Is there no limit to this doctor's skills?

Chapter 147 The Truly Sensible Peng Jingye!

The lighting in the control room was both bright and soft.

When the light is bright, there are no artifacts on the hands; when the light is soft, there is no glare.

Guo Ziyuan continued his routine inspections, taking measurements of the local ulcers on the rabbits he had previously treated.

After performing the procedure on two more patients, Guo Ziyuan turned his head and replied, "If the drug concentration is appropriate, more people can complete the treatment, which is certainly a good thing —"

"This proves that our treatment plan is scalable."

"Moreover, we can purify specific growth factors and turn them into commodities."

"The plan is designed for internal use, while the products are designed for external use."

Guo Ziyuan's tone was indifferent, as if he was not particularly excited about it.

An Yue, after scribbling away for a while, sniffed and said in a soft, gentle voice, "Dr. Guo, haven't you considered that we might be about to strike it rich?"

Guo Ziyuan nodded frankly: "Of course I've thought about it."

"I'm very poor too."

"But I might not be as persistent as you."

Having lived two lives, Guo Ziyuan knew that once a surgeon officially started working and became a chief surgeon...

Generally speaking, he doesn't have to worry about income.

The prerequisite is that you can endure it and develop the skills to become a proper surgeon.

Guo Ziyuan had survived in his previous life, so he didn't even need to struggle now. Therefore, Guo Ziyuan had never experienced financial hardship.

Even when Guo Ziyuan asked his family for money, he did so openly and generously.

Guo Ziyuan is well aware that when he looks back ten years from now, the money he asks his family for now will only be a small amount.

Having experienced a future that can only be foreseen now, Guo Ziyuan has a more composed mindset.

Guo Ziyuan noticed that An Yue's gaze had become somewhat strange, so he softened his tone slightly.

"Because I lack what you don't lack, and you lack what you don't lack, so our perspectives are different."

"I don't have any formal research papers, so I'm even more looking forward to the benefits they will bring me."

"Alright, let's not talk about this anymore, let's get back to work."

"Focus on doing your own job well and completing your research project. As for the rest, we'll have to deal with that later."

An Yue's emotions gradually calmed down. She didn't speak, but her eyes lingered on Guo Ziyuan.

On several occasions, her gaze met Guo Ziyuan's indifferent eyes, and An Yue even felt somewhat ashamed of herself.

Although An Yue knew that his skill level was far inferior to Guo Ziyuan's.

But Guo Ziyuan's genuine composure, which wasn't feigned, made An Yue feel like he was a money-grubber!

Guo Ziyuan also talks about money, but when he does, his demeanor reveals his composure and open-mindedness.

Unlike myself, who is so useless.

When money is mentioned, they're like dogs seeing dog food, their eyes light up, and they're even led by the nose.

Although it was a respectable income, Anyue still felt it was very low-class.

It was getting cold in Yishi at night.

Stepping out of the laboratory, a cold wind blew, and An Yue tightened his trench coat, still feeling the chill.

However, An Yue didn't expect Guo Ziyuan to be so "gentlemanly" as to put a jacket on her; she was just eagerly waiting for her ride-hailing car to arrive as soon as possible.

While looking at his phone, An Yue casually asked, "Dr. Guo, don't you get bored going to the emergency room's control room every day?"

An Yue's gaze and expression became more restrained, and she could feel the muscles in her face tightening unnaturally.

Guo Ziyuan, who was dressed more warmly, including thermal underwear, said, "No way, how could practicing techniques be boring?"

"Basic skills are the main path in surgery!"

An Yue originally wanted to invite Guo Ziyuan out for a meal over the weekend, but Guo Ziyuan didn't seem to be in the mood, so she felt a little embarrassed to bring it up herself.

At this moment, An Yue was secretly cursing himself for being cowardly.

"Dr. Guo, my car has arrived. See you tomorrow—" An Yue strode towards the Geely Emgrand, which had its right turn signal on and was approaching.

"See you tomorrow."

"My car will be here soon too." Guo Ziyuan waved to An Yue.

After Anyue got into the ride-hailing car, his phone vibrated again.

Dao Dao: "How did it go? Did you get a date?"

"You must have gotten him, right? After all, this is the first time you've ever asked another guy out."

An Yue's expression and the emoji he sent were both extremely dejected: "I didn't even dare to say it out loud."

Dao Dao: "What?"

Why didn't you say it?

Dao Dao: "You'd better be careful. According to your description, that nurse named Liu Lingli is a very formidable opponent."

"She comes from a well-off family and has a very systematic upbringing."

"She is graceful and generous in her dealings with people and in her actions. If you continue to act like a timid, girlish person, you will make a huge mistake."

"What's more, you didn't even gain the upper hand."

An Yue: "Don't say that."

"Perhaps—I don't have those kinds of feelings in my heart."

Dao Dao: "/rolls eyes!"

"An Yue, are the feelings you described to me your true thoughts, or did you copy them from travel guides on Xiaohongshu?"

"Please don't tell me you were 'moved' just for the sake of being moved, and that's why you filled out those supposedly necessary signals?"

An Yue: "Actually—I can't explain it clearly either."

"I just feel—it's not quite the same as what they're sharing."

"Those feelings, they seem to be there, but they also seem not to be."

"Besides, am I being too realistic? When I first met him, I thought he—"

Dao Dao: "Look, this is where you fall short compared to others; you're always looking before and after the problem."

Why do you care what happened before?

"Which two people don't label each other when they first meet?"

"At first, I thought you were very aloof?"

What was your first impression of me? Did you think I was introverted?

"Oh my god."

Dao Dao brought up the topic at this point: "So, please forget all those memories from the past, okay?"

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"First of all, it's perfectly normal to fall for someone who is better than you."

"You have good looks, a good education, and a good income. You don't like people who are more outstanding or equally outstanding than you."

"What do you like? A thug?"

"Besides, An Yue, you're still young. Although you're a female PhD, you're only twenty-six years old—"

"So, you're actually very talented too; you're just looking for people like you."

An Yue secretly glanced at the ride-hailing driver and found that he was focused on driving and didn't even notice her blushing.

"Dao Dao, but actually, I think he's much better than me."

"I felt like a child in his presence."

"Now every night, I feel like I'm about to meet your parents."

"I only feel this way when I see my grandmother. I'm not this nervous when I see my teacher."

Dao Dao: "???"

"You play pretty insane games, huh?"

"If that's how you think, I suggest you just disappear—"

An Yue: "Didn't you suggest I just take advantage of this opportunity? This research project has a great future; it could make me a lot of money."

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Dao Dao: "That's settled then, stop thinking about all this nonsense."

"Everything is geared towards making money."

"Who he eats with, who he dates, who he sleeps with—what business is it of yours?"

"Anyway, you didn't think that way."

An Yue's face flushed even redder, down to his ears: "What nonsense are you talking about?"

Dao Dao: "A complete mess?"

"An Yue, you're twenty-six this year, not sixteen."

"The legal marriage age for girls in our country is twenty. Your peers at your age probably already have children in elementary school."

"Isn't it normal for adults to sleep together?"

An Yue's typing speed slowed down: "So, you mean, them?"

Dao Dao: "How would I know? I don't have the ability to see into the heavens."

"I'm just telling you, these things can develop very quickly."

"Damn it, a man and a woman alone in a room, this is the 21st century, do you really expect someone like Liu Xiahui who could remain unmoved by a woman in your lap?"

"If I could meet a high-quality man like the one you're describing, I could wash myself clean and go to bed with him."

"Okay, what am I rambling on about?"

"You decide for yourself—"

Chats between girls, no matter how pretty they are, are always full of exciting content.

An Yue lowered his head and pondered.

She held her phone, looking out the window, feeling somewhat lost and flustered.

No textbook has ever taught how to solve this example problem.

There's no more detailed information on Xiaohongshu.

Guo Ziyuan slept until 7:20 a.m. before being woken up by the third alarm clock.

As Guo Ziyuan drew back the curtains and saw the bright red sunrise streaming down his face, he knew it was another sunny autumn day.

Guo Ziyuan instinctively checked his skill point balance first.

Then, satisfied, I began my routine after getting up.

Pooping, washing your face, brushing your teeth —

"After the middle of the month, I still need to go to the gym regularly."

Guo Ziyuan made this decision as he walked into the emergency department carrying breakfast.

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At the entrance to the control room break room, Liu Lingli was somewhat flustered.

Diagonally opposite Liu Lingli, Peng Jingye kept carrying things inside, muttering, "Lingli, you and Xiao Guo should eat as much of this as you like, don't worry about the stock running out."

"Send me a message if you think we're running out of food. You should also write down Xiao Guo's preferences so I can send him more next time."

Guo Ziyuan worked at Yilan Central Hospital for many years, but the interpersonal skills he learned there were rendered useless by others who used them against him.

Peng Jingye, an attending physician, replenished his food rations early in the morning before arriving at work.

You can't say he's bribing you.

He just left it in the lounge; eat it or don't, it's up to you.

No one would consider bringing some snacks to the department as a bribe.

"Teacher Peng, what brings you here again?"

"What you're doing isn't really appropriate," Guo Ziyuan said, unfazed, and stepped forward.

"I'll help you move your things to your office."

Peng Jingye warned, "Xiao Guo, don't touch this. It's mine. I can put it wherever I want."

"I didn't ask you to take it!"

After Peng Jingye finished speaking sternly, his tone softened and his smile became bright: "Xiao Guo, I won't waste any more words with you. You're a smart man, you understand what I mean."

"To be honest, some things aren't very useful to you right now."

"But I need it."

"Even though you call me Teacher Peng, I still can't make an equal exchange with you."

"Well, since your teacher Peng doesn't have any other abilities, all I can do is try to give you some preferential treatment in your daily life."

"My abilities are limited—"

"We can only try to give your master a verbal answer."

Peng Jingye swiftly brought up Ding Xianqi, and aptly explained his own "benefits."

The banners that patients presented to him in the department were, in principle, meant for Guo Ziyuan.

Without Guo Ziyuan, he wouldn't have gotten a single banner.

However, Guo Ziyuan does not need these banners as decorations at the moment, but Peng Jingye does.

We can only take it safely —

For doctors in hospitals, a banner presented by a patient is a sign of merit in front of their superiors.

Peng Jingye wanted to improve his career.

Moreover, Peng Jingye was well aware that he could not provide Guo Ziyuan with the same exchange item!

"Teacher Peng, you're being too polite." Guo Ziyuan genuinely felt that his cultivation in his previous life was too shallow.

For a moment, they couldn't find any loopholes in Peng Jingye's words.

"Xiao Guo, do you think you're being too polite, or am I?"

"According to the rules, you're already my esteemed guest. I'm already being shameless by not treating you like royalty."

"Hey, I've put my things away, time to go home too."

"Xiao Guo, Lingli, you two go about your business—" Peng Jingye didn't make any verbal accusations.

He just left it here; it wasn't given to Guo Ziyuan.

He wasn't afraid even if someone recorded him.

"Well, I know you all bring your own breakfast, so I didn't take the liberty of doing so."

"At noon, I ordered a fish to come over."

"The money has already been paid, and it's been placed in the lounge—"

"I'm leaving." Peng Jingye had arranged everything perfectly.

It's up to you whether you eat it or not.

It's just sitting here anyway.

Liu Lingli's expression was slightly confused. Although her family worked in the government sector, her father never showed off his skills in front of her.

Liu Lingli looked at the snacks in the break room: "Dr. Guo, these?"

"Why don't you just pick what you like and eat it?"

"Teacher Peng said it's here, so it's okay if you take some to eat."

Guo Ziyuan sighed softly and continued, "But if things continue like this, I can't stay in the control room any longer."

Liu Lingli asked in surprise, "Why, Dr. Guo?"

"Once or twice is a blunder, but if it happens too often, it will eventually come to a head."

"Teacher Peng and his colleagues wanted to get me into the operating room."

Guo Ziyuan knew perfectly well that Peng Jingye had another purpose in doing all this.

The lounge is ultimately crowded and noisy.

Once inside the operating room, that's when the true secrets are kept from being shared with others.

Peng Jingye had something to ask for, but the basis for his request was the encouragement of the deputy director above him and Zhou Yong, the director of the emergency department.

The hope is that Guo Ziyuan can go into the operating room and further reduce the mortality rate in the emergency department.

Or rather, it allows Guo Ziyuan to be more closely associated with the emergency room.

Guo Ziyuan has accumulated enough skills and technical foundation, so there is no reason for him to refuse.

So, after finishing breakfast, Guo Ziyuan went directly to see Director Zhou Yong.

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