Is there no limit to this doctor's skills?

Chapter 189 Miracles are not something you can ask for!

Chen Zhemin is an attending physician at Yilan Central Hospital.

In Yilan City, he was destined not to belong to the "lower class"!

Therefore, if Chen Zhemin has any illnesses or pains, he can find many connections to inquire about and find professional people in Yilan City to treat him.

Yishi is a prefecture-level city, and the technical resources of hospitals in prefecture-level cities are both relatively concentrated and relatively distributed.

The average level is not as good as the top provincial-level tertiary hospitals, so if you need to find a better doctor, you have to find one yourself.

Qin Yu is undoubtedly one of the best hand surgeons in Yilan City.

Therefore, when the rest of Chen Zhemin's family found Qin Yu, there was nothing wrong with them either.

Chen Zhemin could trust Guo Ziyuan, a young man, but he simply didn't have time to educate everyone in his family about science.

He didn't have the leisure to think about such things.

From the perspective of Chen Zhemin's family, they certainly cannot empathize with Guo Ziyuan in the same way that Chen Zhemin did!

Even if a doctor in his twenties is a prodigy, he's still just a monkey running on the ground.

Qin Yu came directly from home specifically for this reason.

He didn't attend the department's morning handover meeting.

In the operating room.

Qin Yu took the curved plate from Guo Ziyuan's hand with some skepticism, and then flicked it with his fingers.

After still not finding anything particularly crucial, he took it under the operating light and even used a microscope to examine it.

At this moment, Qin Yu finally saw the overall shape of the muscle tissue inside the curved disc.

They are strips of necrotic, removed muscle tissue.

However, just a few minutes ago, Guo Ziyuan used a scalpel to carve words on it.

"Wound cleaning and suturing"

"It's the most fundamental skill, the cornerstone of all surgical techniques!"

These characters do not possess any special "calligraphy" qualities.

However, when Qin Yu saw these words appear before his eyes, they still jingled and began to shake from side to side like a bell.

He immediately turned his head to look at Guo Ziyuan, scanning him up and down.

Guo Ziyuan: "Director Qin, there's too much to explain."

"I'm not familiar with you, so this is the only way I can communicate with you in the simplest way possible."

"Time should not be wasted."

"You understand, I understand, and they understand too!"

"This is something that no one can replace by making a phone call."

"And if you can do that, it doesn't really matter whether you make a phone call or not."

"Recommending the virtuous should not be based on kinship!"

Qin Yu nodded slowly, moved aside the microscope's eyepiece, and stepped closer to Guo Ziyuan.

What are Dr. Guo's thoughts now?

After Qin Yu left, Xiao Hongmeng, who had nothing else to do, also glanced at the microscope.

I exclaimed "Holy crap!" at that moment.

The attending surgeon in hand surgery also saw the contents through another eyepiece.

I choked on my own saliva right then and there!

"Cough cough cough~~~"

If Guo Ziyuan previously used connections to violently crush Li Changhong...

So now Guo Ziyuan is using absolutely precise control techniques...

He delivered the heaviest blow to Qin Yu with absolute internal force.

This isn't some fancy technique; it's just a simple wound cleaning procedure.

In just four minutes, so many words were etched onto the muscle strips, and the lines were clearly visible.

You fucking figure it out yourself!

Even though Guo Ziyuan studied performative medical techniques, his performance was still impressive enough!

"The severed limb has been severed, and some time has passed since then."

Therefore, there must be some degree of muscle and nerve degeneration.

"My plan is to prepare and preserve the residual functions of the severed limb even when it is detached from the body..."

To be honest, Qin Yu could match every single character with the corresponding symbol.

But when they're put together, he can't understand them.

He really wanted to say, "You bastard!"

However, considering Guo Ziyuan's incredible debridement technique, this is not something that ordinary medical students or even doctors can master.

He dared not speak nonsense anymore.

If he's not mistaken, there aren't many surgeons in the whole country who can reach this level.

If you count all the people in all hospitals and all the surgical departments, there are probably fifty of them who can poop upside down!

That includes everyone in all hospitals and surgical departments across the country!

It's not just Yichang, and it's not just Hubei Province.

If you average it out across the entire Hubei province, it's only about one and a half!

Of course, Hubei Province is a province with strong medical expertise, so it may take up the quotas from other provinces.

"Is this useful?" Qin Yu didn't understand the principle, so he could only ask about its purpose.

"I hope to improve the residual function after surgery from 70 points to 90 points."

"There won't be many fundamental improvements, but I hope my brother can wield a knife again."

"Even an appendectomy would be helpful," Guo Ziyuan replied.

Guo Ziyuan's words sent a chill down the spines of everyone in the operating room.

It is both sad and touching.

Everyone here includes Chen Zhemin.

Chen Zhemin's voice instantly went hoarse: "Guo Ziyuan, thank you, Guo Ziyuan, thank you so much!"

"Brother Guo, I really thank you!"

Chen Zhemin's voice became hoarse and hoarse.

His hoarse voice sounded somewhat helpless, and his voice was hoarse with a sense of vicissitude.

He learned appendectomy five years ago.

However, he may need to learn this surgery for five or even ten years after the operation!

Even so, he felt it was a stroke of good fortune bestowed by God.

This is similar to some patients who suffer from urinary and fecal incontinence.

They usually learn how to urinate at three or four years old, but they might still need to learn when they're in their thirties, forties, fifties, or sixties...

If you can learn it, that would be a blessing from heaven.

Only when you lose something do you realize how precious it was, something you thought was insignificant.

Appendectomy!

It's the simplest surgical procedure, yet, unless you're an expert, you simply can't make the cut!

I don't dare to cut it!

The operating room fell silent for a moment, with only Chen Zhemin's breathing sound.

However, Chen Zhemin was also an adult, and he stopped after inhaling for a while.

Stop breathing temporarily.

The pace slowed down as it stopped.

Silence fell completely!

He's an adult, so he knows that selling his "misery" is the least effective way to get by right now.

He was a seasoned doctor, so he knew that at this moment, it would be unwise to interfere with the surgeon based on any emotions.

Remaining silent and allowing the person undergoing surgery to be in the best possible condition is the only thing he should do.

Even if he felt wronged!

But his grievances had nothing to do with Guo Ziyuan and others!

Chen Zhemin was still considering whether, if he could only perform appendectomies, he should shamelessly continue to work in the emergency surgery department while receiving a salary without working, or switch to internal medicine and live independently!

The path of surgery, by now, has been completely cut off for him.

……

Guo Ziyuan's emotions were not disturbed too much.

In fact, at this moment, Guo Ziyuan even felt that he was somewhat cold-blooded.

Even though he heard Chen Zhemin sobbing, he still couldn't stop thinking about it.

Compared to the amputees in their previous lives, some patients come from special circumstances.

Some of the deceased patients, Chen Zhemin's current situation is not that tragic at all.

Because Chen Zhemin still has a way out!

Chen Zhemin lost only his dream, not his life or his survival.

Not children, not parents, not becoming orphans, or making someone an orphan.

Of course, Guo Ziyuan also knows that for people with dreams...

Killing his dream makes him more desperate than killing him as a person.

Therefore, the only thing I can do is to be the best version of myself.

Use your skills to save more lives.

Several lives.

……

About half an hour later, after reviewing the parameters on the dialysis machine, Guo Ziyuan said, "We can shut down the machine now. Let's continue with the limb replantation!"

"Director Li, please perform the bone setting and plate fixation."

"I was responsible for suturing blood vessels, nerves, and tendons."

Li Changhong instinctively gave Guo Ziyuan a question mark.

Why should I do the lowest-level, most worthless work?

However, considering how incredible Guo Ziyuan's previous skills were, he dared not refute them.

Li Changhong insisted, "Dr. Guo, I can suture nerves and blood vessels!"

Guo Ziyuan said, "I know, Director Li."

"When you learned this skill, I was probably still wetting the bed."

"But I hope you can give me a chance to show myself, okay?"

Qin Yu: "Give it to him. Li Changhong."

Li Changhong rolled her eyes at Qin Yu: "Do I need you to persuade me?"

The group began to move.

……

After clearing his skill points once again, Guo Ziyuan began his stitching process.

To be honest, Guo Ziyuan is not a hand surgeon.

If it's a trauma orthopedic technique, Guo Ziyuan's theory can help him complete the surgery even more perfectly.

With enough skill points, Guo Ziyuan would have more confidence in retaining Chen Zhemin's top versatility.

However, at this point, Guo Ziyuan can only guarantee that his skills are better than those of Li Changhong and Qin Yu.

What if it were someone else, like a senior professor of hand surgery at Peking Union Medical College Hospital?

Guo Ziyuan felt that it was time for him to step down.

Having provided the concept and preparation procedures for ex vivo limb salvage, it's time for me to step aside.

But since they weren't there, I had no choice but to go up there reluctantly.

The skill gap between two chief physicians is greater than the skill gap between a layperson and a chief physician.

Even much bigger!

Those who know, know!

Guo Ziyuan's actions were naturally exquisite.

After all, Guo Ziyuan's suturing, tendon suturing, and nerve suturing skills had already been upgraded to over 50% of expert level by Guo Ziyuan.

This level of skill was enough to amaze Li Changhong and others.

After Guo Ziyuan completed several procedures, Li Changhong finally felt relieved: "Are you sure you're not a hand surgeon?"

Qin Yu looked up in astonishment, almost as if he wanted to stab someone: "Aren't you a hand surgeon?"

Guo Ziyuan's response was calm: "Director Li, didn't you see my basic incision technique?"

"Director Qin, am I qualified enough for wound cleaning in trauma surgery?"

The core basic skills of trauma orthopedics: debridement and hemostasis.

There is only one core skill in hand surgery: suturing.

Guo Ziyuan's words silenced both of them.

The memories that had just formed synapses attacked their brains and uteruses again.

Both of their pectoral muscles were twitching.

Guo Ziyuan is simply showing off, yet he does it so convincingly that there's no trace of Photoshop.

I already live in a villa. I brought you to my home, so is it too much for me to say that I live in a villa?

Is that considered showing off?

It probably doesn't count.

Ten minutes later, Li Changhong asked again: "Dr. Guo, how did you learn to suture like that?"

"The emergency room's control room!"

"I'll do the debridement and suturing," Guo Ziyuan said, turning around.

"The itinerant doctor, the stitches, are still 10-0."

The scrub nurse brought it over immediately.

Because the injured person was a doctor from the hospital, and she had work injury insurance, she wasn't worried that Chen Zhemin wouldn't be able to pay the money!

Even if the patient doesn't pay, the hospital still has to cover the losses!

It's incredibly disheartening when hospitals don't take responsibility for workplace injuries.

"The control room can be trained to this level? How come I didn't know?" Li Changhong's eyes widened.

His eyebrows were very light, and the lines were very thin.

Guo Ziyuan was also learning for the first time that Li Changhong, the director of hand surgery, was a "ten thousand whys"—why did he have so many questions?

"Anyway, this is how I've trained."

Guo Ziyuan said, "I think it's alright."

"If the two directors feel that I am not capable enough, I can step down and give way to a more capable person."

Qin Yu: "That's unnecessary. We're not necessarily better than you."

Qin Yu thought about it carefully: "It should be about the same, but we will be a little worse."

As the chief physician of a prefecture-level city hospital, Qin Yu is confident in his professional skills.

In terms of suturing, he is not as good as Guo Ziyuan, but not by much.

Other technologies are also possible.

That's a huge difference!

Even if he were to start from the womb again, he might not have the chance to catch up.

Li Changhong: "Dr. Guo, so it's very strange, why is our suturing even worse than yours?"

Li Changhong continued his endless stream of "whys".

The situation has now reached a point where things are almost going well.

The others in the operating room also began to whisper among themselves.

Zhou Yong then walked up to Chen Zhemin and began to reassure him: "Chen Zhemin, don't worry, there will always be a place for you in the emergency department."

"You must trust Dr. Guo, and you must trust yourself."

"We can still practice our skills!"

Chen Zhemin narrowed his eyes: "Okay, Director Zhou."

Chen Zhemin then added, "Director Zhou, when I saw the patient, I didn't use a single dirty word, nor did I show any impatience."

"There were other patients and their families present who can testify for me."

"I don't know why, but he just chopped at me with a knife."

Zhou Yong said, "I know, they've confessed everything."

"He said... he'd long ago decided you and his... you know, husband look a bit alike..."

"This is definitely not your fault."

Chen Zhemin: Of course it's not my fault.

This is what I look like!

It was given to me by my parents.

Chen Zhemin immediately thought of a possibility, but then shook his head.

Bullshit! I don't look like my dad, nor do I look like him when he was young. There are photos to prove it!

impossible.

What a tragedy!

……

At noon, at 12:40, the group finally finished the long and rather tedious surgery.

Chen Zhemin was transferred to the hand surgery department.

After stepping down from the stage, Li Changhong still asked, "Dr. Guo, what precautions should be taken for Chen Zhemin's postoperative recovery?"

Li Changhong is still unsure whether the things Guo Ziyuan is tinkering with in a mysterious way are real.

However, Guo Ziyuan's limb replantation technique has already gained his approval.

Guo Ziyuan looks very young.

But his skills are already those of an old monster.

Regardless of age, focus on skills; it's better to be safe than sorry.

Otherwise, what's the point of my skills and status as a chief physician?

Guo Ziyuan shook his head: "Nothing special for now... just manage patients as usual after limb replantation surgery..."

"But remember, you must strictly quit smoking!"

"If Chen Zhemin wants to smoke, you slap him twice for me."

Miracles aren't something you can ask for; they're something Guo Ziyuan earned bit by bit.

Having expended so much energy, Chen Zhemin smoked it all away in two gulps.

Guo Ziyuan wants to see him again!

Illness comes like a mountain down, sickness goes like a thread.

Don't be fooled by Guo Ziyuan's excellent skills.

If Chen Zhemin dared to indulge in a few cigarettes, ten Guo Ziyuans wouldn't be able to withstand a pack of cigarettes!

If a hundred top experts were to perform a 100-meter drop face-to-face stunt, who could save the person?