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Lin Xiuyuan twitched his fingertips slightly.

Gu Lin was right. His biggest problem was that he had a lot of ideas, but he didn't convey them in the shortest amount of time at the right time.

Gu Lin looked at Shen Qing one last time.

"Shen Qing is responsible for the timeline and communication with the families, but it's not just about recording. The provincial competition's scoring places great emphasis on process nodes."

"You need to remind us of the time at each critical juncture: how many minutes for medication, how many minutes for resuscitation, and how many minutes for parameter changes."

Shen Qing nodded.

"clear."

Zhao Qiming looked at Gu Lin.

"And what about you?"

Gu Lin put down his pen.

"I make risk assessments and fill in the gaps."

The group of people in the training room exchanged glances, and Zhao Qiming frowned slightly.

"Aren't you going to take command?"

"improper."

Gu Lin answered quickly, as if he had thought about this question long ago.

"In provincial team competitions, the strongest person doesn't always have to be in charge. Putting the most suitable person in the most suitable position will maximize efficiency."

He looked at Zhao Qiming.

"You take charge and maintain a better emergency response rhythm, while I'll focus on ensuring there are no overlooked risks."

As he finished speaking, Zhao Qiming looked at him, and the tension in his heart caused by the earlier evaluation slowly subsided.

He finally understood why Gu Lin was able to get first place.

Of all these people, only he could see how the entire team should operate.

The coach, standing to the side, had changed his expression. He had only wanted Gu Lin to give some feedback, but Gu Lin had instead completely reorganized the team structure for the six members.

Moreover, his explanation revealed each person's position very accurately.

The instructor closed the scoring sheet.

"Do it again, as Gu Lin said."

The second simulation begins.

The same cases, the same conditions, but this time, the team's rhythm was clearly different.

Zhao Qiming spoke first. Unlike the first time, he didn't rush to make a diagnosis, but instead established the framework for the rescue first.

"Monitoring, oxygen, two intravenous lines."

Xu Ran had already positioned herself in the airway position. Her gaze swept over the oxygen saturation and respiratory rate of the mannequin. The laryngoscope, endotracheal tube, and suction device were all in place.

"Airway assessment in progress, oxygenation is decreasing, prepare for intubation."

Zhou Ziqian stared at the monitor. His voice was not loud, but much more decisive than the first time.

"If circulation is unstable, it is recommended to first administer vasopressors and then administer small amounts of fluids for evaluation."

Lin Xiuyuan quickly integrated the data. Unlike the first time, he did not lay out all the analysis. Instead, he condensed his judgment into the most crucial sentence.

"On the first day after surgery, the risk of pulmonary embolism increases, but the cause of shock is undetermined, and infection and cardiac causes cannot be ruled out."

Shen Qing checked the time and immediately added the process details.

"Two minutes into the resuscitation effort, blood pressure continued to drop, and oxygenation did not improve."

This time, everyone is in their own place.

There was no interruption or interruption between them.

Gu Lin didn't rush to speak. He stood aside, his gaze fixed on the constantly being released supplementary information, until a new prompt appeared.

"Bedside ultrasound indicates increased right ventricular load, raising the priority of pulmonary embolism."

Zhao Qiming immediately took over, without hesitation, and the instructions followed almost exactly as Gu Lin had predicted.

"Proceed according to the high-risk pulmonary embolism direction."

"Xu Ran prepares airway protection, Zhou Ziqian maintains circulation."

"Contact the interventional department and ICU to assess contraindications for thrombolysis."

This time, the entire process went smoothly. There was someone to respond to every question and someone to monitor every risk. The whole process went surprisingly smoothly.

Five minutes later, the simulation ended, and the score on the screen was refreshed.

Teamwork: Excellent

[Key Diagnosis: Excellent]

[Rescue Procedure: Excellent]

[Information Integration: Excellent]

Overall Rating: A

The eyes of several people in the training room fell on the screen at the same time. The gloom that had been suppressed by the low score was finally dispelled by the result.

The trainer finally nodded.

"Now that's what a team should look like."

Zhao Qiming looked at the rating on the screen and then turned to look at Gu Lin.

"Continue using your previous division of labor tomorrow."

Gu Lin smiled.

"It needs to be adjusted further, depending on the different question types."

Zhao Qiming paused.

"Have you already decided on the division of labor for the different question types?"

Gu Lin picked up the process sheet.

"I only considered a part of it."

Several people looked at him with bright eyes. Gu Lin was silent for a moment, then added a sentence.

I'll tidy it up when I get back tonight.

Xu Ran posed a profound question.

Aren't you going to sleep?

Gu Lin: "..."

Zhao Qiming suddenly smiled.

"It seems the rumors are true."

Shen Qing, who was organizing notes, looked up when she heard this, her eyes filled with curiosity.

"What rumor?"

Zhao Qiming looked at Gu Lin.

"Gu Lin is either seeing patients or preparing for the next case."

Gu Lin put the documents into a folder, then paused.

He really wanted to explain that he also sleeps.

But after thinking about his recent plans, he felt that this explanation wasn't very convincing, so he simply shut up.

This made the people in the training room laugh.

The tension that had been building because of the low score in the first mock exam finally eased.

Only the training instructor looked down at the second assessment, his gaze deeper than before.

He knew very well that what Gu Lin had just done was not just a review; he had reunited six outstanding but conflicting individuals into a team in the shortest amount of time.

From this moment on, the team truly had a core player.

Gu Lin's first place win simply showcased his individual abilities to everyone.

But now, he's making everyone stronger.

The next morning at eight o'clock, on the second floor of the skills center.

When Gu Lin pushed open the door, Zhao Qiming had already arrived.

He was wearing training clothes, holding a cup of soy milk, and his face still showed signs of lingering sleepiness.

Seeing Gu Lin come in, he put the soy milk on the table.

"Did you really write a training plan?"

Gu Lin nodded and handed over the printed pages. Zhao Qiming glanced at them.

The first page is the division of roles, the second page is the framework for handling common acute and critical illnesses, the third page is the continuous stress training process, and the fourth page is the error review form.

The more Zhao Qiming looked, the more silent he became.

What time did you go to bed last night?

Gu Lin thought for a moment.

"Around 12 o'clock."

Zhao Qiming: "..."

He suddenly realized that his fact that he had arrived half an hour early seemed very simple.