Is there no limit to this doctor's skills?

Chapter 170 The 'Advisor' said I wasn't sharp enough!

An Yue's face flushed unconsciously, but quickly returned to normal.

Although she had little "dating" experience, there was no one to teach her any proper dating techniques.

Ke An Yue is a girl with perfectly normal intelligence. She herself has also distinguished the differences between the two by observing Liu Lingli's every move.

When An Yue was working alongside Guo Ziyuan in the emergency department's operating room, she witnessed firsthand how Liu Lingli "actively pursued boys."

For this reason, Anyue even looked up some travel guides.

One of these strategies worried An Yue for a while.

It's easy for a woman to pursue a man.

According to online sources, when a girl pursues a boy, the outcome becomes much easier.

At that time, An Yue's mindset had not yet been corrected by "Dao Dao". She just felt that she came to Yishi to collect data for her research project.

Guo Ziyuan is a "scumbag".

Is a man who can say that girls won't be 18 every year, but there are girls who are 18 every year, a good person?

An Yue even privately thought that Guo Ziyuan must be the kind of man who frequents brothels.

You must maintain a certain degree of 'isolation' from this kind of person!

Then, Anyue was "tamed" by an old saying.

My first acquaintance with him was but a fleeting glimpse.

This fleeting glimpse is merely a first impression...

An Yue is a smart person; she even went to read some psychology research and books specifically for this purpose.

However, after summarizing psychological theories, An Yue silently discovered something quite frightening.

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Guo Ziyuan is ill.

He has a mental illness.

This condition has a more common description—"obsessive-compulsive disorder about cleanliness"!

It's not that Guo Ziyuan has any kind of physical obsession with cleanliness, that he has to wipe away every stain he sees, or that he has to wipe away everything he encounters in life.

However, An Yue concluded that Guo Ziyuan had "mental fastidiousness"!

An Yue made this conclusion because she discovered that Guo Ziyuan was quite composed in the face of everything and everyone.

One can advance or retreat as one pleases.

However, Guo Ziyuan's sincerity usually occurs when he discovers that the other party has a "disadvantageous" label.

Once this label appears, the line segment between the two people that Guo Ziyuan taught her will become "biased".

An Yue is really bad at dating, but he is really good at research.

Of course, after a while, Anyue gave it up.

Because she felt that her behavior was truly shameful...

After completely breaking down a person's behavioral characteristics, you can then cater to their psychological preferences.

Is this really love?

Instead of playing chess, or setting up a trap?

Realizing this, Anyue had no choice but to retreat...

However, An Yue naturally couldn't forget the psychology-related theories and knowledge he had seen.

Therefore, by observing Guo Ziyuan's subtle expressions, An Yue could guess that Guo Ziyuan did not like his mentor Professor Huang and his master Professor Ding "associating" him with himself!

The root cause was my first impression of him!

An Yue is currently unsure what to do about this.

Or perhaps, doing nothing is the best course of action...

As Anyue's thoughts were in disarray, a waiter brought in a pot of tea. Professor Huang had brought it with him in the car and had specially asked the waiter to brew it and bring it over.

When the tea set arrived, Anyue instinctively wanted to stand up and pour the tea.

But after she raised her right hand about five centimeters, she found that Guo Ziyuan did not move.

An Yue, who had always regarded Guo Ziyuan's behavior as the standard of "relatively mature for his age", also gave up the initiative to stand up.

Huang Zhao and Ding Xianqi stopped talking.

Only after the waiter left did Huang Zhao look at Guo Ziyuan again: "Xiao Guo, you're a bit greasy."

"This kind of mentality is actually not suitable for your age group."

"If young people don't have vigor and ambition, they'll be old before they do."

After saying that, Huang Zhao glanced at Ding Xianqi next door: "Just like Xiao Ding, I don't know how he became so slick."

Huang Zhao has a sharp eye!

Guo Ziyuan's physical age is now 26, but his mental age is already close to 37!

Thirty-seven years of experience may not be enough to support Guo Ziyuan's "sharp and outspoken" personality, which is like that of a twenty-six-year-old!

This is an instinct that Guo Ziyuan cannot reverse.

Therefore, Guo Ziyuan immediately understood that Huang Zhao was indirectly criticizing him, saying that Guo Ziyuan was too slick.

It was Ding Xianqi who "misled" Guo Ziyuan.

"Master, it's good to be low-key in your personal life but high-profile in your work..." Guo Ziyuan smiled frankly, picked up the tea, and slowly brought it to his lips.

Huang Zhao snorted coldly: "You're just too smart, so you're too observant and can take in every little thing other people do and attribute it to yourself."

"Look at yourself, the way you're holding your teacup right now, does it look like a young person's?"

"Look at your eyes again?"

Those who know you know you are Ding Xianqi's student, but those who don't think you two are brothers of the same age.

"Pretending!"

Huang Zhao was genuinely dedicated to being a wise advisor and a respected elder: "I don't think you're being particularly high-profile in your work."

"I also heard that you spend all your time in the operating room and are reluctant to even venture into the operating room..."

"I also heard that your dream is to never work overtime!"

Huang Zhao extended his right thumb, his tone sarcastic: "This portion."

It was as if Huang Zhao had installed a camera next to Guo Ziyuan; he seemed to know everything.

Guo Ziyuan first turned his head to look at An Yue.

If it were a while ago, An Yue might have been nervous, but now, she is genuinely not nervous at all.

An Yue replied, "Dr. Guo, I did not say any of this to Professor Huang."

"You have Professor Huang's informant by your side."

An Yue cleverly explained that it wasn't his doing, and almost told Guo Ziyuan exactly which people were responsible.

Professor Huang Zhao has retired, and his outpatient clinic is currently closed.

When he's not performing consultation surgeries, he seems to have trouble passing the time in a day.

So I have plenty of time to study these "rumors"!

"Master, we can't cause trouble for others," Guo Ziyuan explained his reasoning.

"Can't you really not cause trouble for others? Huh?" Huang Zhao's personality has always been quite eccentric.

"Even if it causes a little trouble, so what?"

"Which doctor's professional development process doesn't involve causing trouble for others?"

"Which experienced doctor, after years of training, hasn't lost patients due to a lack of competence?"

"As long as it's not a matter of principle... what's a little trouble?"

"Haven't you caused your parents any trouble growing up?"

Huang Zhao's thinking always seems to take an unconventional approach.

When people get old, they become monsters.

In front of Huang Zhao, Guo Ziyuan sometimes felt as if he had never worn clothes.

He almost had his identity as a time traveler exposed, and he almost had his 'cheat code' revealed!

Yes, other people's technical growth requires a large number of "patients"!

He honed his skills by experiencing the life and death of patients.

But Guo Ziyuan doesn't need to do that!

That makes you seem very "unconventional"!

This is an essential experience in medicine.

Medicine is an empirical science!

No matter what kind of doctor you are, you can't grow until you've witnessed a few patients die.

Although it's cruel, that's the objective fact.

If a doctor never gets to practice, he will never learn.

If a doctor gets involved in a procedure, then there will inevitably be areas where his abilities are lacking!

This will always be the case; it is an eternal theory.

Every doctor has their own weaknesses...

Guo Ziyuan has his own insights on this:

"Master, before pursuing quantity at the expense of quality, we must strive to reduce quantity as much as possible!"

"This is especially true for our medical practice."

"Because the space we're in is where patients are using their lives as consumables!"

"I am a doctor."

"Neither you nor my master ever taught me that I could treat a patient without proper preparation!"

Huang Zhao continued his 'flat' attack: "But you've prepared very well compared to the others."

Guo Ziyuan, however, chose to interrupt without hesitation: "Studying is a personal matter. Only you know the joys and sorrows."

"I know it's not good enough, so it has nothing to do with other people's average abilities!"

"Master, if I'm destined to have only one bucket of water in my entire life, then..."

"When the water in the bucket is three-quarters full, I go out to collect the patient's blood droplets!"

"But what if I could have a huge tank of water in my lifetime!"

"I can only actively fill the tank when it is three-quarters full, or at least half full."

"This has nothing to do with the average level!!"

Guo Ziyuan's answer can be described as "poisonous"!

The doctor's skill level is likened to a bucket of water and a vat of water.

One's own accumulation, practice, and theory are like the water prepared in advance; the rest is forged from the blood of the patients!

Is that a cruel statement?

cruel!

But that's the reality.

The stark reality.

This is how medicine is driven forward.

This is how medical progress is achieved.

Medicine directly targets people, so every advancement in medical technology is inseparable from human effort.

These people are either Guo Ziyuan's patients or other people's patients.

They're either Chinese or from other countries!

There are no exceptions, and there will be no exceptions.

Guo Ziyuan is an adult, and an adult with the awareness of being in his thirties.

At forty, one is no longer perplexed!

Although Guo Ziyuan was not yet forty in his previous life, he was close to forty.

"Not being confused" means having one's own cognitive framework and perspective on things.

He doesn't have to be completely right, but he can't be completely wrong either.

Therefore, even Professor Huang Zhao could not find a way to speak with Guo Ziyuan!

The atmosphere became a bit awkward for a moment.

Ding Xianqi dared not speak, and An Yue dared not speak even more.

Huang Zhao!

After a moment of receding wrinkles on his old face, he slowly let out a sigh.

"Xiao Guo, you do have unique insights into medicine, clinical practice, patients, and doctors."

Huang Zhao took a deep breath and slowly picked up his teacup: "Perhaps only you can understand the path that is most suitable for you."

"I won't say that to you anymore."

While Huang Zhao was giving Guo Ziyuan freedom, he also seemed to have aged a few years.

Huang Zhao wanted to teach Guo Ziyuan.

Currently, technically he has a hard time finding a way to fit in, but unexpectedly, Guo Ziyuan's values ​​are also a bit special!

He still couldn't integrate his own ideas.

Is Guo Ziyuan's statement correct?

That's right!

Before becoming a doctor, one should theoretically maximize all their potential abilities.

He strives to improve his medical skills while minimizing the costs incurred by patients.

This is called the principle of non-harm!

And this is indeed unrelated to the average level.

"Let's talk about something else," Huang Zhao said, changing the subject as the atmosphere became a little awkward.

This time, Guo Ziyuan took the initiative to start the conversation.

"Master, I've recently come up with a basic theory for an instrument."

"We can tentatively name it the Local Circulation Device."

"This is based on the theory of microcirculation and the fundamental theory of ECMO..."

After Guo Ziyuan finished speaking, An Yue jumped up like a rabbit.

Her beautiful peach blossom eyes seemed to hold a myriad of emotions in an instant.

An Yue thought to himself softly.

This is just my dream, how could it possibly become reality?

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Ding Xianqi reached out and interrupted Guo Ziyuan: "Don't talk about basic theory yet, just tell me how this thing can be used!"

"Theory should be explored in detail in the context of its application."

"You might not be able to finish even one-tenth of what you've said today."

Guo Ziyuan nodded slowly: "Master, based on my own understanding, this local circulation device has quite a few uses."

"Local circulation device" refers to the fact that the body's major blood vessel circulation system and the local circulation system of the limbs can exist independently.

"ECMO's role is to replace the body's major circulation and maintain the body's overall life functions."

"The local circulation device is a replacement for the local circulation system, maintaining the circulation system of the limbs and individual organs."

"If this really succeeds, then we can perform surgeries with complete confidence and courage in the future."

"The surgery time can be extended indefinitely."

"For example, if a special situation occurs in the right lower limb of our trauma surgery department, we will first completely close the blood circulation in the right lower limb!"

"For example, if the kidney is bruised, we will first shut down the kidney's circulatory system."

"Theoretically, a ruptured liver can also circulate independently."

"Organ transplants can be preserved for longer periods of time..."

Huang Zhao's voice suddenly turned a little low: "Guo Ziyuan... are you kidding this old man?"

Since it was Ding Xianqi who asked the question, Guo Ziyuan was looking in Ding Xianqi's direction.

"Of course not, Master." Guo Ziyuan instinctively turned to look at Huang Zhao.

Then, Guo Ziyuan suddenly noticed that Huang Zhao's expression was very strange!

And his breathing became unusually rapid!

This immediately reminded Guo Ziyuan of his advisor's "old problem"!

"Master...blood pressure medication, quick!"

"Quickly find the clerk some blood pressure medication..."

As Guo Ziyuan spoke, he quickly walked towards Huang Zhao: "Master, calm down... I was just bragging..."

"You said I wasn't sharp enough; I was just bragging."

Damn it, I shared some good news with my advisor, and it immediately raised his blood pressure?!

Five minutes later.

After Huang Zhao took nifedipine sublingually for a while, his complexion gradually improved.

Guo Ziyuan and Ding Xianqi were both gently patting Huang Zhao's shoulder and stroking his chest.

Guo Ziyuan said with a smile, "Master, please don't be angry."

Old ginger is spicier.

Huang Zhao looked at Guo Ziyuan: "Which of your words are true?"

Guo Ziyuan doesn't dare to express his opinion now...

What if, by some chance, Huang Zhao is sent away? Then I'll be without a strategist.

Guo Ziyuan then looked at Ding Xianqi.

Which statement is true?

Huang Zhao then rubbed his old face sheepishly and said, "Alright, I've almost recovered and digested it all."

"Xiao Guo, please continue. Tell me about the uses of this circulation device..."

Damn it!

I'm almost eighty years old, yet a few words from Guo Ziyuan caused my blood pressure to spike rapidly, to the point that I had trouble breathing.

That's a really bad attitude.

I was almost going to see my brothers.

Hey guys, I'll have to wait a bit longer before I can join you guys for drinks. I can't bear to leave this grand-disciple behind...

An Yue promptly brought Huang Zhao a cup of hot water, but not tea: "Professor Huang, no rush, please have some water first, and we can take our time."

She could actually understand Huang Zhao.

Just now, An Yue felt his heart beating at its fastest.

"A fantastical theory I casually shared was turned into reality by him?"

"Did my wish come true?"

Or is this what it feels like to be pampered and noticed?

An Yue didn't know what the answer was, which is why she lost her composure.

After losing her composure, her heart was racing at an extreme pace.

In fact, An Yue did not understand that the romance that girls like is, to a certain extent, "dreams come true"!

Whether it's an accident or careful preparation, it will touch a chord in their hearts.

"Okay, it's really okay now."

"Xiao Guo, you can really say it now. I've said you can say it."

"I wasn't mentally prepared before."

After pushing aside his students and grand-apprentices, Huang Zhao restarted the conversation: "According to you, what about your local circulation device?"

"That's a bit unreasonable!"

Guo Ziyuan didn't understand whether it was about reasoning or not; after all, it was just a theory that had been perfected.

To turn it into reality, it still needs to undergo numerous verifications.

The challenge lies in combining theory with materials to create such a device.

However, Guo Ziyuan received the basic theory.

The importance of basic theory lies in its fundamental nature; it encompasses everything from theory to production and preparation.

The foundation of life theory starts with genes!

Guo Ziyuan no longer needs to share theories, but he has time to start talking about their specific applications.

As Guo Ziyuan spoke, he glanced at An Yue again: "Master, this theory should start with Dr. An."

An Yue sat properly, his ears perked up.

She didn't let a single word from Guo Ziyuan slip by.

Even if these theories weren't specifically crafted by Guo Ziyuan for her!

However, since Grandma passed away, there has been virtually no one in this world who takes her true thoughts to heart.

Dao Dao doesn't know how.

Her other benefactor, her roommate, wouldn't.

The senior and junior students don't know.

Even the supervisor wouldn't know.

Her suitors would either send her flowers, plants, or fruits.

They either drive around showing off, they have no idea what their needs are, they have no idea what their thoughts are...

At this point, An Yue only managed to utter two words.

It feels so good to have a true friend.

To know, to be aware of, to be familiar with.

Knowing, sharing, understanding...

An Yue's gaze remained fixed on a plate on the table, observing its petal-like patterns.

This way, she can maintain absolute "dignity" and avoid becoming confused.