A brief history of medical drama
First there was Dr Kildare. If you don't remember Richard Chamberlain, ask your parents, or go and see Towering Inferno. Life was simple for a doctor in the 1960s. He just had to look good and be reassuring. His white coat gleamed almost as much as his teeth. Moral dilemmas happened elsewhere, life was mainly simple choices. Patients liked to cooperate, the doctor was God, his hair was perfect, and he dutifully maintained an expression of concern.
Emergency Ward 10 was another American import of the time. It covered similar territory to the above but without the attractive backdrop that was Mr Chamberlain. Enough said.
The 1970s gave us Quincy, which I can vaguely remember. Quincy ME no less. That's medical examiner or coroner if you prefer. He was a heroic pathologist come detective. He had a nose for dastardly deeds (literally) and would conveniently clear up any wrongdoing or