Healing Doctor

Chapter 616 There are advantages to being old

The light from the phone screen illuminated Zhao Zhe's face in a kaleidoscope of colors.

Seeing this, he felt a little guilty and subconsciously wiped his sweat.

"Zhao Zhe, that's going too far," Lu Gang said, smoothing his hair and pouting.

The two were neither in the hotel nor in the office. Zhao Zhe knew there was a problem with tonight's episode, so he came out early.

Lu Gang hadn't been able to find an opportunity to appear on screen, so he was too lazy to go with the crew. But when he saw Zhao Zhe acting suspiciously, he kept following him.

While watching the show on the roadside, Zhao Zhe felt a pang of regret as he used up his mobile data, wiping away cold sweat.

Lu Gang kept pursing his lips, and no matter what Zhao Zhe did, Lu Gang thought it was wrong.

"Director Lu, the situation was rather unusual at the time," Zhao Zhe explained. "Xiao Ji wanted to use sketches to explain the differences between intussusception in children and adults to the patients and their families. However, the family members of a patient in the department had just gotten physical and were extremely agitated, so they couldn't listen to anything."

"What were you doing inside the house?" Lu Gang asked.

"I couldn't just stand by and watch Xiao Ji get beaten up, so of course I advised the patient's family to shield Xiao Ji behind them," Zhao Zhe replied.

What was originally a reasonable statement sounded extremely unconvincing to Zhao Zhe, and his voice lacked strength.

"What did you do?"

"My main concern is that if Xiao Ji gets pressured by the patient's family, he might get carried away and act impulsively. We've all been young, I know that feeling. Back when I was in Yuanliao, I once got into an argument with a patient's family member, and I tore off my white coat and pointed my finger at him, challenging him to a one-on-one fight."

"Wearing a white coat, I'm a doctor. But if I take it off and we fight one-on-one, who's afraid of who?"

"But those were the days, and now is the present. If Xiao Ji acts impulsively, I'm afraid he'll suffer the consequences."

Lu Gang impatiently slapped Zhao Zhe on the back of the head with a loud "smack".

"Stop nagging. I'm not Xiao Ji. What's the point of explaining this to me?" Lu Gang said dismissively. "I'm asking you, what were you doing in there?"

"Of course, I'll put on the airs of a senior doctor and reprimand the patient's family. My face is full of wrinkles, which shows my clinical experience. Neither General Miao nor Xiao Ji can match me." Zhao Zhe wiped away his "cold sweat" again and continued to explain when he saw Lu Gang's serious face.

"The tumor was obscured by intestinal gas on the scan, so I couldn't see it. I just blurted out that there was a problem here, and I suspected it was a tumor. If we don't have surgery, can you take responsibility if something goes wrong?"

"Hey." Lu Gang had a "I knew it" look on his face.

"Although I'm not a gastroenterologist, I know a little bit about it, and the situation was urgent at the time..."

"Does Xiao Ji look so confident, as if he can definitely solve the problem?" Lu Gang asked.

"Uh..." Zhao Zhe hesitated for a moment.

Lu Gang's question made him fall into deep thought.

This is hardly a question a member of the medical team should be asking; it's practically Ji Xiang's enemy coming to laugh at him.

"I knew it, he got cocky! So young, does he really think clinical work is that simple? We deal with people, all kinds of people. He thinks he's invincible just because he knows a little bit, but he'll end up getting wrecked in the clinic."

Lu Gang looked smug.

Zhao Zhe reacted instinctively and quickly said, "I think Dr. Ji's way of handling the problem is correct, but he just looks too young and has run into a patient's family member who is in charge. I don't know anything about this, I just look a bit older, but our Chinese nation respects the elderly and cares for the young."

Maybe...maybe I have an advantage in this regard.

"What do you mean 'older'? You just said that even though you look wrinkled, those wrinkles are full of clinical experience, and people will believe your nonsense. Zhao Zhe, back in Yuanliao, did you just rely on your face to fool people?"

"Hey, you know what, I used to use Dabao. But then I found that the younger I was, the less people believed me, so I stopped using Dabao. Plus, there were some family changes in those years, so I looked a few years older than my actual age. I had a lot of clinical experience, so patients trusted me a bit more."

Good fortune and misfortune are intertwined. Zhao Zhe now feels that looking a bit old-fashioned isn't so bad.

"And then?" Lu Gang's thought process was peculiar; he quickly returned to the original topic and continued to ask.

"I said I wanted to invite Director Zou to review the film together."

As he spoke, Zhao Zhe looked at his phone screen.

In the program, Deputy Director Zou had already rushed to the scene.

In the gastrointestinal surgery department's office, General Manager Miao looked indignant, frowning and not saying a word, while Director Zou, though short, stout, drooling, and not very presentable, exuded the dignified and authoritative air of an old doctor.

Although Deputy Director Zou and Zhao Zhe had never communicated or cooperated on any surgeries, and the number of times they had spoken to each other could be counted on one hand, clinical experience can transcend time and space.

"This is a tumor." After inquiring about the patient's medical history and examining the body, Director Zou pressed his finger firmly against the CT scan.

With a loud thud, like the beating of war drums, and the addition of the word "tumor," the atmosphere of the program instantly became tense.

"Emergency surgery is necessary; otherwise, if the intestinal obstruction persists for too long, the intestines will become necrotic, and the patient will not survive more than 3 days."

Deputy Director Zou stated this with unwavering certainty and without any room for doubt.

"Look at Director Zou," Lu Gang said. "He's ugly, but there's an advantage to being ugly. The first thing an average person thinks when they see Director Zou is—this guy must be really capable, otherwise he would have committed suicide long ago, how could he still have the face to show his face in public?"

"..." Zhao Zhe was speechless.

Although Lu Gang's assessment was sharp and insidious, it seemed to have some merit.

"You two seasoned clinicians seem to have a tacit understanding. You haven't even met, but your assessments of the condition are exactly the same. No wonder the patient's family believed you. Xiao Ji is still young. What's there to explain? Just tell us the most serious consequences."

Zhao Zhe thought Lu Gang was right, but he couldn't talk bad about Ji Xiang behind his back, so he pretended not to hear and continued watching the show.

"Bang!"

"Ouch~"

Two voices interrupted the countless thoughts in Zhao Zhe's mind.

Looking closely, Lu Gang was bumped by a young man in a yellow uniform with rabbit ears, causing him to stumble.

The young man was terrified, as if he had been frozen in place by a spell, and entered a petrified state.

Zhao Zhe immediately put his phone away and went to check on Lu Gang's injuries.

At this moment, Zhao Zhe had a strange thought in his mind—look, he just couldn't say anything bad about Xiao Ji, whether in front of others or behind their backs.

Lu Gang said a few words and was then hit by the delivery guy...

It seemed like nothing was wrong. Before Zhao Zhe could help him up, Lu Gang got up from the ground by himself, dusted himself off, and cursed, "Don't you have eyes?"

"Sir, sir, I'm sorry." The delivery guy's rabbit ears were trembling with nervousness.

"What are you apologizing for? Are you apologizing to me or am I apologizing to you?"

Lu Gang stretched out his legs.

"I'm so sorry, I'm so sorry, let's go to the hospital."

At this point, the delivery driver was on the verge of tears.

(End of this chapter)