Is there no limit to this doctor's skills?

Chapter 140 Guilt Turns to Rage!

The Double Eleven shopping festival was still very popular in 15.

When Guo Ziyuan drew back the curtains and turned on his phone, he saw a deluge of news reports.

Guo Ziyuan, who did not stay up all night to participate in online shopping, went straight to the bathroom to clear his mind after getting up.

It was only 6:53 a.m., and Guo Ziyuan was squatting in the toilet.

Chi Huanlin sent a message: "Dr. Guo, when are you coming to perform the puncture today?"

"My mother asked me to schedule a specific time with you."

Guo Ziyuan pretended not to see anything, after all, this was not working hours.

Even though Chi Huanlin was a patient that Guo Ziyuan regretted in his previous life, he didn't want to "work overtime" casually!

Living alone requires a lot of chores, including but not limited to tidying up the closet and putting away the socks you'll wear that day after waking up early.

Guo Ziyuan carried the steamed buns into the break room of the control room.

Liu Lingli was already seated and eating breakfast when she looked up at Guo and asked, "Dr. Guo, do you eat steamed buns every morning?"

Guo Ziyuan nodded and sat down: "Yeah, it's on the way, I'm too lazy to take a detour."

"I bought an extra cup of soy milk today." Guo Ziyuan casually pushed the cup of soy milk in his hand to Liu Lingli.

"Liu Lingli, I'll be going out for a while at noon. If any patients come in then, please inform Dr. Wang Mo immediately."

Wang Mo is a resident physician in Cai Xiongxue's group.

Before Guo Ziyuan entered the operating room, most of the minor procedures in the emergency department were handled by resident physicians.

The attending physician will only step in if the resident physician encounters a disease that the attending physician cannot handle.

Liu Lingli entered the emergency room a little earlier than Guo Ziyuan: "Dr. Wang Mo, right? Okay, I'll notify him in time."

Just as Liu Lingli finished speaking, the computer hanging on the table in the lounge rang.

"Dr. Lu, is Dr. Lu here? This is Peng Jingye."

"Do me a favor, the CT number is 1511025XX," Peng Jingye said crisply.

Upon hearing this, Liu Lingli frowned slightly, her voice sweet: "Dr. Guo, Dr. Peng and the others are so mean! It's not even time for them to start work yet."

"Dr. Guo, when you go to the trauma surgery department, are you also helping to treat patients?"

Guo Ziyuan put down the steamed bun in his hand and picked up the CAII machine: "Teacher Peng, could you please repeat the CT number? I didn't hear you clearly just now."

"1511025XX——————" Peng Jingye repeated without any unnecessary words.

Guo Ziyuan quickly extracted it, not really paying attention to it, and picked up the bun with his left hand to continue eating to satisfy his hunger.

Guo Ziyuan's eyes merely swept across the patient's CT scan before his raised left hand froze in mid-air.

After a four or five-second pause, Guo Ziyuan picked up the CIA machine with his right hand: "Professor Peng, where is this patient now?"

"What's wrong? Is there something unusual?" A creaking sound came from Peng Jingye's side, indicating that Peng Jingye had opened the door.

Guo Ziyuan said, "It's nothing. I just think that this patient may have no vital signs."

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"Perhaps I'm just not seeing things."

Peng Jingye's reply was quick and urgent: "Dr. Guo, you mean the patient didn't have vital signs when the CT scan was performed, right?"

Guo Ziyuan had spent a long time in clinical practice in his previous life, so he could probably guess what had happened to Peng Jingye: "I'm just making this suggestion."

"I don't feel my heart contracting."

Peng Jingye spat out a mouthful of saliva: "Okay, I understand. With your words, I know what to do."

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"Phew—" Peng Jingye slowly let out a sigh of relief, feeling much more relaxed.

After seeing Guo Ziyuan put down the CIA machine and confirming there was no further conversation, Liu Lingli put down her spoon: "Dr. Guo?"

"This is?"

Guo Ziyuan smiled and replied, "Watch a movie, you continue drinking your porridge and soy milk."

After replying, Guo Ziyuan began to eat the steamed buns with gusto.

Liu Lingli hesitated, deciding to remain silent and not voice the questions she wanted to ask.

Guo Ziyuan slowly finished eating the two large steamed buns, wiped his mouth, and prepared to get up, put on his work clothes, and go out to the control room to take over his shift.

Just then, a commotion erupted at the entrance to the break room: "What? He died during the CT scan? He said he lost vital signs and that's it?"

"Are you planning to deny everything?"

Associate Chief Physician Qian Shuhang's voice was cold: "Director Qin—we're talking about our own affairs; I'm just stating the facts to you."

"It's not that we've lost vital signs just because Dr. Guo says so. We can ask for a consultation from higher authorities."

"If you, Director Qin, feel that we have delayed the treatment, you can apply for a consultation and assessment process."

"I want to see who's gossiping! Let me go!" Another middle-aged man struggled angrily, seemingly being stopped by someone.

Qian Shuhang's attitude was stern: "Director Qin, if you continue like this, I will have no choice but to call the police."

"Who's inside?" Director Qin asked forcefully.

Qian Shuhang: "This has nothing to do with you, Director Qin. If you have any problems, you can come at me. I am the patient's attending physician."

"If you don't want to keep running into them, we'll go straight for the hard way."

"Come on—the security office and the medical department are all here. Director Qin, you can come however you want!" Qian Shuhang's attitude was very clear.

The man addressed as Director Qin asked coldly, "Zhou Minbo, what are your thoughts?"

Then Guo Ziyuan's familiar voice rang out: "Dr. Guo's suggestion is worth considering carefully."

"Zhou Minbo, you'd better think this through before you speak," Director Qin said, his voice carrying a warning.

"Creak." The doorknob of the lounge was pulled open.

Guo Ziyuan patted the side of his white coat, forced a smile as if nothing was wrong, glanced at the crowd outside the door, and then walked straight into control room 3.

Operations room 3 was located diagonally opposite the lounge. Guo Ziyuan opened the lounge door, closed it, then smiled at Peng Jingye and the others, stepped sideways towards operations room 3, and pushed the door open to enter.

The whole process was comfortable and relaxed, and she didn't give anyone else much of a reaction.

The presence of Qian Shuhang and others did not seem to affect Guo Ziyuan's mood at all.

"Is he the Dr. Guo you were talking about?" After a moment of stunned silence, Director Qin questioned Qian Shuhang.

Qian Shuhang completely ignored Qin Liaolong: "Director Qin, I've told you, if you have any problems, come at me. The rest is none of your business."

"If you want to follow the procedures, then follow the procedures. If you don't want to follow the procedures, we can do the rest directly."

Qin Liaolong turned to the direction of control room 3: "Dr. Guo, explain yourself clearly."

"Hey you, come out here. Say it to my face."

Qian Shuhang stopped him; he was a strong man and there was no way he could move him.

Qin Liaolong could only continue to provoke him with words: "Hey you, don't you love to gossip? Come out here!"

Even Zhou Minbo, the director of the radiology department, couldn't stand it anymore: "Director Qin, this has nothing to do with Dr. Guo. He was just expressing his opinion."

He shared his views and led them astray.

Qin Liaolong's breathing was labored: "Zhou Minbo, the person who died wasn't your mother, so you think it's unimportant, right?"

Zhou Minbo hesitated, as if he wanted to say something but then stopped.

"Qian Shuhang, get out of my way."

"Otherwise, I'm not done with you." Qin Liaolong tried to push Qian Shuhang away.

Qian Shuhang sneered: "Director Qin, is it possible that I'm already at odds with you for good?"

"You think your extortion and slander of our department is just a joke?"

Qin Liaolong's emotions finally erupted: "Who are you calling extortionate?"

But soon, Qin Liaolong was pinned against the wall by Qian Shuhang: "Director Qin, I'm only calling you 'Director' out of respect!"

"But this is the emergency room, not a place for you to act like a tyrant."

"I can defend myself at any time."

"Head Nurse, call the police!" Qian Shuhang shouted to the head nurse.

"Qian Shuhang," the head nurse said, offering a word of advice.

"Call the police, head nurse!"

Seeing that the head nurse ignored him, Qian Shuhang said, "Wu Xianliang, call 110 to report it!"

"Give it to me right now. Otherwise, you can forget about graduating."

Wu Xianliang was a junior resident trainee under Qian Shuhang, and upon hearing this, he could only immediately comply.

"Qian Shuhang, I'm not done with you yet!" Qin Liaolong was pinned against the wall, continuing to struggle and threaten.

Qian Shuhang: "Qin Liaolong, I can formally inform you that our emergency department will hold you accountable for everything!"

"Including things like you smashing things here and hitting us."

"You go sit in there and get the hell out of here—damn it—"

"You don't even appreciate my kindness!"

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The commotion lasted for a full four or five minutes before Qian Shuhang and Qin Liaolong finally separated.

The security office staff then said, "Director Qian, Director Qin, we're all on the same side, let's each take a step back."

Before Qin Liaolong could speak, Qian Shuhang decisively shook his head: "No refund!"

"If Qin Liaolong doesn't get in today, I, Qian Shuhang, am a grandson."

"Whether they check fingerprints, review surveillance footage, or go to court, I can afford to pay for it for eight or ten years!"

It was Qian Shuhang who started the outburst.

Qin Liaolong looked utterly incredulous: "Qian Shuhang, are you fucking crazy? I haven't even bothered you yet."

"Yes, it was me who caused trouble for you, Qin Liaolong."

"Just because your mother died doesn't mean you can be the emperor, right? Everyone has to indulge you now, right?"

"If you think there's something wrong with our medical procedures, you can sue me, but if you fucking hit me, you'd better go to jail."

"You're asking for it! Who do you think you are?"

Qin Liaolong was provoked and tried to step forward again, but was stopped by the security personnel.

Seeing that Qian Shuhang was serious this time, the security office personnel added, "Director Qian, Director Qin's situation is, after all, special—"

he."

"He should fulfill his filial duties at home, not go on a rampage at work."

Qian Shuhang straightened his collar: "Do they really think we have to fawn over him?"

The security office staff said, "Director Qian, it's best to handle this internally if possible; otherwise, it won't be good for your department."

I'll accept whatever the outcome.

"So what if I take off this shirt and quit?"

"However, it's not certain who will have to take off this layer of clothing," Qian Shuhang said coldly, staring at Qin Liaolong.

Qin Liaolong coldly retorted, his emotions calming down, and said with considerable disdain, "I wonder who said a few polite words to you, and you took them all seriously, huh?"

"Okay, then let's go through the procedures?"

"If you think what he said is true, then let's go through the proper procedures, shall we?"

Qin Liaolong could tell that Qian Shuhang's tough attitude was because he had just heard something.

His own mother came to the emergency room but couldn't be saved. He didn't cause any trouble for Qian Shuhang and his group, but Qian Shuhang took the initiative to bite him.

He wanted to see how Qian Shuhang would handle things.

"Whoever doesn't follow the procedures is a coward." Qian Shuhang pointed at Qin Liaolong's nose, spitting everywhere.

The farce ended there, and the group began to retreat.

After the noise outside stopped, Liu Lingli slowly came out of the rest room and then tiptoed into the control room 3 with some fear.

Guo Ziyuan was browsing Taobao on his phone in the lounge.

The screen displays "Medical Operating Instruments, Special Offer for Double Eleven" – a prominent label.

"Dr. Guo, are you alright?" Liu Lingli asked with some concern, while her eyes were fixed on Guo Ziyuan, looking him up and down.

Guo Ziyuan's white coat was neat, the folds at the waist were straightened, and there were no handprints on his face, so he should not have had any conflicts with anyone.

Guo Ziyuan remained calm: "What could possibly happen to me? They're the ones fighting amongst themselves."

"I didn't go up to argue with them either."

Guo Ziyuan had originally planned to go out, but since the person who died was Qin Liaolong's mother, he couldn't be bothered with such trivial matters.

In fact, Guo Ziyuan could understand Qin Liaolong's feelings of guilt and anger.

While I can understand his actions, I don't pity him for having to pay the price for them.

"It seems that Director Qin's mother passed away." Liu Lingli was still relatively kind.

"It has nothing to do with us."

"It's not like I killed her by looking at a CT scan." Guo Ziyuan closed his eyes again.

After opening her eyes again and putting the medical device boxes she had browsed into her shopping cart, she said, "Liu Lingli, go and get me some more syringes. We don't have enough here."

After receiving specific assignments, Liu Lingli turned and left the control room.

Guo Ziyuan continued to sit and wait for the trauma patients to use their skill points.

After carefully reflecting on what happened this morning, Guo Ziyuan didn't think Peng Jingye had done anything wrong.

Qin Liaolong's mother's heart stopped beating during a CT scan.

Guo Ziyuan had no idea why this happened or what the cause and effect were. Guo Ziyuan was only responsible for reading and extracting the state of the CT scan at the time.

A short while later, a patient with an injury arrived; it was an aunt who had cut her hand while making breakfast.

There was a tendon injury, but the patient was brought to the emergency department operating room.

Upon seeing who it was, Liu Lingli very sensibly went straight out: "Dr. Guo, I'll go call Director Cai."

The patient with the tendon injury is brought in; that means Xie Tongwen, the associate chief physician of hand surgery, is on duty.

When Xie Tongwen, a hand surgeon, was on duty and encountered an emergency involving a tendon injury, he would inevitably call Cai Xiongxue from the emergency department.

These are Cai Xiongxue's own words, and Xie Tongwen has a recording of them.

"Fine." Guo Ziyuan was too lazy to get involved in the conflict between Xie Tongwen and Cai Xiongxue.

Although Guo Ziyuan could also handle the patient, he didn't want to offend anyone because of it.

Xie Tongwen, a hand surgeon, is a very meticulous person.

A short while later, Cai Xiongxue personally arrived at the operating room and led the patient to operating room 1.

Arriving with Tsai Hsiung-hsueh was Peng Ching-yeh, who had already finished get off work.

After Cai Xiongxue led the patient out, Peng Jingye sincerely thanked Guo Ziyuan: "Xiao Guo, thank you for this morning."

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"It's nothing, Teacher Peng, it's my duty," Guo Ziyuan replied frankly.

"So, what did Director Qin ultimately decide to do?"

Peng Jingye sighed: "It'll just end up like this, after all, it's my mother who has passed away."

"Well, he insisted on having the CT scan himself. Nobody expected that he would suffer cardiac arrest in the CT room."

"We thought it might be a history of aortic clamping, after all, the elderly person has had high blood pressure for many years, and experienced severe chest pain. Director Qin himself is a cardiologist —"

"Experience can be misleading!"

Upon hearing Peng Jingye's words, Guo Ziyuan stopped mentioning the other diagnoses he had seen.

The old woman has passed away; it is of utmost importance to properly bury her.

The CT scan was taken at 04:23 AM.

The elderly man's cause of death wasn't aortic clamping, but the real cause wasn't that important anymore.