Is there no limit to this doctor's skills?

Chapter 177 Sharing Desire and Seeking Medical Treatment!

In the animal laboratory, An Yue, wearing a mask and sterile gloves, was chattering away.

"Dr. Guo, there are not many genotype-related variant targets in the current research on the pathogenesis of diabetic foot."

"Therefore, the incidence of diabetic foot in diabetic patients is still unclear..."

"However, when I was researching online, I found that some teams are working on a project focusing on the segmentation of growth factors..."

At this moment, Guo Ziyuan stood with his hands behind his back to the left of An Yue.

This isn't Guo Ziyuan being lazy, nor is it Guo Ziyuan preparing some strange pose.

Today's Anyue was quite different from the past. As soon as Guo Ziyuan entered, Anyue took the initiative to propose that she would preside over the case treatment of the domestic rabbit model today.

Guo Ziyuan knew that An Yue wanted to show her the "debridement" technique she had learned over the course of more than a month.

An Yue seemed very confident, and while operating the machine, he also took the time to share his insights with Guo Ziyuan.

It seems that Anyue's desire to share today has reached its peak.

Guo Ziyuan put his hands behind his back and hummed, "Don't talk... You need to control your concentration."

An Yue carefully examined the ulcer on the rabbit, his eyes flickering. "Dr. Guo, is there something wrong with my procedure?"

"Not refined enough."

Guo Ziyuan pointed out directly: "At your current level, if you get distracted, you're not good at paying attention to detail."

"You must be fully focused and keep your attention concentrated."

"This rabbit has failed. During the debridement process, you cut off its nourishing blood vessels."

"Huh?" An Yue's hands froze in mid-air, his confident smile instantly turning to ice.

After a full two seconds, she quickly looked down and started rummaging through the items.

"Dr. An, surgery is not a trivial matter."

"Don't think that just because you've performed two standard-quality operations, you've reached a point where you can control the process with ease."

"In reality, based on your performance today, you only have a 40% chance of success."

"There are still 60% of patients who will lose their chance for treatment because of your carelessness or lack of attention to detail."

An Yue tilted his head: "I didn't mean to!"

Guo Ziyuan took two steps back and reached out to "release" the rabbit that An Yue was handling: "I know you didn't do it on purpose... Give it a different number."

"Let's see how it recovers."

"In the previous two examples, your failures were due to a lack of focus, indicating that your understanding and operational methods were not precise enough."

"But this failure was entirely due to your carelessness. If we are to perform surgery, we must be cautious."

"Of course, it's just a rabbit, and if you fail, you fail... but we still need to consider the reasons why you failed..."

"I'm not being deliberately harsh on you!"

An Yue said anxiously, "I know... Dr. Guo, I'm sorry."

A doctor must have a rigorous mind.

Even if you lack the ability, you've done your best, and if you can't do it, you've still put in the effort.

You have the ability, but you made a mistake due to carelessness. In some ways, you are more hateful than someone who is incompetent!

An Yue explained, "I just wanted to report to you on the literature review I did."

"Although you are not a surgeon and you may not have a sense of awe for surgical procedures, if you are to perform surgical procedures, you must be reverent towards them."

"It's like this: even though I'm a surgeon, I still have to respect the consultation opinion of an internist when prescribing medication."

As Guo Ziyuan spoke, he went to the cage and took out a model of a domestic rabbit, which he personally anesthetized and helped to fix it in place.

One person said, "Before you are capable enough to be distracted by other things, you must focus on your work."

"I'm not telling you not to report, I'm telling you not to force yourself to do things that are difficult, understand?"

"We can report back after the operation is complete."

At this point, Guo Ziyuan finally spoke his mind: "You can't think that you can just say whatever you want when I'm doing this."

"I can respond anytime, and you can do the same."

With the current debridement capabilities in Anyue, achieving "standard" quality in the debridement of diabetic foot is already somewhat of a stretch.

An Yue felt that when she was operating the system, Guo Ziyuan would chat casually without any problem, so she thought that as long as she mastered the technology, she could be distracted.

An Yue changed his gloves, looked at Guo Ziyuan, and hesitated to speak.

She genuinely wanted to share more of her thoughts and ideas about scientific research with Guo Ziyuan.

In the past, who ever paid attention to her words?

not at all.

Even her teacher insisted that An Yue follow the teacher's research approach step by step.

Her classmates just wanted her to complete the task.

"Feelings" are feelings, but in reality, most people around An Yue only treat him as a tool to "do things" and "complete tasks".

Tools should be used in a routine manner, without allowing for individual initiative.

Therefore, Anyue has been able to preserve many research ideas; if one path doesn't work, they simply try another...

Even though Anyue came to the Provincial People's Hospital and joined the professor group.

It's just a different kind of work in a different place.

Does Anyue have the "right of first treatment" in clinical practice?

Don't be ridiculous. At the Provincial People's Hospital, associate professors are just puppets of the professors' treatment strategies; you can only offer suggestions.

Can An Yue have "project leadership" in the laboratory?

Stop being funny.

The Department of Endocrinology at the Provincial People's Hospital is a strong department, and the professors there all have their own well-established research frameworks.

It's not your place to start from scratch and have wild ideas...

Will his friend "Dao Dao" listen to Anyue's "outlandish ideas"?

Stop joking, we're all in a bind.

They have empathy in their hearts, but lack the ability to empathize.

All Dao Dao could say to An Yue was, "Little Yueyue, you should work first. Once you've made it big and become your own boss, then you can start thinking."

So far, only Guo Ziyuan has kept Anyue's research ideas in mind.

First, there were diabetic foot ulcers, and then the basic theories related to microcirculation.

Guo Ziyuan did not let Anyue's "preparation" and "efforts" be ignored or wasted.

At least, that's how it is from Anyue's perspective.

An Yue fears that one day Guo Ziyuan will leave.

I lack a "friend" or "confidant" who can listen to me!

"I can't do it yet." An Yue took a deep breath, suppressing all his thoughts.

You have to practice cooking a lot. Don't think that just because others cook it easily, you can imitate their "style"!

An Yue felt that he might be "digging his own grave"!

If he doesn't know how to do this for a long time, then Guo Ziyuan will probably keep coming to the lab.

If I knew how to do it now, Guo Ziyuan might not have come, and I would have been alone again.

But for some reason, after An Yue felt that she had done a pretty good job, she still wanted Guo Ziyuan to see her.

There are no other factors.

Silence returned to the laboratory.

An Yue was in charge of the operation, Guo Ziyuan was in charge, and then Guo Ziyuan let go and watched Guo Ziyuan's operation carefully.

……

It was 9:47 PM.

Guo Ziyuan and An Yue each carried a bag as they walked out of the control room of the laboratory building.

Guo Ziyuan waited for An Yue for several minutes: "Dr. An, your basic skills have improved a lot recently."

"A 60% success rate in operations is already quite good."

Animal testing is not clinical treatment. If the success rate of "treatment" is as high as 60%, then cases can be screened for treatment.

The cost of the experiment is still within a controllable range.

An Yue wasn't particularly happy, but he wasn't especially disappointed either.

An Yue wore a short woolen coat with a dark-colored long skirt today, looking elegant and classically graceful.

However, An Yue seemed rather reserved. "Dr. Guo, if you don't want to come to the lab anymore..."

"You can come here less often now."

"This way you'll have more time to practice more techniques in clinical settings."

Guo Ziyuan was taken aback: "You don't want me to come to the lab?"

An Yue shook his head and replied, "Dr. Guo, you should spend more of your time and energy on clinical work."

"Currently... what remains of this topic are all mechanically repetitive tasks."

"I know that this is just a waste of your time."

"In a truly healthy research group, once you've completed ten treatment models for ulcers, you should return to clinical practice."

"We just haven't kept up with you."

An Yue is considering the current situation by thinking about the "task allocation" of a large, mature research group.

Many people believe that the results of their experiments should be their "output"!

In fact, most of the experimental results produced by master's and doctoral students have already been derived in the minds of their supervisors.

You simply transformed them into reality.

Of course, there are also some eccentric supervisors who require students to be responsible for generating ideas, completing tasks, and then abandoning their first-author status...

Guo Ziyuan thought to himself, "Actually, I'm not very good at scientific research. I haven't even had a complete experience of which direction to push the door of a new research topic."

An Yue gripped the straps of his backpack with both hands and said, "But you can heal, can't you?"

"Being able to cure diseases is much more difficult than being able to conduct scientific research."

"But there is still a problem. I don't even know if the model I'm working on is successful. I can only screen and judge it by the rabbits' recovery."

An Yue seemed slightly disappointed when he said this.

For some reason, An Yue has been having this thought lately—

Guo Ziyuan prefers clinical practice, he is more suited to clinical practice, and he should return to clinical practice.

Guo Ziyuan has excellent skills, and he would prefer to stay in clinical practice.

An Yue knew better than anyone else that there was another voice in her heart telling her that she should talk to Guo Ziyuan more.

Because Guo Ziyuan will listen to what you say.

Perhaps some of your ideas can help him.

Or rather, he can help you realize your "dream"!

However, An Yue felt that he should realize his own dreams. It would be too narrow-minded and petty to use others as tools to achieve his own dreams.

An Yue didn't mind being seen as a villain.

She was just a little bothered that Guo Ziyuan was used as a consumable to "achieve" her dreams.

"You mean, you want me to leave the lab?"

"From now on, you'll be in charge of building all these models?"

"Do I just need to come and check on things occasionally when I have some free time?" Guo Ziyuan asked.

An Yue had already thought it through and nodded seriously: "Dr. Guo, our research group can fully bear the cost of this trial and error."

"Every time you come to the lab, it's during what you consider ineffective time."

"I can tell. You're bored."

"You even feel like you're on an assembly line."

What does it mean to be bored, and what does it mean to work on an assembly line?

It means exactly what it says: no need to use your brain, just doing things for the sake of doing things.

It serves no purpose other than killing time.

Guo Ziyuan clasped his hands together, turned around, and said, "Dr. An, you really did also practice 'fortune telling'?"

"So you've decided that I don't like being bored?"

An Yue was quite surprised: "Huh?"

"Dr. Guo, don't you prefer clinical work?"

"Your state of mind is completely different when you're in the control room compared to when you're in the lab."

An Yue nodded very, very, very seriously, recalling carefully: "It's clear that you were the happiest in the control room."

"Clinical practice may be interesting, but..."

"But that's a job, for crying out loud."

"After working for a long time, everyone gets tired and wants to escape." Guo Ziyuan turned and walked out of the gate.

An Yue, who had always kept pace with Guo Ziyuan, also stepped out of the lab: "Isn't what we do in the lab just work?"

"What you do in the lab is work, but what I do is life."

For some people, travel is a way to relax.

"For travel bloggers, this is their job; for self-media bloggers, your rest is their job."

"For game streamers, playing games is their job."

"It's obvious you don't know how to enjoy life yet," Guo Ziyuan said, shaking his head.

Then I started hailing a taxi.

Guo Ziyuan's words were truly difficult for An Yue to understand.

An Yue hasn't thought about what life or work means at the moment.

No, is working hard to earn money the only way to live?

In a way, according to An Yue's understanding, Guo Ziyuan was even poorer than himself...

How dare he enjoy life?

The autumn wind was chilly, blowing An Yue's hair.

But An Yue neither frowned nor squinted.

This breeze was something she was already used to, something that her eyes and her face had long since grown accustomed to.

She just silently looked at Guo Ziyuan, at this man who was the same age as her, yet whose maturity seemed unattainable to her.

After watching for about two or three minutes, Guo Ziyuan was typing and chatting the whole time.

So An Yue took the initiative to ask, "Dr. Guo, if I'm able to operate the treatment model, will you still come to the lab?"

An Yue was thinking of Guo Ziyuan.

An Yue felt that it would be even better if Guo Ziyuan himself could come on his own initiative.

Coming on your own initiative, and choosing to come even when you could have chosen not to, are completely different things.

Guo Ziyuan didn't even look up: "Yes, this is a blind spot for me."

An Yue blushed slightly, looking a little embarrassed: "Dr. Guo, I'm not as difficult as you think."

"I'm not a weirdo either."

An Yue is a smart woman; she knows the stereotypes Guo Ziyuan has about her.

"Who said you're weird?"

"I only thought about it, I never said it."

"I like clinical work, but it's not unfamiliar to me. I don't like scientific research, but I have a strange curiosity about the laboratory."

"It's hard to explain all of this to you," Guo Ziyuan said without looking up.

Because he was caught in a power struggle between Chi Huanlin and Professor Min Chong...

Min Chong sent a private invitation to Guo Ziyuan, asking him to return to Han City to treat patients.