Healing Doctor

Chapter 545 Queuing to Go to the Rooftop

"Fuck!" Director Liu blurted out a curse when he saw this scene.

Not only him, but even Director Bai was dumbfounded.

Director Bai has seen countless big scenes, and he has occasionally encountered similar situations where patients or their families jump off hospital buildings. But he never expected to see this scene on a variety show.

Has the production team gone mad?

They actually dared to broadcast this!

In the scene, Ji Xiang rips off his white clothes without hesitation, and buttons fly everywhere.

There were slight discrepancies between the before and after footage, but neither Director Bai nor Director Liu noticed this detail. Their minds were preoccupied with what illness the patient had and how to persuade him.

The camera lens was also shaking, and it was obvious that the camera crew was following Ji Xiang upstairs.

"Little Ji runs so fast, like a rabbit!" Director Liu exclaimed in astonishment.

Director Bai remained silent, frowning as he watched the television, taking in every detail.

"Old Bai, what did you see?"

"I saw the patient's skirt scrape against the handrail railing."

"You filthy scoundrel!" Director Liu said disdainfully.

"Do you know why the patient was standing there and didn't jump?" Director Bai suddenly asked a strange question.

"Huh?!" Director Liu was stunned.

He really didn't know how to answer that question.

"It's because the skirt got caught on the railing," Director Bai said casually.

"You're about to die, why are you still concerned about this?"

"Death is death, but dignity is dignity. Anyway, if it were me... never mind, there's no point in talking about it. I guess the patient initially acted impulsively, wanting to jump down and end it all. But when he saw people below, he hesitated. That's basic morality."

Then her skirt snagged on the outside of the railing, and from a certain angle, you could see her taking it off.

"Old Bai, your eyesight is amazing," Director Liu praised.

"I've said it before, only neurosurgery is real surgery! You guys are just a bunch of slackers," Director Bai said disdainfully.

"Hahaha." Director Liu laughed. Similar debates have been going on for many years. In the hospital's hierarchy of contempt, neurosurgery is naturally at the top, and only cardiothoracic surgery can rival neurosurgery.

Although he made a sound of laughter, Liu Zhi's face was expressionless; his eyes were fixed on the screen.

These kinds of patients are a headache for anyone. If you encounter one yourself... you can only stay away and avoid getting blood all over yourself.

Can you persuade them to come down?

This possibility is highly unlikely.

In hospitals, patients who threaten to jump off buildings immediately after leaving the consultation room are usually in the late stages of cancer and are beyond cure.

Old Bai is right. The reason she could retain a shred of rationality was that she didn't want to leave in such an ugly way.

What's the point of Ji Xiang running up there?

It's completely useless! Besides, this can't be solved with just enthusiasm. The patient has lost the will to live, so it's pointless for Ji Xiang to go up there.

"Sigh." Director Liu sighed deeply and shook his head as he looked at the document.

"Old Bai, do you think Ji Xiang can handle it?" Director Liu still had a sliver of hope.

"Get it sorted out my foot, you shameless production crew!" Director Bai cursed in a deep voice. "They'll do anything for viewership ratings!"

Director Liu also wanted to scold, but the camera was already in place. In the camera lens, Ji Xiang was at least 3 meters away from the patient, and he jumped over the railing with his hands.

"Holy crap!" Director Liu exclaimed.

Not only the audience, but even the female patient who was determined to die was stunned.

She stared blankly at Ji Xiang, wondering what this young man was up to.

Queuing up to go to the rooftop?!

Why do people have to queue to jump off buildings?!

Everyone has heard this kind of joke before, but this was the first time the woman had encountered it, leaving her somewhat bewildered.

Ji Xiang stood in the narrow space outside the railing, glanced downstairs, moved his lips, and muttered something.

"Old Bai, what is Xiao Ji saying?"

Director Bai shook his head.

Director Liu also knew that the surrounding environment was noisy and the distance was relatively far, so the conversation between Ji Xiang and the female patient could not be heard in the video.

But the less I hear, the more I want to hear; I'm so curious!

Just then, the scene shifted, and the camera focused on the comment section.

The bald host's mouth was almost crooked to his ears, and he looked astonished. "Professor Luo, you are a top lip-reading expert in China. Please 'translate' what Dr. Ji Xiang is saying."

Top lip-reading expert!

As expected, the production team was well-prepared, which put Director Liu at ease.

The camera focused on a man who appeared to be in his thirties, dressed in a suit and tie, with a refined and scholarly air. But the lip-reading expert stared blankly at the projected screen, seemingly oblivious to the bald host's words.

"Teacher Luo?"

"Teacher Luo??"

The bald host called out twice more, each time louder than the last, until the lip-reading expert, Mr. Luo, seemed to finally hear him.

"That's right, the young doctor said—'Damn it, you have to wait in line to jump off a roof, what kind of world is this?'"

"..."

"..."

The guests in the comment section were all stunned.

Director Bai and Director Liu were also stunned; no one could have imagined that Ji Xiang had just said such a thing.

The footage is not continuous, but rather constantly switches back and forth between the conversation between Ji Xiang and the female patient.

Although it was obviously edited in post-production, the audience no longer cared; everyone's curiosity had been piqued.

"Teacher Luo, really?"

"How could Dr. Ji Xiang say that!"

"Isn't this forcing that woman to jump off the building?"

The guests were discussing animatedly when the camera froze, as the production team pressed the pause button.

"I don't know either." Teacher Luo said helplessly. He was only responsible for reading lips and didn't care about anything else.

The bald host hesitated for a moment before asking, "Mr. Shen, do you have any comments?"

"I don't know," Professor Shen replied very cautiously. "Similar cases are relatively rare in hospitals, but they do happen. Every year we hear of patients who, after a clear diagnosis, choose to commit suicide either because of a mental breakdown or because they don't want to burden their families."

"But generally, those who jump off hospital buildings, apart from some elderly people in the past who wanted to extort compensation from the hospital by dying, are basically people who have suffered a mental breakdown. Dr. Ji Xiang's statement... I feel it will make the patient's emotions even more broken."

"Could it be a powerful remedy?" the bald host asked.

Director Liu was also worried about problems, and at that moment, countless bullet comments suddenly appeared on the screen.

"Old Bai, turn off the bullet comments to save your IQ," Director Liu said.

"Let me see what others are saying." Director Bai frowned and glanced at the comments.

But unsurprisingly, the viewers who posted comments were all cursing the bald host, telling him to shut up and quickly show what happened next.

Many people are also commenting on Ji Xiang's actions, and the opinions vary.

The bald host seemed to have heard everyone's thoughts; without further ado, the camera continued.

(End of this chapter)