Is there no limit to this doctor's skills?

Chapter 176 The Associative Power of a Young Writer

After the woman left the emergency room, Peng Jingye and Associate Chief Physician Qian Shuhang finally approached.

Qian Shuhang sighed, "Dr. Guo, you've really had a tough time..."

"He's clearly very capable, but he not only has to guard against patients, but also against those above him."

Preventing patients is to avoid medical disputes, while preventing those above is to avoid being punished by the rules.

Guo Ziyuan's mindset was certainly not that of a typical young person: "Director Qian, regulations are the biggest protective barrier for patients."

"Not every patient has a certain level of medical knowledge and medical-related understanding."

"If there are no regulations to restrain doctors, patients are the greater victims."

If just anyone claims to be able to treat diabetic foot ulcers in order to make a quick buck, it's unacceptable.

Who will suffer the loss then?

If you truly have the ability, there are legitimate channels for you to pursue it.

Guo Ziyuan's teacher is already going through the procedures; it's not that Guo Ziyuan is absolutely forbidden from receiving treatment.

Yao Tiao said aptly, "Director Qian, the oversight of medical ethics is a summary of historical lessons."

"Direct human experimentation is still far too horrific."

"So much so that no amount of caution is too much before a new treatment is implemented."

"Dr. Guo's skills will surely be put to good use soon."

Guo Ziyuan smiled and said, "Go ahead and praise me. I'm thick-skinned anyway. No matter how much you praise me, I'll feel like it's true."

Qian Shuhang knew that Guo Ziyuan was calm.

Praising others is a matter of social etiquette, but praising you comes from the heart.

"If even Dr. Guo feels that way, then of course he won't get carried away."

"To have such a mindset as a doctor, you've lived a worthwhile life."

After saying this, Qian Shuhang could only sigh, "If I were you, I definitely wouldn't have been able to control myself..."

What Qian Shuhang meant by "unable to control himself" was that he couldn't help but display his extraordinary abilities in clinical practice, even to the point of wanting to overpower his superiors and take over all the work.

Guo Ziyuan did not take Qian Shuhang's words seriously.

Everyone has their own experiences and encounters, as well as their own understanding of the world.

Guo Ziyuan has his own mature worldview.

If Guo Ziyuan didn't have the panel, he might have done the same as Qian Shuhang: learn the skills but not to an excessive degree, so as not to "harm" people and to bring more benefits to patients.

But the problem now is that Guo Ziyuan knows he can further solidify his various abilities.

Sharpening your axe won't delay your woodcutting!

Therefore, Guo Ziyuan is not in a hurry.

Moreover, Guo Ziyuan in his previous life died from overwork.

Having finally been reborn at the age of twenty-five or twenty-six, Guo Ziyuan had no intention of repeating his past life's experiences.

Anyone could be overworked to the point of sudden death.

"Buzz!" Guo Ziyuan's phone just happened to be flashing.

This is information about Liu Lingli.

Guo Ziyuan picked it up and glanced at it, then gave it to Qian Shuhang.

Before Guo Ziyuan could speak, Qian Shuhang said, "Dr. Guo, please go ahead."

"Although I don't know what the point of you still going into the control room is, you're a master, and your understanding of medical technology far surpasses mine."

"I don't even dare to give you any advice, for fear of affecting you."

Qian Shuhang is telling the truth.

Guo Ziyuan's profound and unfathomable basic medical skills are all commonly found in the operating room. It was there that Guo Ziyuan honed his most basic surgical skills to his current level.

Moreover, this level of expertise can provide patients in the emergency room with an almost "extreme" safety net.

What right does Qian Shuhang have to advise or instruct someone like that not to go to the control room?

Qian Shuhang wondered if he hadn't spent enough time in the control room, which was why his basic skills weren't exceptionally good.

Qian Shuhang actually went there secretly a few times, and even after Guo Ziyuan left the control room 3, he secretly went to the control room again.

It feels the same as always.

Bored, tedious, tired, and exhausted.

No inspiration.

Guo Ziyuan then left.

Yao Tiao, being very sensible, didn't follow...

April 28nd, weather: sunny.

6:19 PM.

The dark clouds dispersed, the sun set, and the mountains were ablaze with red clouds.

Guo Ziyuan walked out of the emergency department and prepared to walk to the laboratory to conduct experiments.

When Master Ding Xianqi moved the laboratory, he took into account Guo Ziyuan's work nature and tried to choose a laboratory that was closer to Yilan Central Hospital.

It is only 2 kilometers as the crow flies from the central hospital, a total distance of 3.4 kilometers.

Guo Ziyuan immediately realized that this was a good opportunity for him to "train".

If it doesn't rain, there's a decent rice bowl restaurant on the way to the lab that can satisfy my hunger.

It was raining yesterday, so Guo Ziyuan chose to take the bus.

However, after walking only 500 meters, Guo Ziyuan noticed a young girl sitting on an outdoor bench in front of the coffee shop.

She was wearing loose-fitting scimitar pants, sunglasses, and sitting with her legs crossed.

Holding a notebook, he would sometimes be writing furiously, and then put down the pen, sipping his coffee and looking around...

Guo Ziyuan was on foot, so he had time to see the entire continuous operation of "Chi Huan Lin".

After reading it, Guo Ziyuan thought about it carefully, and then turned around and went into the coffee shop as he passed by.

"Chi Huanlin, you're sitting here again today?" Guo Ziyuan asked, stopping in his tracks.

This was not the first time Guo Ziyuan had encountered Chi Huanlin since Chi Huanlin was discharged from the hospital.

To be precise, this should be the third time.

The first time, Chi Huanlin happened to be sitting in a spot opposite the emergency room entrance, "writing furiously"!

The second time, Chi Huanlin sat in a teahouse about 200 meters to the right of the emergency department. This time, she didn't bring her notebook.

It was raining that day.

"It's quite obvious, Dr. Guo, I'm testing the waters."

"I plan to spend plenty of time figuring out your route home." Chi Huanlin closed his notebook.

"Dr. Guo, would you like some coffee?"

Guo Ziyuan waved his hand: "I have to go to the lab later, so I won't take up any more time."

After speaking, Guo Ziyuan looked at Chi Huanlin again.

Chi Huanlin looks rather "cool" right now!

Especially those stylish sunglasses.

However, perhaps Guo Ziyuan spotted Chi Huanlin, or perhaps Chi Huanlin herself made it clear that she was scouting the area, so she took off her sunglasses without hesitation.

Why are you asking me how I get home?

Guo Ziyuan was slightly puzzled: "If you wanted to thank me, why didn't you just ask me where I live?"

Chi Huanlin shook his head, then wagged his finger: "Dr. Guo, isn't that pointless?"

"Next time, I should sit in that spot."

Guo Ziyuan suddenly realized: "You're planning to sit all the way to my doorstep?"

"Yes, until I became your neighbor, Dr. Guo."

"Or, floors facing each other."

After finishing his sentence, Chi Huanlin asked, "Dr. Guo, I don't think this counts as stalking, do I?"

Guo Ziyuan smacked his chin: "That certainly doesn't count. Who would follow someone and only advance a few hundred meters a day?"

"To be precise, your behavior can be described as a defensive reconnaissance tactic of gradually approaching the target."

"Chi Huanlin, just tell me straight, what do you want?"

Chi Huanlin put his legs down: "Dr. Guo, I told you, I was just drinking coffee, looking for inspiration, trying to find some ideas..."

"You know, I'm a writer, and writers always need some imaginative ideas and unique perspectives."

Guo Ziyuan nodded: "So..."

"You move a hundred or two hundred meters closer to the direction I go home every day; is that your unique perspective?"

Guo Ziyuan had never met anyone like Chi Huanlin.

Even in his previous life, Guo Ziyuan did not know that Chi Huanlin was such a person.

Guo Ziyuan in his past life?

That is indeed a bit of judging people by their appearance...

Chi Huanlin doesn't have dimples when she smiles, but her teeth are very white, which makes her overall complexion appear more radiant.

"If I were to directly say that I want to become Dr. Guo's neighbor, it seems a bit too forward."

"If I directly ask Dr. Guo where you live and then come to visit you, it seems too direct."

"Anyway, Dr. Guo, you will be staying in Yishi for a long time, and I have time, so I might as well wait patiently."

"The process of pursuing the result is more enjoyable than knowing the result itself."

"Because I don't know if I'll be able to wait for you, Dr. Guo, in my seat where I'm having coffee or tea tomorrow."

"However, the number of street corners is ultimately limited. At most, it will take me three or four days to know which direction you will turn, Dr. Guo."

"Of course, Dr. Guo, I walked here; it's part of my exercise routine."

"You also said that walking on flat ground is one of the better ways to exercise your physical functions, isn't it?"

Guo Ziyuan sighed, "You must have a lot of free time. I really envy your carefree life."

Chi Huanlin is not like An Yue; she doesn't need to work hard to buy a house.

Chi Huanlin is not Yao Tiao; she doesn't need to become "sensible" in order to make progress!

"Dr. Guo, I have no other choice."

"Whether I join the system or somewhere else, my potential has already been limited."

"Although my parents think it's alright, I don't like this kind of life."

"Only through writing can no one limit my potential."

Chi Huanlin continued, "Moreover, Dr. Guo, do you know? I'm a writer, so I have a vague feeling that there seems to be a special and peculiar bond between us."

"It seems like it was destined by heaven, or perhaps it was a connection from a past life that brought me together with you."

Upon hearing this, Guo Ziyuan felt a sudden jolt in his scalp.

He looked at Chi Huanlin thoughtfully, secretly wondering if Chi Huanlin was also a reincarnated person.

"Why would you say that?" Guo Ziyuan was probing.

Chi Huanlin almost revealed the truth.

This really is a bond from a past life.

If in her past life, Chi Huanlin's "brother" hadn't found her notes, hadn't come to Guo Ziyuan, and hadn't told Guo Ziyuan that Chi Huanlin might have "negative transference"!

Guo Ziyuan did not think that Chi Huanlin could play a special role in his memories of his past life.

Even the so-called regret is because Chi Huanlin has left a unique memory in Guo Ziyuan's heart.

When Guo Ziyuan saw Chi Huanlin in his previous life, Chi Huanlin's appearance was somewhat eerie due to illness.

Sixteen years ago, Chi Huanlin was nowhere near as carefree, as well as as he is now, with such a great physique and such a beautiful appearance.

Their bone structure is the same, but their physical appearance is completely different.

"It's just so strange..."

That's why we need to think outside the box.

"This can be used as material; feel free to let your imagination run wild."

After Chi Huanlin finished speaking, he waved his hand and said, "Dr. Guo, I can think of it myself. Just pretend you didn't hear what I said."

"Otherwise, you'd think I'm crazy." Chi Huanlin even blushed slightly as he spoke.

However, Chi Huanlin's blushes were always natural and open, without any hint of shyness.

However, not being shy doesn't mean that Chi Huanlin lacks a girlish charm.

As the saying goes, a young girl's blush is more beautiful than any sweet words.

Previously, Guo Ziyuan thought this statement was a bit of an exaggeration.

"So... you're just thinking? Using my treatment of you as the basis for your random extrapolations?" Guo Ziyuan asked.

Chi Huanlin replied matter-of-factly, "Dr. Guo, you don't actually think that the plots the author wrote were just autobiographies, do you?"

"Actually, that's not the case..."

"Generally, only a portion of the experience is real, or the outcome is real, or only the starting point is real."

"For example, the hospital is point A, and Dr. Guo, your home is point B."

There are countless possibilities to getting from A to B.

"Dr. Guo, you will choose the fastest and shortest route, which will take you back in one day, and you can even make two round trips in one day."

"But I might make the wrong choice. I realized for the first time that getting from point A to point B actually involves countless possibilities and judgments."

"This is the beginning and the end!"

"The process is the most enjoyable part."

Chi Huanlin's words were somewhat romantic, but it seemed to be a romanticism unique to her.

Guo Ziyuan felt that this behavior was a bit of a waste of time.

However, for some people, time is simply used to kill time and serves no other purpose.

Guo Ziyuan couldn't understand Chi Huanlin's lifestyle, so he could only give him a thumbs up: "Chi, you continue with your writing and inspiration."

"I have to go and become a beast of burden."

"I hope you can find my home before I leave Yilan City."

"However, I think we probably won't be neighbors for long."

Chi Huanlin wasn't in a hurry: "Dr. Guo, you go about your business."

Guo Ziyuan had already stood up and was about to walk out of the cafe's fence: "What do you want to do by becoming my neighbor?"

Guo Ziyuan was trying to make fun of Chi Huanlin.

Chi Huanlin shook his head: "I don't know what to do for now."

"But I want to do it this way."

"I prefer an open ending, to take things as they come."

Guo Ziyuan said, "If you want to write, you should focus more on writing."

This was the first time Guo Ziyuan had given Chi Huanlin genuine advice.

Chi Huanlin: "Dr. Guo, the organization of words is to form the ending of the words, following the writer's thought process, from the beginning to the end."

"Human stories and human endings, but without God as the author. You have to organize them yourself."

"Dr. Guo... I haven't decided how to start yet."

"Or rather, I just haven't figured out where to start, but the beginning has already been set in motion."

Believe it or not.

"But I believe that when so many experts and professors were at their wits' end, I met Dr. Guo. This is the auspicious cloud I had imagined."

Chi Huanlin's words made Guo Ziyuan laugh.

Guo Ziyuan then asked, "Chi Huanlin, you're not the only female patient I've encountered."

"What should I do if everyone thinks that way?"

Chi Huanlin seemed to be thinking about this question very seriously. She poked her right cheek with the index finger of her right hand.

The answer was given quickly: "Then let them write theirs, and I'll write mine."

"We will not interfere."

"Dr. Guo, but I think that this kind of perfect balance is not very common."

"She might be around my age, and like me, she might be someone many experts can't figure out how to treat!"

Guo Ziyuan continued, "What if she didn't have these prerequisites, would she still think that way?"

Chi Huanlin replied even faster this time: "Then our ideas are completely different."

"Our choices are different, our processes are different, we are two different people."

Chi Huanlin lowered his right index finger and extended his left index finger: "Two completely different people, their world lines will never overlap."

Guo Ziyuan stopped teasing Chi Huanlin; he had to go do his experiments.