I just became an intern doctor, and the system says I'm a disciple of Mount Shu.

A strange phenomenon occurred early in the morning in Beishu City: at the traffic lights next to the Wulin District Court, three kilometers away from Huachuan Hospital.

Many people stood at a distance, watching a life-or-death emergency rescue taking place in the center of the traffic light intersection.

There were only two doctors: a middle-aged man who cleaned the wound and a young man who stitched it up.

Although the two were not wearing pristine white coats, in the eyes of others, their aura was even more sacred than that of those in white coats.

There were no traffic police maintaining order at the scene. All the vehicles passing by did not honk their horns or speed up; they all slowed down and quietly drove around them from a distance.

No one approached them; they all quietly watched from a distance or left in silence.

They were afraid that their actions might hinder the two doctors from saving lives.

"Mommy, what are they doing?" A little boy from kindergarten, heading to school in the morning, pointed his chubby index finger at the two doctors.

"They..." the mother said gently, watching the two doctors' retreating figures. "They were saving lives."

"Mom, what does it mean to save someone?" The little boy looked up at his mother, his face full of curiosity.

"Saving lives is the best thing in the world."

The little boy's eyes shone brightly: "Mommy, I want to save people too."

The mother looked down at the little boy and smiled, "Then you'll have to grow up and become a doctor before you can save people."

"Mom, I want to be a doctor, I want to save people," the little boy said excitedly.

Passersby looked tenderly at the little boy, then turned to look at the two doctors in the distance.

…………

Time ticked by, and Zhuo Zhuo and Hu Tian, ​​with limited tools and a complex patient condition, were fighting for their lives.

The patient is experiencing severe abdominal bleeding, a very dangerous situation.

In cases like this, you should first stop the bleeding, then clean the wound, and finally suture it.

However, due to limited resources and the lack of available medical equipment, we can only use the most primitive method to stop the bleeding.

Therefore, while Hu Tian was cleaning the wound, Zhuo Zhuo pressed the wound tightly with gauze with one hand and pressed the muscles near the wound with the other hand to slow down the blood flow.

But the two were very uneasy, as they did not have a cardiac monitor on hand and could not see the patient's blood pressure, heart rate, and blood oxygen levels.

We also don't know if the patient has pneumothorax, hemothorax, or heart damage.

All they can do now is suture up the largest bleeding wound in their abdomen to save their lives temporarily, and then send them to the hospital for other surgeries.

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Huachuan Hospital, Emergency Department!

Shen Jiheng and Lin Bai stood anxiously at the entrance of the emergency department.

Shen Jiheng looked anxiously at the area outside the emergency room and said, "Why hasn't anyone arrived yet? We're about to do rounds!"

"We can't get through on the phone either." Lin Bai was equally anxious: "Being late for the first round of ward rounds? That'll get us points deducted!"

Top-tier hospitals like Huachuan Hospital have extremely high requirements for their doctors.

Being late for the first day of ward rounds will at least result in being publicly criticized in front of the entire department.

Those who are late will be made to stand outside the ward and will not be allowed to enter the ward or follow the ward rounds.

Points will be deducted afterward, affecting the final assessment.

Furthermore, they haven't chosen a mentor yet.

This also affects the selection of subsequent mentors.

Lin Bai continued, "I heard that Director Cao is making his rounds today, and he's very strict."

The head doctor doesn't make rounds every day; he usually makes rounds twice a week.

There's no fixed time; it all depends on the director's mood.

The emergency department of Huachuan Hospital has five chief physicians and nine associate chief physicians.

The director who is making rounds today is Cao Wu, a top national expert in critical care, cardiopulmonary resuscitation, and chest pain.

There are only about thirty such experts nationwide.

He can be described as a leading figure in the industry and a top surgical medical expert.

He also oversees the entire emergency department and is the head of the emergency medicine group.

He is also a master's supervisor at Huachuan Medical College.

In the entire Huachuan Hospital, only the vice president and the president could outrank him.

"Hey, you guys are still standing here!" a nurse whispered as she passed by. "Hurry up and get ready, Director Cao will be here in a few minutes."

"Let me warn you, it's your first day of internship. Director Cao will definitely ask you questions, and if you can't answer them, he'll punish you."

"Okay, got it." Shen Jiheng and the other person took a deep breath, their hearts pounding.

I was worried about Zhuo Zhuo's lateness, and also nervous about Director Cao's ward rounds that were coming up.

"Director Cao is here!"

At that moment, a middle-aged man walked in from outside.

"director!"

"director!"

Along the way, many doctors bowed and greeted him before following in his footsteps.

In a short while, a large group of people stood behind him.

Cao Wu stopped abruptly in front of the triage desk, and the doctor behind him also stopped.

Then, Cao Wu turned to the doctors behind him and said, "Three interns came yesterday. Step forward and let me introduce you."

Many people's eyes were on Shen Jiheng and his companion.

Shen Jiheng and his companion immediately felt a chill run down their spines, and then steeled themselves and stepped out from the crowd.

"Isn't it three people?" Cao Wu frowned.

"Director, there is one more person who is late. His name is Zhuo Zhuo."

Shen Jiheng glared at Ding Heng out of the corner of his eye. This bastard is really annoying. Everyone else keeps quiet, but you're the only one who talks too much.

"Late!" Cao Wu's gaze was icy. "Late on your first day of ward rounds, humph!"

"Ten points deducted from the assessment!"

The graduation exam is worth 20 points, and now 10 points have been deducted directly. Even if Zhuo Zhuo graduates later, it will still have an impact.

If more points are deducted later, it will affect my chances of staying in the hospital and being evaluated for excellence.

This can be said to have put Zhuo Zhuo on the brink of life and death; he can no longer afford to lose points again.

Shen Jiheng and the other man were anxious upon hearing this, but dared not speak.

The others remained indifferent; they weren't familiar with Zhuo Zhuo and naturally wouldn't speak up for him.

Moreover, Zhuo Zhuo is just an intern doctor, and they are not worthy of speaking up for him.

Ding Heng sneered; his revenge on Zhuo Zhuo stemmed from his dislike of Zhuo Zhuo.

On her very first day, Zhuo Zhuo captivated all the female nurses, and her name spread throughout the entire emergency department.

Even he, a PhD graduate from a prestigious international university, couldn't achieve this.

He was naturally jealous of Zhuo Zhuo and felt very unhappy with him.

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"Alright, the wound cleaning is complete!" Hu Tian breathed a sigh of relief and then wiped the sweat from his forehead.

"Now it's your turn to suture it. This wound is quite difficult to suture, are you sure you can handle it?"

The wound was quite large and bleeding profusely, and the patient was unconscious, so they didn't know what other discomfort the patient might be experiencing.

All they can do now is use sutures to stop the bleeding and prevent the patient from going into shock due to excessive blood loss.

"Don't worry, Dr. Hu!"

After saying that, Zhuo Zhuo poured a lot of alcohol onto his hands, then rubbed them together vigorously. After that, he took the needle holder and began to suture.

The needle is inserted from the outside of the skin, about 0.8 to 1 centimeter away from the edge of the wound.

Insert the needle diagonally into the dermis and exit from the inside of the wound.

His simple interrupted suturing has reached the proficiency level, which is also known as the attending physician level.

Only attending physicians can achieve this level of simple interrupted sutures.

This time, Zhuo Zhuo felt a significant difference from yesterday's stitching.

The needle seemed to pass through the gaps in the muscle fibers without encountering any resistance.

"Hmm?" As soon as Zhuo Zhuo made his move, Hu Tian immediately recognized Zhuo Zhuo's strength.

"This kid's stitching skills are even better than yesterday." Hu Tian was shocked. "His stitching skills are almost on par with mine."

Hu Tian is an attending physician, but his suturing skills are close to those of an associate chief physician.

Now he realized that Zhuo Zhuo had suturing skills at the attending physician level.

Therefore, Zhuo Zhuo's ability to perform simple, intermittent suturing is indeed close to that of Hu Tian.

Of course, what Hu Tian didn't know was that Zhuo Zhuo's skill in simple intermittent suturing was close to his; his other suturing techniques were still at the intern level.

But who would have thought that simple interrupted suturing is at the attending physician level, while other suturing methods are only at the intern level?

After all, interrupted suture is the simplest and most basic suture method. If interrupted suture is strong, other suture methods will not be too bad either.

"He's only twenty-four years old!" Hu Tian said with deep envy. If he had such suturing skills at twenty-four, he could have reached the level of deputy director-level suturing skills by his thirties.

This would greatly increase his chances of being promoted to deputy director in his thirties.

It's worth noting that the youngest deputy director of surgery in the entire country is thirty-two years old.

If he had become a deputy director in his thirties, he would have been famous throughout the entire Chinese medical community.

"To have such suturing skills at the age of 24 is not something that can be learned through hard work alone; it requires talent."

Thinking of this, Hu Tian felt even more envious.

Some things, if you can get them with a little effort, you're not so envious of them.

But there are some things that you can't get no matter how hard you try. You can only be envious.

"Damn it..." Hu Tian thought to himself, "I've encountered a genius, a monster. This is too discouraging."

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