Is there no limit to this doctor's skills?

Chapter 192 You didn't ask either...

Guo Ziyuan eventually managed to stop his teacher, Ding Xianqi.

It's already 10 p.m., where can we find a high-speed train to Yichang?

It took Ding Xianqi more than ten minutes to finally calm down!

He sat alone under a streetlamp in a residential area of ​​Wuhan, in the howling wind, with no pedestrians around.

Half of the streetlights were off.

Ding Xianqi looked up at the faintly visible starry sky, and a string in his mind was stirring:

"Ziyuan, why don't you tell your master the truth..."

"What do you want Master to do in Yishi?"

What are you really planning to do?

……

In Yishi, after comforting Ding Xianqi, Guo Ziyuan brewed himself a cup of light tea.

Guo Ziyuan, who took a leisurely sip, did not panic, but only frowned slightly.

Guo Ziyuan has always believed that he and his mentor Ding Xianqi have the same mindset, but Ding Xianqi is his mentor.

After all, they were both around thirty-six or thirty-seven years old.

Ding Xianqi was also very clever; he seemed to have seen through everything he had "arranged".

When Guo Ziyuan was in Wuhan, he did think about how to prevent his teachers from being involved in "medical disputes" and "beatings"!

Simply make Ding Xianqi the absolute authority.

That was Guo Ziyuan's idea when he was in Han City.

However, after arriving in Yilan City, Guo Ziyuan changed his mind!

There are even better solutions.

Let Ding Xianqi leave the Provincial People's Hospital temporarily, and solve this potential "trouble" once and for all!

Ding Xianqi no longer sees doctors at the Provincial People's Hospital. He came to Yilan City. Surely he won't run into any "benefactors" there again?

This important person must have a lot of free time.

Instead of utilizing the excellent medical resources in Han City, they come to Yishi to cause trouble...

Perhaps Guo Ziyuan's repeated project reports made Ding Xianqi realize something.

Guo Ziyuan remained calm: "Master, how many nails can you hammer if you're made of iron?"

"I like taking shortcuts!"

"Master, you are my shortcut."

"I'm actually pretty laid-back about things."

Ding Xianqi quickly replied: "You call this lying down?"

Even from these few words, one can see that Ding Xianqi's worldview is collapsing.

Treatment options for diabetic foot ulcers.

Ideas for improving the local circulation instrument.

The combined use of local circulation devices and limb-sparing surgery.

Dude, these three are all top-tier topics in trauma surgery. You call this lying down?

Guo Ziyuan: "Master, I've now handed over the project on diabetic foot ulcers to Anyue."

"As for the improvement of the equipment, due to limited resources, I handed it over to the clerk to discuss."

"As for limb salvage surgery..."

Guo Ziyuan didn't explicitly say, "Shouldn't you lie down now?"

"Master, are you unwilling to help me?"

"All of this is thanks to the team..."

For major research projects, it's best to include multiple authors; otherwise, magazines might think your projects were done improperly.

Clinical medicine is not mathematics; clinical medical topics cannot be solved with just a piece of paper and a few pens.

Clinical medicine is an applied discipline!

Ding Xianqi: "Guo Ziyuan, the way you're acting makes your master seem pretty useless."

"real."

In fact, Ding Xianqi was under tremendous pressure when Guo Ziyuan was pushing him to strive to become a doctoral supervisor.

Guo Ziyuan is practically a stress monster.

However, Ding Xianqi is now "at ease".

If Guo Ziyuan's basic skills are so exceptional that he can get a doctorate through a special pathway, then wanting to pursue a doctorate under him is essentially forcing oneself to improve one's research capabilities.

So what is Guo Ziyuan doing now?

Ding Xianqi could predict that he could fly directly to the "Outstanding Young Scientists" program!

According to current rules, students can only choose between the Excellent Young Scientists Fund and the Outstanding Young Scientists Fund.

However, the research projects that Guo Ziyuan has developed have a very good chance of being selected for the National Science Fund for Distinguished Young Scholars.

Even if you're not a recipient of the Outstanding Young Scientists Fund, you could be something even more impressive.

The National Natural Science Foundation of China is not afraid of you boasting, but it is afraid that you will not be able to finish what you boast about.

As long as you have real strength and a solid foundation, if you say you can develop a lithography machine, they will dare to invest in you.

As long as you can finally "get" a result that can withstand the final evaluation!

Let's see if you dare to brag about this!

Most teams wouldn't dare to boast like that.

You'll have to take responsibility for bragging there!

Guo Ziyuan is not forcing himself to become a professor or chief physician.

Instead, they elevate themselves to be something far more impressive than those two simple titles.

"Specialist Professor in Diabetic Foot"!

"Diabetes".

This title alone is enough to make Ding Xianqi proud and influential within the province.

"Master, please don't say that."

Guo Ziyuan said, "There is only a sequence to learning the Way."

Ding Xianqi: "Guo Ziyuan, tell me the truth, why didn't you choose other doctoral supervisors? Does that mean you don't even respect them?"

Doctoral supervisors and professors, in the final analysis, are all empty titles.

However, isn't the person who holds this empty title impressive?

It's definitely a cow, but it depends on how big of a cow it is.

Ding Xianqi had no interest in discussing his major at the moment; instead, he was reminiscing about the past.

"Master, how arrogant would it be to disregard the professors?"

"It's true that I didn't take it too seriously."

Guo Ziyuan readily admitted, "Master, it seems like we shouldn't be talking about these trivial matters."

Ding Xianqi stood up, holding his phone, and wandered around in the darkness.

They swam back and forth more than a dozen times.

Ding Xianqi stopped and sent a message: "If you had dared to tell me three months ago that you didn't care about the professor, I could have killed you."

"But now, I still want to kill you."

"But the reason isn't that you disrespected them."

Why does Guo Ziyuan dare not take the professors seriously?

This is Ding Xianqi's first reason for wanting to kill Guo Ziyuan.

Guo Ziyuan, why are you my student?

This is Ding Xianqi's second reason for wanting to kill Guo Ziyuan.

Ding Xianqi's mentality has slightly collapsed.

Is he considered a master?

Is that Master?

So far, what has he taught Guo Ziyuan?

Guo Ziyuan: "Master, are you getting too emotional? Perhaps we can talk about this another time?"

"Since you're planning to start treating diabetic foot patients soon anyway, I think you should come to Yilan City."

"No one here treats diabetic foot ulcer patients, but if you dare to admit them, they will come."

"At the Provincial People's Hospital, patients might have to go to the endocrinology department, in case someone is going to try to get something for free."

"I'm too lazy to argue with them..."

Ding Xianqi: "I just got back from the countryside not long ago..."

Guo Ziyuan: "Master, as long as you want to provide targeted assistance, the policies support it, and the local government welcomes it!"

This is not something Ding Xianqi should worry about.

Only then did Guo Ziyuan feel that he could completely let go of the "crisis" that had been weighing on his teacher.

Do not call, the person is not in Wuhan.

I'm working on research projects, conducting scientific research, and striving to revise the guidelines.

They are treating diabetic foot, and they are doing something big.

……

Guo Ziyuan had a good night's sleep.

The alarm clock rang for a full ten minutes before Guo Ziyuan finally snapped out of his lingering-in-bed state.

However, when Guo Ziyuan went out to catch the bus, he found Chi Huanlin sitting in a noodle shop not far from the bus stop eating noodles.

She sat in a very conspicuous spot, and she ate her noodles with great seriousness.

However, the smile she gave Guo Ziyuan when she turned her head was exceptionally serious.

Guo Ziyuan tilted his head and recognized Chi Huanlin, then smiled and said, "Chi Huanlin, you don't play by the rules."

"Didn't you say we should wait patiently?"

Chi Huanlin's smile and voice were somewhat roguish: "Dr. Guo, I meant when you get off work."

"Running into you at work doesn't count, right?"

"Boss, a bowl of noodles, please." Guo Ziyuan saw Chi Huanlin eating noodles and remembered his decision yesterday to take care of his own breakfast.

The noodle shop has benches for seating, and Chi Huanlin gave up his seat for Guo Ziyuan!

Today, Chi Huanlin was wearing a wool coat with a high collar, a dark skirt, and short leather boots.

Chi Huanlin didn't choose a ladylike sitting posture; she just openly held a bowl that was bigger than her head and slurped it down.

She exuded confidence and showed no shyness whatsoever.

"Chi Huanlin, aren't all writers night owls?"

"Why are you up so early?" Guo Ziyuan was naturally not intimidated by Chi Huanlin's aura.

"People who write irregularly are night owls, while people who write regularly complete their tasks during the day and then publish them on a scheduled basis."

"I'm a typical update-guaranteed player; I just aim to get full attendance bonuses every month."

Chi Huanlin then frankly added, "However, I'm also a workaholic. When I'm performing surgery, I always write out my prepared drafts beforehand, and I never miss an update!"

Although Guo Ziyuan hadn't read many, he knew that daily updates were not easy.

For someone like Chi Huanlin to maintain his updates despite such adversity is even more remarkable: "Amazing!"

"admire!"

Chi Huanlin: "Actually, I really admire Dr. Guo. You take almost the same route to work every morning and leave work on time every day."

"Not even taking a break?"

Guo Ziyuan's rice noodles were ready, and he randomly chose a spicy beef topping.

After getting up and serving the dish, Guo Ziyuan went to add more condiments.

Plenty of chili peppers are a must: "Youth is the time to strive."

"Does a junior doctor deserve a rest?"

Although Guo Ziyuan said that, he was still a little embarrassed.

Don't be fooled by the fact that Guo Ziyuan is currently working 867 hours a day; he works a full ten hours every day.

But this workload would make resident physicians envious, attending physicians jealous, and associate chief physicians think Guo Ziyuan has hit the jackpot!

Just one point is enough to drive all the doctors and nurses crazy.

There are no night shifts.

Chi Huanlin put down her bowl, wiped her mouth with a touch of chivalrous spirit, and asked, "Is Dr. Guo waiting?"

Guo Ziyuan asked, "Why do you say that?"

Chi Huanlin: "Is that easy to guess?"

"Although I don't know much about the medical field, my relative gave me a little explanation, and then I understood."

"Dr. Guo, you are only a professional master's degree holder, a physician, and have only a junior professional title."

"The maximum surgical authority for junior-level professionals is only level two surgery, but Dr. Guo, you don't consider this level of surgery appropriate."

Am I right?

Guo Ziyuan nodded: "Yes, and no."

"Of course, you're not in the medical field, so it's not your fault for not knowing these things."

Chi Huanlin frowned slightly: "Dr. Guo, aren't you waiting for something?"

Guo Ziyuan shook his head: "Of course there's no need to wait!"

"Surgery can be broken down into operational steps."

"Even interns can complete the operation steps."

"There are no restrictions on professional titles for simply participating in the completion of operational steps."

"so?"

"What you're talking about doesn't actually involve that many rules and regulations; it's just a matter of whether your name can appear on the medical record."

"So, it's not that I don't have the authority to perform surgery that prevents me from doing so."

Chi Huanlin's understanding of medicine was still too superficial.

Medical laws and regulations certainly have their clear provisions.

But for Guo Ziyuan, a middle-aged man, participating in the surgery would be an easy task.

Guo Ziyuan is not in a hurry to become a surgeon because he has not yet accumulated enough skills.

Guo Ziyuan has now completed his basic skills training and is planning to further develop his professional operational skills.

For example, basic specialized skills such as bone grafting and osteotomy are derived from basic skills.

Guo Ziyuan was not in a hurry to show off his abilities.

Once you've obtained it, it's on your person.

No one can take it away from you.

Guo Ziyuan has his own rhythm and plan.

"Why is that?" Chi Huanlin asked curiously.

Similarly, she was also somewhat disappointed, but not by Guo Ziyuan; she was disappointed by her own wrong guess.

Guo Ziyuan slurped three mouthfuls of noodles before replying, "I'm sorry, I just lied to you. I'm actually not working hard."

"I belong to the type who tends to lie flat; my teachers call me Guo the Lie Flat."

"The reason is simple: life is very comfortable now."

"It's my comfort zone."

"No one would ask 26-year-old Dr. Guo Ziyuan to save lives, nor would anyone force 26-year-old Master of Science Guo Ziyuan to save the world."

"Without such pressure, life can be peaceful and serene."

"Cause and effect do not cling to you."

Chi Huanlin found it somewhat mysterious: "Unaffected by karma?"

Guo Ziyuan laughed: "I haven't taken any money from the patients, so what karmic consequences could I possibly have?"

Currently, Guo Ziyuan is only receiving subsidies, not performance-based pay.

Chi Huanlin smiled and said, "Dr. Guo, you are indeed very interesting."

Guo Ziyuan continued slurping his noodles with his head down, then took a sip of soup: "Although I don't know where you got the information from, it's true."

"But you probably don't understand my intentions."

Guo Ziyuan slurped the noodles very quickly, and the bowl was soon empty.

"I have to go to work now. See you later, Writer Chi." Guo Ziyuan stood up and reached for a tissue.

Chi Huanlin was somewhat taken aback by the speed at which Guo Ziyuan ate breakfast.

However, doctors and nurses who have worked in the emergency room know that if you have time to eat, eat as soon as possible, and if you can defecate, defecate as soon as possible.

Otherwise, if the emergency room comes looking for you, you'll not only go hungry, but you might also soil your pants...

Of course, no one will laugh at you.

You'll be speechless with self-mockery.

Although Guo Ziyuan is not currently on emergency room duty, he has brought back this eating habit from his previous life.

Chi Huanlin didn't follow up with Guo Ziyuan to chat.

She needs to rest and is not suitable for running.

Secondly, she felt that she needed to spend more time with Guo Ziyuan!

Otherwise, it's just the initial encounter with a new identity.

……

After jumping off the bus, Guo Ziyuan went straight to the emergency room.

However, when Guo Ziyuan arrived at the emergency department, he noticed something was wrong.

The emergency room was in complete chaos at that moment.

The emergency room, observation ward, and internal medicine and surgical wards were all packed with patients.

Even the corridors of the emergency department were filled with beds.

Several control rooms were operating at high speed.

Several resident trainees were battling it out in the control room—

Wu Xianliang, Wang Mo, and Huang Zhuoan.

One for each person!

They were exhausted, but a long queue still formed at the entrance.

They cannot rest.

There is no longer anywhere for Guo Ziyuan to stay.

This must have been a multi-vehicle collision.

Otherwise, there wouldn't be so many patients.

But after all this, why didn't anyone call him?

Director Zhou and his colleagues were too respectful of themselves.

Seeing this, Guo Ziyuan hesitated for only three seconds before skillfully slipping into a doctor's lounge, grabbing a white coat, and casually putting it on.

Looking around, Guo Ziyuan still couldn't see a mask, but the white coat also didn't have a name tag.

This saved Guo Ziyuan the trouble of turning it upside down.

Guo Ziyuan headed straight for the emergency room.

At the entrance of the emergency room.

The emergency bed was clearly overloaded.

Inside were piles of people in green uniforms and professionals in white lab coats.

These people in green clothes and white coats formed more than a dozen groups, each carrying out their own rescue efforts.

The sounds were very chaotic.

Tracheotomy.

"Intubation."

"Norepinephrine intravenous injection..."

"Establish a rapid intravenous access and administer colloidal or crystalloid fluid replacement immediately."

"..."

Nurses and doctors were also rushing patients out the door.

Guo Ziyuan immediately stood against the wall.

He didn't rush to join a team; he was searching for people against the wall!

As a doctor with a mature mind, Guo Ziyuan knew that this was not the time for him to interfere.

It would be best to find the overall coordinator of the rescue plan first!

Ask the general dispatcher for permission to go to a suitable place.

If you can't find it, you'll need to find the team leader in the emergency department or resuscitation room!

Guo Ziyuan did not see Director Zhou Yong, nor did he see Deputy Director Qian Shuhang.

It's estimated that people with associate senior titles or above have already gone to the emergency operating room and are racing against death.

Finally, at one point, Guo Ziyuan noticed that Professor Ning Sanlong was also running in quickly from outside.

He was also putting on a white coat, and he was also opening his gloves.

Guo Ziyuan quickly stepped forward: "Professor Ning, could you spare me a few masks and gloves?"

"Guo Ziyuan, you just arrived too?" Ning Sanlong glanced at Guo Ziyuan!

Lisuo chose 70/30, and Guo Ziyuan chose 30/30.

Guo Ziyuan nodded: "I didn't answer the phone."

Ning Sanlong quickly conducted an overall assessment: "Me too!"

"I estimate that there aren't too many critically ill patients, but the number is large."

"Otherwise, I would have answered the phone."

This is the kind of capability an emergency room professor possesses.

If the emergency department were to be overwhelmed with critically ill patients, Zhou Yong and his team would definitely ask Professor Ning Sanlong for help to get Guo Ziyuan to sleep.

Guo Ziyuan actually had a guess in his mind when he saw Ning Sanlong.

"Professor Ning, where am I going?" Guo Ziyuan chose to obey orders.

Guo Ziyuan has the skills.

But when it comes to planning and arranging the rescue of so many emergency patients, compared to Ning Sanlong, he's probably at a primary school level.

Don't try to show off your skills in front of Guan Yu!

Guo Ziyuan was willing to be a henchman.

Ning Sanlong merely glanced at Guo Ziyuan: "Your ability to stop bleeding is quite good. Go find someone in the emergency operating room."

"Two requests!"

"First, stop the bleeding."

"Second, don't dwell on it; once the bleeding is stopped, move on to the next machine."

"Life and death are irrelevant!"

"Is that clear?" Ning Sanlong was indeed very decisive.

Guo Ziyuan nodded and completed Ning Sanlong's sentence: "Professor Ning, I will ask for permission before going on stage."

"Please feel free to call me anytime you need me."

As Guo Ziyuan left the emergency room, he rushed towards the emergency operating room.

Now we need to divide the work.

Professor Ning Sanlong's comprehensive abilities, organizational skills, and leadership skills are several times greater than mine; I just need to follow his orders.

Guo Ziyuan chuckled and whispered, "If I had known this would happen, I shouldn't have taken Professor Ning Sanlong's resources."

At this time, masks and gloves are the weapons of doctors and are quite precious resources!

Guo Ziyuan quickly changed into scrubs and put on the special disposable surgical cap and surgical mask provided in the operating room.

Then, Guo Ziyuan went into the operating room.

The emergency operating room has a total of 9 operating rooms, none of which are spacious and are arranged in a U-shape.

The operating room, which is connected to the changing room passageway, faces five other operating rooms.

Guo Ziyuan decided to run clockwise.

After stepping directly into the door of operating room 5, Guo Ziyuan looked around and finally spotted Deputy Director Qian Shuhang!

"Teacher Qian, I am Guo Ziyuan."

"Professor Ning Sanlong asked me to come to the operating room to help..." Guo Ziyuan introduced himself first.

Qian Shuhang quickly looked up: "Holy crap, is it already eight o'clock?"

"Guo Ziyuan, you should go to room 9 right away. Director Yao Hancheng is there. The situation is quite dangerous."

Guo Ziyuan didn't reply and turned to leave.

Since he couldn't go clockwise, Guo Ziyuan had to run counter-clockwise to Room 9 first.

Guo Ziyuan washed and disinfected his hands before stepping into the operating room.

On the operating table, Director Yao Hancheng's voice rose and fell: "It can't be found, it's not here, it's not here either..."

"Has the vascular surgeon arrived yet?"

The tour covered exactly nine locations: "We've made phone calls, but we can't allocate any manpower right now."

"The operating room is also very crowded."

"There was a multi-vehicle collision last night, and a section of road collapsed. There are quite a few patients..."

As Guo Ziyuan entered, he said, "Director Yao, I am Guo Ziyuan. Professor Ning Sanlong asked me to come up on stage to help."

Guo Ziyuan's words were very artful; they didn't dwell on the issue, nor did they require Yao Hancheng to make any decisions.

Director Yao Hancheng: "Guo Ziyuan, you've come at the perfect time!"

"This patient has extensive bleeding, and the hematoma is difficult to resolve."

"Although we have used sterile cotton pads to pack the area extensively, we still have to deal with it gradually."

As Yao Hancheng spoke, a middle-aged man of similar age to Yao Hancheng asked, "Director Yao, who is this?"

"Our department's treasure."

You'll find out soon enough.

"Cycling, call the vascular surgeon and tell them not to waste their time coming over."

Yao Hancheng quickly relayed the information.

At this moment, every specialist doctor is a precious resource.

Saving money here means having more resources elsewhere.

"Director Yao, isn't this a bit too reckless?" the chief physician who had spoken earlier asked again.

"If even Xiao Guo can't handle the situation, and we call in the vascular surgery team, they'll just have to stand there as punishment."

"I told you, you'll find out soon enough."

As Yao Hancheng spoke, he took two steps back and said, "Guo Ziyuan, come here to me."

"Okay!" Guo Ziyuan had just put on sterile surgical gloves.

Approaching the abdomen, Guo Ziyuan briefly examined it before asking, "Is there any damage to major blood vessels?"

The director opposite Yao Hancheng said, "Definitely not. If it were, this kind of packing wouldn't be able to stop the bleeding."

"Director Yao said you're very capable, so I'll be your assistant."

Guo Ziyuan heard the middle-aged man's voice, and upon closer inspection, he finally recognized him.

Mao Zixiang, one of the vice presidents of Yilan Central Hospital, is the administrative director of the Department of Gastrointestinal Surgery and the administrative deputy director of the Department of General Surgery.

Although the name "Elephant Mao" doesn't sound good, if you dare to look down on him just because his name is unpleasant, he could beat you to death!

Rumor has it that Director Mao Zixiang's surgical skills are among the best in the entire province.

Director Mao Zixiang originally had the opportunity to move to a provincial teaching hospital; at least, both Zhongnan Hospital and Union Hospital had extended offers to him.

But Director Mao Zixiang is a local of Yishi and doesn't want to venture out anymore.

"Director Mao, Director Yao is just being polite," Guo Ziyuan said, then bowed his head.

Guo Ziyuan directly pulled out a sterile cotton pad.

Blood gushed out instantly.

"The stitches!" Guo Ziyuan only looked at it for two seconds before putting the cotton pad back on.

For some bleeding points, electrocoagulation can be used to stop the bleeding.

Some types of bleeding can only be stopped by ligation, while in other cases, suturing is the only solution.

There's a reason for all of this!

Guo Ziyuan's orders and actions were swift and efficient.

Mao Zixiang said, "This is extensive bleeding in the peritoneum, abdominal wall, and pelvic area."

Guo Ziyuan nodded: "If it's not bleeding from a major blood vessel, the amount of blood loss is usually relatively limited."

"If you don't go to such extremes, you'll have a chance."

"Here's the suture!" The scrub nurse didn't give Guo Ziyuan silk thread, but instead gave him sutures with a needle attached.

They can be described as having deep pockets and great wealth.

However, this kind of suture is very cheap, effective and easy to use, and saves more time.

Threading silk is a waste of time.

After Guo Ziyuan took it in his hand, he untied a piece of sterile cotton pad.

The cotton pad was soaked in red dye.

When the cotton pad was removed, there were still bright red blood clots inside, which had not yet oxidized into dark red blood.

The blood clots were flat, looking like thin blocks of tofu.

Small arteries were gushing out from the edges of the tofu block.

Guo Ziyuan glanced at the shape of the blood spurt and roughly determined its direction of travel. He then inserted a needle along its proximal end.

Insert the needle into the tissue, and then begin outlining.

When Guo Ziyuan inserted the needle, he could clearly feel the needle tip sliding past the blood vessel wall.

This is the kind of subtle perception that only a national-level expert in physical examination can achieve!

Guo Ziyuan smiled gently.

Tie a knot quickly after sewing!

It's a medical device knot, making it easy to operate!

Then, Guo Ziyuan administered another injection, parallel to the injection site.

In an instant, Guo Ziyuan dried up the biggest bleeding point.

Mao Zixiang hadn't even had time to figure out why Guo Ziyuan wanted to sew from this angle.

Guo Ziyuan then casually inserted an injection into the spot above the bleeding point.

Instrument knot.

Then, the elephant discovered that the three bleeding points, which were about seven centimeters away from it, disappeared instantly!

The elephant's eyes widened.

A quick kill and a triple kill?

However, this is not the most terrifying thing.

Guo Ziyuan, having seen something, casually picked up a pair of tissue forceps and inserted them inside.

Just in that brief moment.

The eight or nine bleeding points that appeared after Guo Ziyuan removed the cotton pad disappeared instantly!

"No…"

Mao Zixiang wasn't just lacking composure; he couldn't contain his astonishment: "Is this how you usually stop bleeding?"

Guo Ziyuan lifted the second cotton pad and replied seriously and calmly, "I'm an orthopedic surgeon, I don't do this kind of thing very often."

As Guo Ziyuan spoke, he tilted his head and looked for tissue forceps.

The Russian elephant nearly drowned in spittle: "What I mean is, is this how you usually stop bleeding? By cutting it all the way out?"

Guo Ziyuan shook his head: "No, not at all."

"I usually work in orthopedics, and we habitually look for the femoral artery."

"If it is a fracture in the pelvic area, then bone wax should be used to seal it."

"Anyway, as long as the blood is prevented from leaving the body's circulation, the bleeding has been stopped."

"Whether it's mechanical or otherwise, as long as it works..."

As Guo Ziyuan spoke, he put down the sewing needle in his hand and picked up the knife.

Once you've found the right spot, gently pry the tissue apart.

As a result, an artery and a vein were exposed.

Guo Ziyuan used a pair of tissue forceps to clamp them together at the same time.

The numerous bleeding points were instantly reduced by half!

"The patient doesn't have a CTA!" The Russian elephant was speechless, as if he were watching a spectacle.

Guo Ziyuan: "The most effective way to stop bleeding is to stop the bleeding at the root."

"To have a better hemostasis technique, the most convenient way is to deduce the location of the superior arteries and veins based on the distribution and spatial location of the bleeding point."

"However, this is not very easy to do in clinical practice."

As Guo Ziyuan spoke, he opened another artery and then inserted the hemostat.

It really is!

That was the clattering sound.

Russian Elephant: "Didn't you say it was difficult to operate?"

Guo Ziyuan then fell silent.

Then, Guo Ziyuan lifted the third cotton pad.

This time it's relatively complicated. It's soft tissue bleeding in the retroperitoneum, and it's clumpy!

The key point is that the soft tissue of the retroperitoneum may have two sets of arteriovenous systems, making it difficult to directly locate the root.

However, it's just difficult, not impossible to find.

Because the bleeding had been stopped effectively before, Guo Ziyuan even gently pinched the soft tissue with his hand to speed up the local bleeding in order to save more time.

Then, based on the location of the spurting blood, Guo Ziyuan determined the location of the next-level artery above these tiny arteries.

With a thud, the blood loss was halved.

Guo Ziyuan then opened up another spot, and another circulatory artery was also destroyed!

What was originally widespread bleeding has miraculously turned into oozing!

For minor bleeding, electrocoagulation is sufficient.

This is the last large cotton pad.

A patient's abdomen cannot withstand such a large area of ​​cotton padding.

Humans are not that strong; they cannot tolerate such a large amount of bleeding.

"Director Yao, I think it's about time," Guo Ziyuan asked, turning around.

Yao Hancheng was naturally standing next to Guo Ziyuan.

Although he had long known that having Guo Ziyuan perform simple hemostasis was a perfect opportunity for a widow to meet.

But today's approach to stopping bleeding and the methods used to stop bleeding have once again shattered his worldview.

So, this is how you stop bleeding?

The elephant asked on his behalf, "Can bleeding be stopped like this?"

"How come I didn't know?"

He really wanted to scratch his head.

Guo Ziyuan: "Perhaps you haven't asked anyone else before..."

"Director Yao, I'm leaving." Guo Ziyuan remembered his mission; he wasn't there to show off in front of these two old men.

"Don't go!" Mao Zixiang felt offended.

However, Guo Ziyuan would never play any social games with Vice Dean Mao Zixiang.

Guo Ziyuan stepped open the operating room door while taking off his gloves.

The clothes can be disposed of outside or in the next operating room.

Just to save time.