Is there no limit to this doctor's skills?

Chapter 183 The Reality of Human Life!

Guo Ziyuan sat in the living room, legs crossed, looking out the window!

The sunlight outside the window was perfect, casting golden rays onto the green leaves, which swayed in the breeze.

Guo Ziyuan thought he could fall asleep as soon as he got home, but he didn't expect that his 26-year-old body would have a slight "excitement" instinct after such a long period of intense overnight surgery.

Guo Ziyuan feels very sleepy, but he is so sleepy that he can't fall asleep.

Even after drinking warm milk, Guo Ziyuan lay in bed for a while, and his mind gradually drifted away.

Guo Ziyuan guessed that this might be his own soul secretly causing trouble!

That should be a source of pride.

In his previous life, Guo Ziyuan worked as a trauma orthopedic surgeon for ten years.

However, during the ten years that Guo Ziyuan worked, he could be considered a "model student" after graduation.

At Yichang Central Hospital, Guo Ziyuan is considered one of the most skilled professionals among his peers.

In reality, Guo Ziyuan also knew that among his peers across the country, he could only be considered to be doing fairly well.

At the age of thirty-six, if he hasn't even mastered some of the top surgical techniques in trauma orthopedics, then these skills will be out of his reach for him in this lifetime.

After being reborn, Guo Ziyuan realized that he had gained a cheat code.

So Guo Ziyuan decided to live a good life.

Kuo Tzu-yuan thought he could calmly face many "times," and in fact, Kuo Tzu-yuan can be very calm.

Even after completing the treatment of Chi Huanlin, Guo Ziyuan did not feel particularly uneasy.

Because osteomyelitis is a well-established disease, the treatment plan is very standard.

Chi Huanlin's case of osteomyelitis is definitely an isolated incident.

Chi Huanlin's osteomyelitis was not cured because her own anatomical structure had changed. Even if Guo Ziyuan brought her a cure, that would be a matter of medical standard practice.

However, today...

Strictly speaking, it's from today, after midnight.

Guo Ziyuan completed that guy's limb-saving surgery—

Guo Ziyuan discovered that his heart was racing and his heart rate was definitely above the average level.

There is no other reason.

This is the first and, so far, only surgery that Guo Ziyuan has performed in his past and present lives, which has not been defined by the world.

Non-direct contact burns on both lower limbs, with extensive degeneration and necrosis of subcutaneous muscle tissue...

The conditions for developing the disease are extremely harsh.

Similarly, there is no reference template for completing limb preservation.

In orthopedics, theoretically, if there is no reference template for treatment and the condition is relatively extreme, then...

Amputation is definitely the only solution.

Extensive degeneration and necrosis of muscle tissue was merely the trigger for his coma after he was admitted to the hospital.

It was also accompanied by widespread arteriovenous thrombosis in both lower limbs.

It is also accompanied by reperfusion injury, followed by soft tissue dissolution, similar to a series of events associated with rhabdomyolysis...

To put it simply, according to the concepts and principles of modern medicine, this patient would have certainly died if he hadn't had his limb amputated!

Even if Guo Ziyuan hadn't met An Yue, and hadn't happened to have some "discussions" with An Yue!

Even with his current skill level, Guo Ziyuan would have certainly died without amputation...

However, by sheer coincidence, Guo Ziyuan's strong fundamental skills allowed him to fight his way out of a seemingly hopeless situation!

Limb preservation seems insignificant compared to saving one's life.

But that guy was eighteen.

Not eighty years old.

For a normal 18-year-old male, having both thighs amputated would probably be more painful than being killed!

If you put yourself in Guo Ziyuan's shoes, you would think of him.

Guo Ziyuan would prefer to die a more carefree death...

Guo Ziyuan was truly unable to remain calm.

Perhaps it was due to a past life's obsession with surgical techniques, perhaps it was because of accomplishing something incredible, or perhaps it was because of a set of guidelines and frameworks that defied all the great professors of trauma surgery.

It wasn't just excitement, but also a sly, almost sinister, sense of transgression.

This sense of initiative is exactly what Guo Ziyuan likes...

With nothing to do and his mind wandering, Guo Ziyuan decided to open his phone and reply to the messages on WeChat.

Naturally, he replied to his brother Wang Hai first: "Let me tell you, what you typed out is a great snack to have with drinks."

"When can we gather together? We can have it as a snack with drinks."

Wang Hai, that scoundrel, sent Guo Ziyuan two sets of pictures!

If pigs had self-awareness and legitimate rights, they would definitely fight with Wang Hai for the rest of their lives.

Wang Hai cracked its eggs.

This is one of the most extreme cases of 'crippled'!

Wang Hai: "The emergency room must be very busy."

"Hey, perfect timing, I'm not busy at all right now."

"Guo Ziyuan, I've discovered that conducting animal experiments is really interesting..."

Guo Ziyuan knew that An Yue or Chi Huanlin were also waiting for a reply, but he ignored them.

"Why do you seem to think that hitting pigs is more interesting than conducting animal experiments?"

"You're a bit of a psychopath, aren't you?" Guo Ziyuan typed, then decided to make himself a cup of weak tea.

Anyway, I can't sleep at all.

I managed to get a little over three hours of sleep last night.

He's only twenty-five or twenty-six years old, so he'll just have to endure it one day at a time...

Perfect timing! I'll take a brisk walk around near sunset; it'll be good exercise.

As a doctor, Guo Ziyuan knows that the best time to exercise is not in the morning or at night, but around 4, 5 or 6 o'clock, close to the end of the workday.

Wang Hai retorted, refusing to admit he was a pervert: "What kind of person do you take me for?"

"Neither male nor female, neither human nor animal."

Wang Hai's tone was somewhat distorted: "You're the animal, okay?"

"Damn it, I heard you're a scumbag in Yishi."

"They only release fish into the sea every day, but never haul in the nets."

"Tell me the truth, how many of these have you actually eaten?"

"Guo Ziyuan, seeing you chasing girls every day is more painful for me than if my wife had died."

Guo Ziyuan's eyebrows shot up instantly: "Who told you I'm a scumbag? Tell me, who's spreading these rumors?"

"I will definitely go and have a talk with him."

Guo Ziyuan continued, "Your wife... she's dead, so be it."

The Wang Hai wife in Guo Ziyuan's memory is the same one from his previous life.

"His surname is Ding, and his given name is Xianqi. Some of his superiors in the department have given him the nickname Chunqiu."

"Guo Ziyuan, you'd better give him a good beating!"

"Damn it, how dare he spread such rumors about my brother? I want to beat him up." Wang Hai chose to stand with Guo Ziyuan.

If I had to say anything, I would have mentioned "stealing bamboo shoots".

"Besides, I don't have a wife, I'm not going to be a mistress."

"If you talk about your sister-in-law again, I'll smash your balls next time!"

"Let me tell you, this is what I'm good at now," Wang Hai threatened.

Guo Ziyuan: "How about we talk about something else..."

Is Master spreading rumors about himself?

Never mind then.

Wang Hai then asked, "When are you coming back?"

"This is so boring."

Guo Ziyuan: "It should be after New Year's Day."

"It will take at least three months, maybe even April."

Guo Ziyuan and Ding Xianqi had agreed on a three-month contract at Xiayi Central Hospital, but Guo Ziyuan cannot rule out the possibility that the department, seeing how well he is doing, might send him to the first tier for promotion.

They simply told Guo Ziyuan to complete the six-month requirement for working in the countryside.

Yichang Central Hospital is a hospital that receives counterpart support from the Provincial People's Hospital, so it can be counted as part of their rural service experience!

"That's still a long way off; it's only December."

"However, I finally have some good news, my master has relented on my request," Wang Hai said.

Guo Ziyuan relaxed: "It's not like Professor Ma bit you."

Wang Hai: "You son of a bitch..."

"I meant pursuing a PhD."

Guo Ziyuan: "Yes, I was talking about pursuing a doctorate too. Who isn't talking about pursuing a doctorate?"

Only at this moment can Guo Ziyuan be considered the real Guo Ziyuan.

There's no need to worry too much about what you say.

The car can also go very fast, like the kind of car that can throw off its wheels and go on the highway, like Guo Ziyuan.

Wang Hai: "I feel like talking to you is pointless. You're not respecting me at all."

Guo Ziyuan retorted, "If I ever respected you, you'd have to call me 'Dad,' you believe me?"

Wang Hai replied with just two words, without even punctuation: "No."

He quickly snapped his fingers: "Forget it, I'm too lazy to argue with you. We're in Han City now, let's have dinner together."

"Chatting with other people is pretty boring."

Guo Ziyuan is telling the truth!

At the same time, Guo Ziyuan received a new message on WeChat from Peng Jingye.

"Dr. Guo, the patient has woken up. He's no longer unconscious."

Guo Ziyuan had been waiting for this. After reading it, he replied, "Okay, Teacher Peng, thank you for your hard work."

"What a load of rubbish I'm working so hard for."

"However, the family's reaction was rather lukewarm... well... we can't really explain to them how difficult the surgery was."

"So?" Peng Jingye seemed hesitant to speak.

"It's alright, Teacher Peng, you should go back and rest. As long as he wakes up," Guo Ziyuan sent the message.

I checked the skill point gain: "69 points!"

Not a lot, but not many either.

If calculated based on the skill points Guo Ziyuan invested, he suffered a huge loss.

However, Guo Ziyuan obtained the technology, so no matter how he uses the skill points, he won't lose out.

It can only be said that the return on investment in skill points is low.

Moreover, Guo Ziyuan did not choose to perform the surgery in order to gain the patient's gratitude.

"But Dr. Guo, you should know how amazing this surgery would be in the eyes of your peers."

"His superiors also thought... never mind." Peng Jingye didn't continue.

Even if Peng Jingye hadn't said anything, Guo Ziyuan could have guessed it.

His superiors also estimated that they would blame the hospital for its poor technology.

I came to your hospital perfectly healthy, with no external injuries or anything, and you somehow managed to make my leg look much thinner.

My heroic brother is going to have to leave his profession from now on... What the hell are you guys doing?

From an outsider's perspective, this is also true.

This young man had no external injuries or trauma.

It's just a 'coma'!

They came in perfectly healthy, but left looking much thinner.

Guo Ziyuan did not choose to reply further.

Doctors and patients can never be on the same wavelength.

Guo Ziyuan felt that as long as he was safe and sound, that was enough, and that his goal had been achieved.

Others?

Good and evil are determined by oneself, right and wrong are determined by others.

Peng Jingye probably needed to go back to rest, so he didn't reply to Guo Ziyuan.

Wang Hai also said, "I'm going to get busy. You can take your time with it."

After saying this, Guo Ziyuan sent a message to An Yue: "I was in surgery all night yesterday, so I won't be coming to the lab tonight."

After about a minute, An Yue replied, "Okay, Dr. Guo."

"I'll send you the operation sheet after I'm done."

"You should also take care of yourself and get some rest," Guo Ziyuan added.

"It's alright, the working hours now are much better than before."

……

It was 3:45 PM.

Guo Ziyuan held his phone, looking at Chi Huanlin's message, and started scratching his head with his right hand.

After Guo Ziyuan replied with one message, Chi Huanlin replied with about a dozen messages.

"Dr. Guo, you've never even met me, how do you know I'm out of touch with reality?"

"What does it mean to be down-to-earth? Is it just about the daily necessities of life like firewood, rice, oil, salt, soy sauce, vinegar, and tea?"

"Is it reasonable that the price of green beans at the supermarket downstairs has increased by 53 cents this month compared to three months ago?"

"The vegetable scraps at the farmers' market at 10 pm are free and can be used for survival, while the vegetables at the farmers' market transfer station at 4 am are at wholesale prices, allowing for better money-saving living. Is this a down-to-earth approach?"

"Or is it more down-to-earth to just go to the farmers' homes in the village and buy vegetables directly, where you can get a big bunch for five yuan?"

"Dr. Guo, you can't just jump to conclusions like that, can you?"

"Or rather, only by going down to the fields and working in the land can one truly connect with the people?"

"Isn't it realistic to say that a teenage girl, who cultivates a small plot of land by herself, has to do everything on her own throughout the year, from spring to autumn?"

"Or does having eaten steak, tuna, and caviar mean you're not down-to-earth?"

Guo Ziyuan: "You've even farmed before?"

"Of course, I harrowed that one mu of paddy field myself, with an ox."

"I hatched the rice seeds myself."

"I planted the rice seedlings, and I pulled the weeds myself."

"I planted the cabbage seeds myself, and I also planted the chili seedlings myself."

"I did the second transplanting of the sweet potato vines myself."

"Although this is just me experiencing life... it's really tiring..."

"At least for those two years, our whole family didn't buy any vegetables. We didn't buy any rice either!"

"Oh, I've never fed pigs."

Chi Huanlin seems to have a lot of life experiences.

Guo Ziyuan casually remarked that Chi Huanlin was somewhat romantic, and Chi Huanlin immediately launched into a long tirade.

Guo Ziyuan apologized repeatedly: "I'm sorry, I generalized."

"No, I was just discussing with you, Dr. Guo, what exactly constitutes being down-to-earth."

"I am not refuting what you mean, Dr. Guo."

"Because I still don't understand what it means to be down-to-earth," Chi Huanlin replied, seemingly very seriously.

Guo Ziyuan really wanted to say that what you're saying is very out of touch with reality. How could a normal person have the time to think about so many "idle thoughts"?

Guo Ziyuan, already lying in bed, cautiously replied, "Perhaps, it's closer to the thinking of ordinary people?"

"Does only those who think like ordinary people qualify as being down-to-earth?"

"I see. It's probably because I had no worries when I was experiencing life."

"Because I always know I won't starve to death."

"Because I always know that I won't go to an extremely difficult situation..."