mengmeng, you have a high level of comprehension." Zhao Zhe looked at Zhao Mengmeng's medical record, reviewed it once, and then let Ji Xiang take a look. He praised her.

"Not bad." Zhao Mengmeng had beads of sweat on her nose, and she smiled happily when she heard Zhao Zhe, a veteran doctor, praise her.

"By the way, what kind of research project are you working on in the lab?" Zhao Zhe asked casually.

Zhao Mengmeng chuckled smugly, "The biochemical changes of proteins and peptides in single-celled organisms at different temperatures."

"That's incredibly profound." Zhao Zhe exclaimed in astonishment.

"Brother Zhao, Mengmeng is just joking with you," Ji Xiang said while looking at the medical record.

"joke?"

"The meaning of 'the transformation of proteins and peptides in single-celled organisms at different temperatures' is like boiling an egg in plain water," Ji Xiang said helplessly, glancing at Zhao Zhe.

"..." Zhao Zhe was speechless.

Is Zhao Mengmeng's joke always this sophisticated?

"Mengmeng, that's not fair of you. You're taking advantage of my lack of education," Zhao Zhe complained with a smile.

"Hehe, Brother Zhao, we're used to joking around like this all the time." Zhao Mengmeng chuckled mischievously.

"What are you talking about?" Zhao Zhe asked.

"The chemical change in proteins of a single-celled organism is what makes a pickled duck egg."

"..."

Zhao Zhe couldn't understand a word of these fancy terms piled up to describe something so common in everyday life.

"Being learned really makes a difference; you can even speak in roundabout ways," Zhao Zhe said with a smirk.

"What does 'beating around the bush' mean?" Zhao Mengmeng asked.

"Emmm, it's a local dialect from Northeast China," Zhao Zhe said after thinking for a moment.

"It's a very cultured saying," Ji Xiang suddenly added.

"Culture? Hahaha, Xiao Ji, you're hilarious."

"In ancient times, alleys were narrow, and to make it easier for neighbors, people would smooth out the corners of their walls when building houses at corners, making it easier for people and animals to walk. So, the original meaning of 'smoothing out corners' was to give way to others, and its meaning is slightly different now, but you can imagine it," Ji Xiang explained.

"..."

Zhao Mengmeng was taken aback.

Ji Xiang seems to be arguing illogically, but he also seems to be giving some obscure interpretations of classical Chinese.

It sounds reasonable, but something just doesn't feel right.

"Hello, Dr. Ji."

Director Fan stood at the door, knocked, and greeted them with a smile.

"Director Fan, hello." Ji Xiang stood up, extended his hand, and asked, "Have you decided what to film for the fourth episode?"

At this point, Director Fan was directly "stabbed" in the back by Ji Xiang, and his face was full of sorrow.

"Dr. Ji, you really don't have any suggestions? We've been in a meeting all night, and nobody has a good idea."

After a moment's hesitation, Director Fan sighed and said, "Director Lu suggested introducing an elimination system to bring in a better batch of interns. Competition makes things more interesting. We haven't adopted this suggestion yet; we'll see how it goes."

Director Fan looked at Ji Xiang, a bitter feeling rising in his heart.

Looking again? Finding someone like Ji Xiang seems completely impossible.

Ji Xiang shrugged, indicating that he didn't know either.

"Just say whatever you want, just say whatever you want."

Ji Xiang glanced at Director Fan and smiled, "There are a lot of things in hospitals that can't be shown on TV. For example, when I was interning in gynecology, an emergency came in at night."

Director Fan was deep in thought. Just as he was about to raise his hand to signal the film crew to start shooting, Ji Xiang pressed his hand down.

"Let's just chat casually, let's stop recording."

"Okay, gynecology is indeed not suitable for appearing on TV," Director Fan said helplessly.

"An 86-year-old woman complained of pain in her genital area. My teacher examined her and found a tear in her vaginal opening."

"Well……"

"Well……"

Everyone in the office was stunned.

"When my teacher asked what happened, the patient said shyly, 'That old geezer at home.'"

"!!!"

"Later I saw the old man come over. He was almost ninety years old, with a ruddy complexion and walking with a brisk pace. You know, if this kind of thing were on a TV show, it would definitely be a hot topic, and everyone would love to watch it, but we can't film it."

Ji Xiang smiled.

Director Fan hesitated; this matter couldn't be aired on television. But he didn't say anything and remained silent.

"Also, when I was doing my internship in thoracic surgery, I encountered a 17-year-old girl with a stab wound to the heart. Apparently, she and her brother-in-law were cleaning fish at home when she asked for scissors. Her brother-in-law threw the scissors at her, and they accidentally stabbed her directly in the heart."

Director Fan was astonished.

"When the person was brought in, they were already in critical condition; their breathing and heartbeat had stopped for about 13 minutes. Although they were resuscitated, they became a vegetable. My teacher immediately called the police, and as a result, he was beaten up by the patient's family."

"Uh...why?" Director Fan was genuinely stunned this time.

"First of all, the heart is in this position." Ji Xiang pointed to his chest.

"With the ribs protecting it, imagine how difficult it would be for the scissors to be blunt and go right into the intercostal space. And it wasn't just a matter of coincidence; my teacher and I both believed it was intentional."

"And then?!" Director Fan's professional instincts kicked in, and he perked up immediately.

Although Ji Xiang put it simply, Director Fan immediately thought of ethics, morality, and so on.

"For some reason, the patient's family didn't want to know the truth at all, and even sided with the perpetrator, beating my teacher up. I also got hit a few times, it was all very frustrating."

"Dr. Xiao Ji, that's really true," Director Fan said vaguely.

"It's not suitable, and it can't be filmed. If we continue filming, it won't have much to do with the hospital anymore; it'll be more like a legal program. Even if you could manage to get it done, you couldn't possibly produce a program that satisfies everyone in just a few days."

"Is there an easier one?" Director Fan asked.

"I met a 16-year-old delinquent girl during my internship. She pinned me against the wall," Ji Xiang said helplessly.

"!!!"

"!!!"

Everyone was surprised.

"And then what happened?" Director Fan started gossiping.

"There's nothing more to it. I can't exactly do what they do in the movies, pick her up, and shake her upside down to make her name tag fall out, can I? It's not that I can't do it, it's just that it's too much trouble."

"Dr. Ji Xiang, consultation in the operating room! Director Yang wants you to go to the operating room!"

The nurses in the department called out from outside.

(End of this chapter)