Is there no limit to this doctor's skills?

Chapter 145 Hiding Merit and Fame!

The lounge diagonally opposite control room 3 still has no windows.

The lantern is round, and the light shines softly.

Liu Lingli opened the food delivery platform, intending to order two servings of fried rice, and was still asking Guo Ziyuan for his opinion.

"Dr. Guo, would you like some beef fried rice? Would you like some small fish added?"

The Yangtze River passes through Yishi. The small fish and shrimp in the river are baked and then added to fried rice. The taste is something you have to experience to believe.

Guo Ziyuan completely ignored Liu Lingli at this moment, and instead picked up his pager: "Teacher Peng, we just admitted a patient to the emergency department. We recommend doing an echocardiogram."

"Please consult a cardiac surgeon for pericardiocentesis and to check for effusion."

Peng Jingye: "Guo Ziyuan suffered a laceration to his lower limb, and an orthopedic consultation has been arranged."

Guo Ziyuan replied, "I know, Teacher Peng."

"But didn't he have a chest X-ray? I feel there's blood in his pericardium."

"Professor Peng, you must have watched American TV shows, right?"

After Guo Ziyuan confirmed the diagnosis, Peng Jingye replied, "Okay, I'll immediately request an emergency consultation with the ultrasound and cardiac surgery departments."

"What American TV series talks about this?" Peng Jingye asked again after confirming the reply.

After reading the information, Guo Ziyuan searched for it but found no information about good doctors.

Guo Ziyuan immediately bit off the words that were about to come out.

This case is somewhat similar to the first case in the first season of The Good Doctor, where glass shards entered the pericardium through the circulatory system, leading to pericardial hemorrhage.

But The Good Doctor is a medical drama series that only started airing in 17.

Moreover, Guo Ziyuan's diagnosis relied on the patient's chest X-ray, not the so-called electrocardiogram.

"It's nothing, Brother Peng. Could you send me the patient's electrocardiogram later?" Guo Ziyuan smiled.

"I'll send it to you right now," Peng Jingye replied quickly.

Liu Lingli had already ordered fried rice. She put down her phone and said directly, "Dr. Guo, the fried rice is ready. I'll go buy some candles."

Guo Ziyuan put down the CAI machine in his hand: "No need—you can just put the foil box in the microwave to heat it up later."

"Liu Lingli, don't you really want to go home and rest?"

Liu Lingli is petite and cute.

In fact, unlike An Yue's temperament, Liu Lingli possesses a perfect amount of naiveté.

Because she was well protected by her family, Liu Lingli didn't have many worries and could deal with everything sincerely.

That kind of simple purity is something even Guo Ziyuan himself cannot achieve.

The idea that if you don't have an umbrella at home, you should learn to cover your head with your hands is not applicable to Liu Lingli.

Guo Ziyuan's directness made Liu Lingli a little flustered, and she quickly took out her professional books: "I want to learn more professional knowledge."

"If you really want to learn professional knowledge, I suggest you put down the books you are holding and watch more surgical videos."

"We need to review the procedures of each department, focusing mainly on the surgical process, so we can get a general idea of ​​what the surgeon needs."

Guo Ziyuan offered sincere advice: "Because I think it might not be that difficult to get into the big hospital you want to go to."

"Is that so?" Liu Lingli looked up, her eyes filled with confusion.

It seems that Liu Lingli herself has a misunderstanding about her father's influence as a member of the Municipal Standing Committee!

"I don't know either. These are things you should know yourself—"

Guo Ziyuan interlaced his fingers and said, "If I were you, I would pay more attention to where there are training courses."

"Instead of simply clinging to these paper textbooks."

"Or buy some more intuitive instructional videos."

In his past life, Guo Ziyuan learned surgery in this way, almost obsessively.

Besides following his master Ding Xianqi, he also frantically bought surgical instruction videos, both domestic and foreign!

Guo Ziyuan watched them all like crazy, which helped him accumulate a lot of knowledge.

It's much more intuitive than simply reading text.

Surgery and operating rooms are ultimately operational and application-oriented professions.

Guo Ziyuan is not in a hurry to go into the operating room because he has been in the operating room many times, so he now understands the benefits of accumulating basic skills.

Putting everything else aside, if you only study "surgery," no matter how you study it now, you will be helpless against diabetic foot ulcers.

No one can teach you how to treat diabetic foot ulcers.

But it combines the debridement and puncture techniques of a national-level expert with effective blood growth factors!

It can promote the treatment of diabetic foot ulcers that other professors cannot treat.

This is the benefit of having a strong foundation.

You can not only use it to quickly learn existing surgeries, but you can also use it to advance unknown treatments.

Liu Lingli probably doesn't have much of a talent, so she has to follow the same old path that most people take.

While reading more books, watch more videos and get more hands-on experience with real equipment.

Hemostats, needle holders, forceps, large curved tubes, etc. —

"Okay, thank you, Dr. Guo." Liu Lingli instantly felt a pressure creep onto her shoulders, making them feel heavy and causing her breathing to become somewhat disordered.

Guo Ziyuan looked down at his left thumb nail and was surprised to find that it had grown back in just four days.

Guo Ziyuan then turned around, picked up his backpack and nail clippers, and began trimming his nails: "The initial purpose of becoming a doctor or a nurse is definitely to have a profession."

"Being able to make money and eat is the primary pursuit of ordinary people like us."

"But you don't need to think about that much; what you need to think about is career fulfillment."

"If you just want a job, you don't have to choose clinical nursing; you can go for a management position in the nursing department."

Only Guo Ziyuan's left thumb nail was sticking out. After trimming it, Guo Ziyuan wrapped it in a tissue and threw it away.

Then he went to the sink in the lounge and washed his hands.

He noticed that Liu Lingli didn't speak, so he said, "If you're not just going through the motions, and you truly want to find joy in your work, it must be because you've achieved a sense of accomplishment."

"Isn't that right?"

When a billionaire works as a food delivery driver, he must be experiencing life.

He would be happy to deliver the takeout to his customers on time and watch them enjoy their meal, not for the three or five yuan delivery fee.

If he really says he's happy because of the delivery fee, then he's definitely putting on an act for you.

Liu Lingli offered her perspective: "Dr. Guo, but aren't nurses supposed to cooperate with doctors?"

She now regrets choosing nursing as her major.

"Then you're wrong. Every nurse hopes to work with a highly specialized surgeon so they can leave work earlier."

Similarly, every surgeon hopes to have a highly specialized scrub nurse, which can make the job easier.

"Surgical nurses and doctors work together to perform surgery, they are not simply tools."

"You'll understand once you watch the surgery video a few more times."

"The doctors and nurses in surgeries that can be recorded as instructional videos are equally professional."

"It's just a different division of labor."

"Saving patients time during surgery also saves them pain and reduces medical expenses."

"If you think that nurses are just an appendage to doctors, then your job can always be replaced."

Guo Ziyuan finished washing his hands after saying this.

Time passed slowly, and it came to 6 PM.

When it was time to leave work, there was no one in the control room. Guo Ziyuan finally picked up his phone and replied in the group chat: "Teacher Peng, I'm off work."

"If any patients need to go into the operating room later, please call Dr. Wu."

After Guo Ziyuan left, the operating room was handed over to the resident trainees in the department.

I followed Dr. Wu Xianliang for my residency training under Peng Jingye.

"Okay, thank you for your hard work, Xiao Guo!" Peng Jingye replied quickly.

"The cardiac surgeons and ultrasound doctors have all arrived."

"However, it seems no pericardial hemorrhage was found," Peng Jingye replied via WeChat using his personal mobile phone.

Guo Ziyuan said, "In the rear."

"It's behind the pericardium; it can only be found after opening the chest."

A short while later, Liu Lingli received her fried rice.

Guo Ziyuan also took the two foil boxes to the microwave to heat them up and brought them back.

The two began to eat heartily, with Liu Lingli eating very attentively and enjoying herself immensely.

Moreover, during the meal, Liu Lingli was carefully observing Guo Ziyuan's expression.

Guo Ziyuan's composure made Liu Lingli feel distant and at a loss.

"Dr. Guo, don't you get bored staying here?"

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"Your skills should really shine in the emergency room!" Liu Lingli asked Guo Ziyuan again, inquiring about his thoughts.

Guo Ziyuan, on the other hand, said frankly, "Does that mean I can't display my great power just because I'm here?"

"The patient I just told Professor Peng Jingye about might not have survived if I hadn't given him some pointers."

"I gave you a heads-up beforehand, so the rescue process might not be that dramatic; everything might seem too ordinary."

"But isn't that bad?"

"Medicine doesn't necessarily require a race against time to save lives; it does require someone extraordinary to descend from heaven."

"On the contrary, if we can turn the race against time into a routine rescue procedure, we can transform the need for a celestial being to save a patient into a situation where anyone can do it."

"That's the hardest part."

Liu Lingli said, "Then—Dr. Guo, wouldn't you seem less important?"

Actually—all the credit should belong to you.

Guo Ziyuan shook his head: "Doctors and nurses never boast about their achievements; they are always there for us, walking on the road, walking in the world."

"I don't need any banners or honorary titles from others!"

"As long as I know that I am useful and that I help patients, I will be happy even if I have never been to the emergency room, operating room, or ward."

"Moreover, this kind of happiness tends to last longer."

If Liu Lingli weren't Liu Lingli, but another man, Guo Ziyuan would casually make a suggestive remark, such as that men prefer longer durations.

But Guo Ziyuan wasn't that greasy.

Liu Lingli may still not quite understand this point.

When Liu Lingli left work, she noticed that her parents were kneeling before Peng Jingye and others at the entrance of the emergency room.

"Dr. Peng, thank you so much. If it weren't for you, my daughter might be gone."

"How could a wound on the foot have ruptured the heart?"

"You're truly a miracle doctor!"

Peng Jingye, supporting the middle-aged couple, said, "It wasn't me, really, this is Dr. Guo—"

"You all get up first."

As Peng Jingye helped the middle-aged couple to their feet, he saw Guo Ziyuan carrying a bag as he left work in the distance.

He also looked in Peng Jingye's direction, gave Peng Jingye a thumbs up, smiled calmly, and left the emergency department with firm steps.

That figure never stopped or paused.

The smile as he turned away was sincere and magnanimous, without even a trace of jealousy.

At that moment, Peng Jingye felt like a clown.

He was genuinely worried that Guo Ziyuan would be jealous or even resentful that he had stolen his credit.

However, Guo Ziyuan's smile did not contain the slightest hint of that.

Did you really save this little girl yourself?

Was it really a cardiac surgeon who saved him?

No, that's not true.

As a doctor, Peng Jingye knew that he and Wang Yuanqing from the Department of Cardiac Surgery were just tools of Guo Ziyuan.

Guo Ziyuan was the key to saving her.

Without Guo Ziyuan, she would most likely have died from shock.

Moreover, Guo Ziyuan could leave without revealing his merits after saving someone.

That truly embodies the magnanimity and nonchalance of waving one's sleeves without taking away a single cloud.

Guo Ziyuan and Liu Lingli disappeared side by side around the corner of the emergency department.

Peng Jingye finally helped the middle-aged couple up, his tone earnest: "Let me tell you, brother, sister..."

"I didn't save your daughter; it was Dr. Guo Ziyuan from our department who saved her."

"He called me during the resuscitation and said that an echocardiogram was needed."

"After he had a cardiac ultrasound and found no anterior pericardial effusion, he said the blood was in the back."

"Dr. Guo?"

"Where is he?" The couple were stunned.

Peng Jingye said, "Dr. Guo has finished his shift; he's only doing diagnoses now."

"Then it was Dr. Peng who saved my daughter—"

"Dr. Peng, thank you so much. My daughter's surgery went very smoothly."

"Thank you for your hard work." The woman clasped her hands together, her voice filled with sincere gratitude.

[By accurately diagnosing the patient's pericardial effusion, cardiogenic shock and death were avoided, earning 36 skill points.]

Regardless of how reality unfolds, the platform itself has its own endorsement.

Being a doctor doesn't necessarily mean doing everything yourself.

Treatment does not necessarily require standing in front of the patient and personally performing the procedure.

Liu Lingli, standing beside Guo Ziyuan, looked rather dazed: "Dr. Guo, weren't you feeling upset just now?"

Why do you think that way?

"A child who was only a few years old came back to life because of me. Her life can continue to be brilliant, and her future still has infinite possibilities. Tell me, should I be sad?" Guo Ziyuan said and then nodded.

Liu Lingli said, "That's not what I meant. What I meant was that the family should thank you."

"The more a person thinks about something, the more they lack it."

"The more you try to prove something, the less confident you are in that thing."

"It's like if you told Grandpa Yuan Longping that he couldn't do scientific research, he would just smile at you."

"But he'll get angry if you dare to say he can't play chess."

"Liu Lingli, tomorrow is Sunday, you can rest for a day. You don't need to come over tomorrow." Guo Ziyuan ended the conversation.

Liu Lingli asked, "Dr. Guo, are you also taking tomorrow off?"

Guo Ziyuan shook his head: "Me? I'm not going to rest."

"Practicing surgical techniques is a slow and meticulous process; it requires diligence and daily practice."

"One minute on stage requires ten years of practice off stage."

Liu Lingli replied frankly and openly, "Then I won't rest either; I'll practice for ten years."

After saying all that, Liu Lingli asked hesitantly, "Dr. Guo, are you going to the laboratory?"

"Could you take me to see it too?"