Top-tier doctoral supervisor, reborn as a first-year graduate student in standardized residency trai

Gu Lin knocked on the door, and everyone in the office turned their attention to him.

For a moment, the air was silent for two seconds.

Gu Lin is the most talked-about person in the hospital lately.

Many people had already heard that he would be rotating to the gastrointestinal surgery department this month, but they were still a little surprised.

The first to speak was an attending physician who was around thirty-five years old.

"Gu Lin?"

"Yes."

"Here to report for duty?"

"Yes, teacher."

The man smiled.

"Welcome, I'm Song Zhe, we'll be in the same group from now on."

Gu Lin nodded with a smile.

"Teacher Song."

The other resident trainees exchanged glances, their feelings somewhat complicated.

Gu Lin is actually a first-year graduate student, so in theory, everyone should be considered to be in the same year.

The problem is, they are much more capable than him, and nobody really treats him like an ordinary graduate student.

At this moment, footsteps were heard outside the door.

The previously noisy office suddenly fell silent, and even the doctors who were chatting subconsciously sat up straight.

The next second, the office door was pushed open, and Lin Hanchuan walked in.

His gaze swept across the office and quickly landed on Gu Lin.

"You're here?"

"Director Lin."

Lin Hanchuan looked at him for two seconds and asked directly.

"Can you write medical records?"

Gu Lin was stunned for a moment.

"meeting."

Will post-operative instructions be provided?

"I know a little."

"Change the dressing?"

"meeting."

Lin Hanchuan nodded.

"Not bad, you know quite a lot."

After saying that, he handed a medical record directly to Gu Lin.

"Bed 26, third day after radical gastrectomy for gastric cancer, please tidy up before morning rounds."

Gu Lin looked down and opened the medical record, while the others in the office were a little confused.

No, this...

No welcome, no introduction, just handing out patients?

Song Zhe asked, somewhat puzzled.

"Doctor, shall we familiarize ourselves with the ward first?"

Lin Hanchuan turned and glanced at him.

What's the fastest way to familiarize yourself with the ward area?

No one spoke.

Lin Hanchuan flipped through the medical records and spoke calmly.

"Managing a patient for two weeks makes you more familiar with them than you are after two months."

Song Zhe smiled and then silently shut up.

Yes, very much like Lin Hanchuan.

Gu Lin didn't think anything of it; he looked down and flipped through the medical records.

Gastric cancer, distal gastrectomy, third day post-surgery, complete medical records.

Just then, the system interface suddenly lit up slightly.

[Gastrointestinal Surgery Rotation Begins]

[A new phase begins; current growth path updated]

[Emergency Medicine: 65%]

[Surgery: 10%]

Main Quest Refreshed: Become an Independent Sorcerer

Gu Lin raised an eyebrow slightly.

Independent Sorcerer?

Is the system preparing to cultivate itself in every aspect?

In the office, it quickly came to 7:50.

The test results had been printed out, and people in the office gradually stood up.

It's time for ward rounds.

Lin Hanchuan closed the medical record.

"Let's go."

As soon as he finished speaking, the entire office instantly went into work mode.

Gu Lin picked up the medical record folder and followed behind.

The ward rounds in gastrointestinal surgery are completely different from those in the emergency room. The emergency room emphasizes speed, assessing the condition within one minute and completing the treatment within ten minutes.

Surgery is more about the details; every indicator, every drainage fluid, every time a patient passes gas or stool can determine the patient's recovery process.

Bed 20, Bed 21, Bed 22...

Soon it was bed number twenty-six's turn.

The patient, 56 years old, was in good spirits on the third day after radical gastrectomy for gastric cancer. He even greeted the doctor when he came in.

"Director Lin."

Lin Hanchuan nodded.

"How was last night?"

"I slept okay, but my stomach is a little bloated."

Lin Hanchuan didn't speak, his gaze falling on Gu Lin.

"Your patient, report."

The ward fell silent, and the resident trainees subconsciously looked at Gu Lin.

It was my first time making rounds, and the head doctor was personally calling out names. It was impossible not to be nervous.

Gu Lin opened the medical record, his tone calm.

"Bed 26, male, 56 years old, gastric antral adenocarcinoma, underwent laparoscopic-assisted distal gastrectomy three days ago."

"Postoperative vital signs are stable, with a maximum temperature of 37.5 degrees Celsius. This morning's blood test showed a white blood cell count of 8.6, which is lower than yesterday."

"The drainage fluid was about 80 ml, slightly bloody, with no obvious signs of active bleeding. The patient has gotten out of bed twice, has not yet had a bowel movement, and has passed gas once."

After the report ended, there was a two-second silence in the ward.

Song Zhe glanced at Gu Lin subconsciously. Gu Lin spoke fluently, and it wasn't just reciting medical records; he had genuinely memorized them.

Many students who have just rotated through the program can't even remember all the patients' names, but this student has already figured out the situation perfectly.

Lin Hanchuan walked to the bedside.

"Will you get a medical checkup?"

Gu Lin nodded, then took out sterile gloves, put them on, and began the examination.

The abdomen was flat, the wound dressing was dry and there was no bleeding. The patient experienced slight discomfort when the abdomen was gently pressed, but there was no obvious rebound tenderness.

Just when everyone thought it was over, Gu Lin suddenly paused and his gaze fell on the drainage bag.

There wasn't much liquid inside, and the color was normal, but he still reached out and picked it up to take a look before asking the patient.

"Sir, did you feel nauseous after drinking water today?"

The patient thought about it.

"There is a little bit, but it's not serious."

Gu Lin nodded, said nothing more, and then completed the subsequent physical examination.

As the ward rounds continued, Lin Hanchuan suddenly spoke after leaving the ward.

"Why were you looking at the drainage bag just now?"

The people nearby immediately perked up their ears. Here it comes: the classic questioning session during ward rounds. A bad answer will definitely get you criticized.

Gu Lin didn't panic.

"On the third day after surgery, it's good that the drainage volume decreases, but a decrease that is too rapid may not be a good thing, and it's necessary to rule out a blockage in the drainage tube."

Song Zhe raised an eyebrow slightly, agreeing with the answer.

Lin Hanchuan continued to ask.

"Anything else?"

Gu Lin thought for a moment.

"The patient has passed gas, but still has abdominal distension and mild nausea. If the symptoms persist, we need to monitor the recovery of gastric emptying."

Lin Hanchuan looked at him for two seconds, neither saying he was right nor wrong, but simply nodded.

"Ward rounds continue."

Gu Lin followed behind the group, his expression calm, showing no signs of being under pressure.

But several other trainees nearby had already started exchanging glances.

They could tell that Lin Hanchuan had significantly more problems today than usual.

Moreover, everyone is asking Gu Lin.

The most frightening thing is that Gu Lin answered so naturally, without interrupting or trying to impress. This kind of response is the most dangerous, indicating that these things have become a habit.

Moreover, the fact that he could remain so calm in front of the chief director was a skill they were extremely envious of.

The subsequent ward rounds lasted for nearly an hour.

Post-cholecystectomy, post-colon cancer surgery, post-gastric perforation repair surgery...

One ward after another.

Gu Lin listened most of the time, and was occasionally called on to answer questions, but his answers were always brief.

He would only say a few words, touching on the essentials each time.

After finishing his rounds and returning to his office, Lin Hanchuan suddenly put the medical record folder on the table and then said to Gu Lin.

"Changing the dressing this afternoon, you'll come with me."