Is there no limit to this doctor's skills?

Chapter 144 Putting the Past to Rest!

In the lounge.

Guo Ziyuan was eating, while Chen Xiao looked at him with sincere eyes and a calm expression.

His gaze was pure, without the impurities that Guo Ziyuan was thinking.

"Brother Xiao, are you kidding me?" Guo Ziyuan's smile was frank.

Chen Xiao's tone was sincere: "Dr. Guo, this is no joke. In our hospital, who doesn't have a few difficult cases?"

"Nie Yunqi still has a medical record showing a patient who has been hospitalized for more than 120 days."

In his previous life, Guo Ziyuan only came to the Department of Trauma Surgery at Yilan Central Hospital in June of the following year. At that time, Guo Ziyuan was still in the group led by Director Chen Xinwen.

Chen Xiao's attending physician is named Liu Qingli, so Guo Ziyuan really doesn't know what diagnoses Chen Xiao is currently dealing with regarding his "difficult patients".

"Dr. Guo, if you're free, feel free to take a look. We don't necessarily expect you to find anything." Chen Xiao was a smart man and didn't put any pressure on Guo Ziyuan.

Guo Ziyuan had visited the trauma surgery department quite a few times, and Chen Xiao knew that she had no chance to put pressure on Guo Ziyuan.

"That's fine too, but Brother Chen, this is just to broaden my horizons." Guo Ziyuan thought about it seriously, seemingly having no reason to object.

As an attending physician, Chen Xiao sought help from others for her patients, which is the true heart of a doctor.

Chen Xiao is still young, and the fact that he can ask for favors for them shows that he is at least morally upright.

Few people can put aside their pride in front of someone younger than themselves.

"Of course, of course," Chen Xiao said, bowing with his hands clasped in thanks.

After tidying up the control room, Nie Yunqi went to the rest room.

Chen Xiao had already left by this time.

Guo Ziyuan then relayed Chen Xiao's request to Nie Yunqi, who immediately frowned upon hearing it.

But he quickly realized: "Xiao Guo, Chen Xiao is just trying anything as a last resort."

"He does have a few infected cases on his hands, but the situations are all quite complicated!"

"Unlike Chi Huanlin's osteomyelitis infection, which was caused by a very specific pathogen, the three infected patients he treated had cross-infection."

"The types of susceptible bacteria detected seem to change over time."

"These cases have been discussed extensively within the department many times, but there has been no improvement."

"The patient's family is not well-off, and they are currently in arrears with medical expenses, and they cannot be transferred to another hospital."

"It's highly likely that amputation will be necessary."

If the local bacterial flora is relatively well-defined, then if the medication is administered correctly, the treatment will generally be effective.

In clinical practice, the ability of medicine to cure diseases quickly is quite "efficient".

If the bacterial flora of an infection is frequently changing, it indicates that there is more than one type of bacteria involved, and the sensitive and effective antibiotics may also differ.

The treatment of this type of patient is not necessarily simpler than that of Chi Huanlin.

Of course, it won't be more difficult than Chi Huanlin's treatment.

The difficulty in treating Chi Huanlin lies in the extremely precise diagnosis and the incredibly delicate procedures required—a process that is unimaginable to most people.

"I might as well give it a try."

"Senior Brother Nie, I'm thinking that if I stay in the emergency department for a while longer, I'll officially start taking over surgeries."

"Debridement of large wounds and infected wounds are relatively simple procedures in our trauma surgery, which are perfect for me to use as introductory surgeries." Guo Ziyuan has a detailed plan for his surgical learning.

Guo Ziyuan cannot spend his entire life in the emergency department's operating room, where he can only practice surgical techniques, but not become a mature surgeon.

"Xiao Guo, are you going into the operating room?"

Upon hearing this, Nie Yunqi immediately became indignant: "Then I will report to Director Chen and Director Liu as soon as possible."

"If you need to go into the operating room, you must go into our orthopedic operating room."

Nie Yunqi was absolutely certain.

Guo Ziyuan smiled and said, "Senior Brother Nie, it's fine to come to the orthopedic operating room to learn, but you can't come to orthopedics in general."

"I came to Yilan City under the guise of working as an assistant in the emergency department."

"This is what it means to just fill a resume with experience—and you should at least make it look like you're just filling a resume with experience."

If someone goes to the wrong department when trying to build their resume, that's going too far.

Nie Yunqi frowned slightly: "But?"

"Senior Brother Nie, I already have my own ideas and arrangements."

Guo Ziyuan lowered his head: "Changing the dressing for diabetic foot will be the first surgery I perform in clinical practice."

Nie Yunqi instinctively retorted, "What's the point of that?"

"Changing dressings for diabetic foot is still changing dressings, and resident physicians or even interns do it."

Guo Ziyuan chuckled and countered, "What if I could get rid of the ulcer?"

"No, right?"

Nie Yunqi instinctively wanted to retort, but looking at Guo Ziyuan's confident expression and demeanor, Nie Yunqi felt as if he had been pushed into a corner.

Confused.

"Did they remove the ulcer?"

"Is this a proper dressing change?" Nie Yunqi asked, touching his hair.

Nie Yunqi's hair was on the longer side and he had styled it, but his bangs didn't cover his eyes.

But at this moment, Nie Yunqi's hairstyle was completely ruined.

"Brother Nie, how can changing medicine be anything inappropriate?" Guo Ziyuan picked up another piece of fish.

"Senior Brother Nie, would you like to eat something else together?"

Nie Yunqi's cheeks and the lines on his nose were deep, and his eyes bulged slightly: "Do you think I have the appetite to eat this right now?"

Nie Yunqi understood very well what it would mean if Guo Ziyuan could do what he said.

Jealousy can distort a person beyond recognition, and this was embodied in Nie Yunqi at this moment.

Nie Yunqi's appearance wasn't outrageously handsome, but it wasn't bad either.

But that absolutely cannot describe his current facial features. At this moment, Nie Yunqi's eyebrows are of unequal length, height, and size.

The muscles around his mouth were trying hard to keep them stiff, as he forcefully suppressed his inner emotions.

You're a master's student, or at the very least, a PhD candidate. Do you know what you're saying?

Being able to cure Chi Huanlin's illness only shows how skilled you are.

But if you say you can cure diabetic foot ulcers by changing the dressing, you're challenging the entire industry.

Oh no!

No, you're questioning the industry's treatment standards; you're about to launch an attack on the outside world.

"The taste is still very good." Guo Ziyuan was quite calm.

It is a fact that he has a tendency to heal, and it is an objective fact that Guo Ziyuan possesses such technology.

Therefore, Guo Ziyuan wasn't too worried.

There are too many patients with diabetic foot ulcers, too many to count, and it is a disease that continues to cause problems.

Guo Ziyuan only needs to go to any county hospital, and that's enough for him to have business for decades.

"It tastes good, so eat more and make sure you're full."

"I—" Nie Yunqi glanced out the window, then closed his eyes, realizing that Guo Ziyuan didn't want to explain further.

Nie Yunqi's thoughts were starting to get muddled: "My mom is calling me home for dinner."

Guo Ziyuan actually told me such an important matter so casually in this kind of setting.

This kind of shock is no less than when Guo Ziyuan said while drinking water, "I beat up an academician."

The other party has not yet called the police.

It might even be more outrageous.

Guo Ziyuan sighed, "The taste is good, but I can't eat anymore."

"Senior Brother Nie, please don't be so extravagant next time."

"Excessive waste is ultimately bad."

"I'm finished eating, I need to go back to the emergency room first!" Guo Ziyuan stood up and started clearing the table.

Upon hearing this, Nie Yunqi's face began to twitch rapidly: "Does Brother Ding know what you've been telling me?"

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When Nie Yunqi was undergoing standardized residency training at the Provincial People's Hospital, Ding Xianqi was just a junior attending physician, and the age difference between them wasn't that significant.

Therefore, Nie Yunqi calls Ding Xianqi "Brother Ding" instead of "Teacher Ding".

"I know." Guo Ziyuan said as he packed up the remaining fish and meat, preparing to take it back to the emergency department.

If I can manage to eat something decent in the evening, then I'll consider it saving money on food.

It's such a waste to throw away so much stuff.

Guo Ziyuan and Chen Xiao had only eaten a little over half of their food!

"That's good. I was worried that you would do something so important all by yourself."

"What are you thinking of playing some profound and mysterious game with?"

After a moment of realization, Nie Yunqi's Adam's apple bobbed rapidly: "Can I learn this dressing change technique?"

Nie Yunqi absolutely did not believe that it was just a simple change of medicine.

The trauma surgeons have also encountered patients with diabetic foot ulcers; Nie Yunqi himself has personally amputated more than a dozen legs.

"Not yet, Brother Nie."

"I haven't even started yet, this is just my plan."

"I will report the progress to you, Senior Brother Nie, when the time comes."

"Brother Nie, I'll pack these things up and keep them for dinner tonight," Guo Ziyuan asked.

Nie Yunqi tried to snatch the item from Guo Ziyuan's hand, but failed: "Little Guo, there's no need."

"Call Brother Ding now and ask him to arrange this for you every day, every meal, and he won't even blink."

Guo Ziyuan smiled and said, "Brother Nie, it's not about the money; wasting money is really not a good thing."

"It's mainly because I've already eaten; otherwise, I would have liked to share some with you."

"I'm leaving now—"

"Chi Huanlin's treatment should come to an end after the surgical suturing of the open wound."

Upon hearing Guo Ziyuan mention this, Nie Yunqi quickly straightened his backside and asked, "You really aren't planning on coming?"

"Chi Huanlin often asks when Dr. Guo will come to see her."

"Brother, I've told you everything I should and shouldn't have said."

During a previous meal, Nie Yunqi had told Guo Ziyuan that even if he, Nie Yunqi, could only cure Chi Huanlin's illness, there would still be many benefits.

If you can seize this opportunity and win her over, you'll be set for life.

You must know how those professors who consulted on Chi Huanlin's case came about, right?

It's definitely not that they took the initiative to care about a little girl named Chi Huanlin and then showed her preferential treatment without expecting anything in return, right?

"I'm leaving—" Guo Ziyuan was too lazy to waste any more words with Nie Yunqi.

Living a good life involves the basics of food, drink, shelter, and transportation.

Savoring life is definitely not just about the sensation of those six inches below your body.

So far, Guo Ziyuan has not found anything about Chi Huanlin that interests him.

His family background was perhaps the only thing that attracted Guo Ziyuan.

However, Guo Ziyuan does not want to take this route for the time being.

When I left the surgical building, the autumn sun was shining brightly.

This kind of gentle, non-scorching sunlight is the most comfortable; it feels warm and comforting on the skin, providing just the right amount of warmth.

Guo Ziyuan's emotions reached their peak at this moment.

Chi Huanlin's return from the dead to safety was the first absolute fate he changed for someone he knew besides himself after his rebirth.

Wang Hai is the second one, and it's not completely confirmed yet.

Moreover, treating Chi Huanlin's illness is not just about treating the illness; the profound techniques involved are integrated into one's own body.

That puncture technique that fascinates and even astonishes so many professors comes from me, Guo Ziyuan.

In his previous life, Guo Ziyuan was a proper surgeon. Surgeons are fascinated and even obsessed with all sorts of incredible surgical procedures.

This is something that Guo Ziyuan in his previous life longed for but could never obtain.

But now, I have it.

I have it, but most people don't, and it's not because I caused them to not have it.

This confidence and self-satisfaction are quite pleasant.

After entering the emergency department's operating room through the side door, Guo Ziyuan happily asked, "Liu Lingli, have you had lunch?"

"The weekend isn't too busy, you can go back and rest first."

Liu Lingli is a smart girl, and she has already figured out how to get along with Guo Ziyuan: "No need, Dr. Guo."

"The days when I don't have to work the night shift or the evening shift are the most comfortable."

Liu Lingli was playing on her phone, but she put it down and said in a relaxed tone and with a clear expression, "If you don't believe me, go ask the other teachers. They all dream of having a regular day shift like mine."

Guo Ziyuan also strongly agreed with this.

No doctor or nurse in the world doesn't hate the damn night shift.

But no doctor or nurse can escape the damn night shift.

After Liu Lingli finished speaking, she saw the grilled fish in Guo Ziyuan's hand: "Dr. Guo, did you bring this for me?"

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"But I've already had lunch."

"It smells so good."

Guo Ziyuan: "This is what I brought back. I ate half of it and felt it was too much."

Guo Ziyuan had barely finished speaking when Liu Lingli took the bag, picked up her freshly washed dishes and chopsticks, opened the foil box, and began to feast.

Guo Ziyuan swallowed back the words that were about to come out, then turned on the computer in the lounge and began to browse casually.

Initially, this computer was configured for the emergency department to improve the diagnostic rate of the resuscitation room.

Now, Guo Ziyuan has discovered that it can also give him extra skill points every day.

As long as he is certain that he has not become a "medical image reader" in the emergency department, Guo Ziyuan is willing to try to earn some skill points during his working hours.

Again!

I've been reborn! I can now work overtime and make sacrifices on my own.

I can choose not to do it when I don't want to.

Otherwise, wouldn't my rebirth have been in vain?

Having been a doctor for a long time, Guo Ziyuan has long lost that saintly heart that would spare no effort to cure diseases and save lives, even putting himself aside!

In life, one must first live one's own life well before it can be called a life.

If, under these circumstances, a doctor can also help others and heal patients, then that is a happy doctor.

The premise cannot change.

After watching five or six videos and finding nothing unusual, Guo Ziyuan started scrolling through his phone.

Currently, he has a little spare cash on his phone.

Although it wasn't much, it was enough for Guo Ziyuan to use his limited memories to buy some long-term stocks.

Even if it's not for financial freedom, consider it as saving money.

Guo Ziyuan doesn't understand anything else, but he drinks.

Therefore, Guo Ziyuan knew that if he entered the market now with Moutai and Fenjiu and exited six or seven years later, he would make a sure profit. This applies to domestic companies, while international companies like Nvidia are an example.

These things can be done gradually.

Guo Ziyuan knew he didn't have enough capital and wasn't cut out for short-term trading.