Healing Doctor

Chapter 582 Powerful

Director Fan was somewhat bewildered.

He also noticed that while he was observing the situation in the clinic, he often forgot about Lin Jiuze's presence.

Whether it was because of Director Liang's consultation or because of the patient handing over the scans, or for various other reasons, people forgot about Lin Jiuze after their attention was diverted.

"Damn it, this is a ghost," Director Fan cursed inwardly.

He stared intently at the person making notes on the A4 paper, occasionally glancing up at the patient, Lin Jiuze.

Director Fan had mentally prepared himself thoroughly, determined to keep his eyes glued to Lin Jiuze no matter what. He knew the cameraman was facing the same problem—his eyes couldn't focus on Lin Jiuze and he couldn't help but miss him.

"Um... by the way, Dr. Lin, how do you handle similar patients at your hospital?" Director Liang was about to speak after handing the admission form to the patient when he suddenly looked up and saw the camera. He then remembered what he was doing and asked in a low voice.

"Our hospital," Lin Jiu said, flipping over a page and quickly writing something on it, without directly answering Director Liang's question.

Director Fan's gaze followed Lin Jiuze to Director Liang's face. It was a habit of him to see Director Liang's reaction when Lin Jiuze was very "impolite" and did not answer the question.

But a few seconds later, Director Fan shivered.

He had completely ignored Lin Jiuze, treating him as if he were invisible and forgetting his existence.

When the gaze returned to Lin Jiuze, he was flipping through an A4 sheet of paper, writing something rapidly on it.

That's weird. Is there something wrong with this person?

The patient got up, but seeing that Director Liang seemed to have something left to say, he hesitated and stood there for a moment, not daring to leave.

Lin Jiu was writing something on an A4 sheet of paper with his head down. He then looked up at the patient and continued writing.

Director Fan had never seen a doctor treat patients like Lin Jiuze did; he wondered what Lin Jiuze wrote on the A4 paper.

Is this how American doctors treat patients? That can't be right.

"Dr. Lin?" Director Liang was also stunned for a long time. It wasn't until he saw the camera out of the corner of his eye that he remembered that he had just spoken to Lin Jiuze and that Lin Jiuze hadn't answered him. So he called out again.

Lin Jiu then wrote on the A4 paper, looked up at the patient one last time, and a relieved smile appeared on his face.

"Director Liang, what will happen to the patient after admission?" Lin Jiu asked in return.

Director Fan's mind went blank for a moment, as if Lin Jiuze was the superior doctor and Director Liang was his subordinate doctor.

"We'll administer enemas and monitor the patient's condition. The scans don't show a severe intestinal obstruction, so..."

"I suggest checking... What do you do for blood vessels at your hospital? A 64-slice CT scan?"

"Uh, yes. Which blood vessel are you checking?"

"The superior mesenteric artery," Lin Jiu said with a smile.

Although Lin Jiuze was very calm and low-key, Director Fan had an extremely strange feeling—Lin Jiuze looked calm, but was actually extremely arrogant, yet extremely professional.

At that moment, although Director Fan did not understand medicine, he firmly believed that Lin Jiuze's judgment was correct.

"We've found a treasure!" Director Fan exclaimed with joy.

"Go tell the production crew that if they miss even one more shot, they're fired from the set," Director Fan told his assistant.

"Huh?" Director Fan's assistant was taken aback.

"You're done in this industry from now on. Go take wedding jobs instead," Director Fan said, glaring fiercely at Lin Jiuze.

Director Fan's assistant rarely heard his director speak in such a stern tone, so he quickly walked over to the cameraman and whispered a few words in his ear.

The cameraman snapped out of his daze and quickly turned the camera around.

As expected, Director Fan thought to himself.

It's unbelievable. That young doctor from Massachusetts General Hospital has a strange kind of magic that makes people unconsciously treat him like he's invisible.

Director Fan wasn't sure if his guess was right. He could only stare intently at Lin Jiuze, afraid to move his mind and forget about Lin Jiuze in the next second.

"Suprametrial artery, suprametrial artery..." Director Liang muttered for a few moments before putting Lin Jiuze out of his mind and muttering to himself as he carefully examined the images again.

An upright abdominal X-ray shows air-fluid levels, indicating a clear sign of intestinal obstruction. How can we identify that the patient has a problem with the superior mesenteric artery?

"It doesn't seem necessary. You should go to the hospital." Director Liang forgot about Lin Jiuze. After reviewing the films again, he put them back into the film bag.

"Director Liang, I suggest we do a 64-slice CT scan first to determine if there is a problem with the patient's mesenteric artery."

Just as Director Liang was about to hand the bag of medicine to the patient, the bag was pressed down on the table, and Lin Jiu said in a deep voice.

"..." Director Liang was taken aback.

Director Fan and the cameraman were also taken aback.

Lin Jiu, who had just been gentle and refined, seemingly invisible, suddenly appeared like a fierce tiger.

"Dr. Lin... Dr. Lin, are you sure?" Director Liang stammered.

"Sure."

Director Liang was so overwhelmed by that imposing aura that he could hardly breathe. He was somewhat embarrassed and angry, but he didn't dare to say a word. After thinking for a moment, he said, "Then let's ask the gastrointestinal surgery department to come for a consultation."

Lin Jiu didn't say much. He wasn't very clear about the process here, and he kept the engraving.

Director Liang went out to make a phone call, leaving Lin Jiuze and the patient in the consultation room.

Director Fan then instructed his assistant to remind the cameraman not to miss any shots of Lin Jiuze before following Director Liang out.

After making the call, Director Liang came to his senses and was breathing heavily with anger.

"Director Liang, please calm down." Director Fan was shrewd and naturally wouldn't add fuel to the fire.

"Director Fan, what kind of people did your crew hire?" Director Liang said angrily. "Are they professional doctors? Massachusetts General Hospital, with their own medical team? What nonsense!"

"I don't know either. An expert from Shanghai introduced me to the program. Please calm down and don't take it to heart. Maybe...maybe...please don't be angry."

Director Fan tried to persuade him while observing his expressions.

Director Liang was clearly overwhelmed by Lin Jiuze's forceful pressure and momentarily lost his composure, and now he was taking it out on me.

"Director Liang, who will be coming from the gastrointestinal surgery department later?" Director Fan changed the subject.

"Mr. Miao."

"Oh, I've met him. He's the chief resident of gastrointestinal surgery. When I first came to the hospital, I wasn't used to hearing people call him 'boss,' and they also called professors and department heads 'boss.'"

"They're all just spouting nonsense," Director Liang said casually, his tone indignant, clearly still holding a grudge about what had just happened.

While advising Director Liang and learning a little about Lin Jiuze from him, Director Fan looked down into the emergency room corridor.

Soon, Mr. Miao appeared at the end of the corridor.

Director Fan was slightly disappointed when he didn't see Ji Xiang.

The anticipated collision between Mars and Earth did not occur.

(End of this chapter)