Is there no limit to this doctor's skills?

Chapter 141 Qin Liaolong!

At 10:20 a.m.

Guo Ziyuan was bandaging a food delivery driver's ankle, instructing him: "Rest well, keep the area dry, and change the dressing promptly."

"Your wound has reached the muscle layer, so you'll need to rest for a while."

"I suggest you stay in the hospital."

The deliveryman smiled and said, "Doctor, I know. I plan to go back to the county hospital to get my injection."

"The reimbursement is higher, and I also have family members to take care of me."

"You said yourself that I can't work anymore, so we should save as much as we can —"

"You have no idea how hard it is for us to earn money. We have to save every penny."

Guo Ziyuan laughed and said, "I'm not making any money right now."

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"It's ready!"

"You can walk normally and bear weight normally, but if the local pain is too obvious, you can buy a pair of crutches."

"Sign here and you can go back."

"You definitely need to be hospitalized; your wound has penetrated deep into the muscle layer."

"If an infection occurs later, it could be very troublesome," Guo Ziyuan still instructed.

"Okay, thank you, doctor." After signing the form, the deliveryman took his medical record and leisurely left.

After the deliveryman opened the door to the break room, Liu Lingli whispered, "Dr. Guo, Director Qin is waiting for you in the break room."

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"Director Zhou Minbo of the radiology department is also here. They say they want to see you. Do you want to go?"

Liu Lingli helped tidy up the wound cleaning kit on the operating table.

Guo Ziyuan then walked to the sink, squeezing out hand sanitizer as he tilted his head and asked, "Did they say why they wanted to see me?"

"He didn't say."

Liu Lingli was quite clever: "That Director Qin seemed quite frustrated; he wasn't in a good mood."

"I suggest you don't go in, Dr. Guo."

"Thank you for tidying up this place." Guo Ziyuan had his own ideas.

"Dr. Guo," Liu Lingli called out.

"It's alright. That Director Qin can't even beat Director Qian, he won't get any advantage over me."

Guo Ziyuan and Qian Shuhang are opponents; conservatively speaking, the odds are 60/40.

Guo Ziyuan, number six.

In the lounge, Guo Ziyuan did not serve tea to Qin Liaolong and Zhou Minbo, but simply explained the information that he had seen the film.

Qin Liaolong was trembling all over at this moment.

Hands, feet, legs, face, mouth.

They were all convulsing, unable even to straighten the muscles of their tongues: "Director Zhou, is what Dr. Guo said true?"

"So, that means my mom?"

"she--"

Zhou Minbo's expression was also very complicated at this moment. He wanted to remind Guo Ziyuan not to reveal the truth so cruelly.

Guo Ziyuan said, "Director Qin, you should know that the radiology department is just a tool for us doctors."

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"They are our eyes!"

"Only after we were born with eyes could we see the truth."

"Before we had these eyes, we could only speculate."

"If you guess right, it's a blessing from heaven; if you guess wrong, that's just how the world works."

"Before the CT scan, who could have predicted this outcome?"

"Severe chest pain, is aortic dissection, the leading cause of death, not a priority?"

That's impossible.

"Without a CT scan, even now, we cannot know the truth."

Qin Liaolong's mouth was still trembling: "But? But—"

Guo Ziyuan understood Qin Liaolong's meaning. If Qin hadn't insisted on a CT scan and instead put the elderly man on monitoring and received emergency treatment, they might have been able to prolong the time.

But what's done is done, and there's no point in dwelling on it anymore.

Guo Ziyuan said, "Director Qin, there's not much point in delaying this much."

"You—" Qin Liaolong felt that Guo Ziyuan spoke too casually.

Zhou Minbo then advised, "Qin Liaolong, Dr. Guo is just telling the truth, and that's the fact."

"Dr. Guo only watched the film afterward; he was merely describing the state of mind at the time, not trying to evade responsibility."

Qin Liaolong covered his face with his hands, pressing them tightly against the table: "Mom—"

Approaching fifty, he trembled like a homeless child.

He didn't know how much time had passed, but Qin Liaolong's eyes were red and his cheeks were covered with broken tear stains: "Dr. Guo, thank you."

"I was so out of control this morning!"

"I apologize to you here. I always thought—"

Guo Ziyuan waved his hand dismissively: "Director Qin, we're all human, and humans have emotional moments."

"We are both like that."

"I also feel very ashamed—when Dr. Peng in the emergency room showed me the X-rays, I knew nothing about it and just told the truth—"

Qin Liaolong stood up and walked out shakily.

He didn't even know whether he should tell his brothers and sisters the truth about these things.

If I tell them, how will they see me?

Could Qin Liaolong say that if he hadn't asked his mother to have a CT scan, she could have lived for another half hour or an hour?

Can they be trusted?

If I don't say it—

Of course, these "what ifs" are something only Qin Liaolong can experience for himself.

Zhou Minbo bowed slightly to Guo Ziyuan and then gave Guo Ziyuan a thumbs up.

Guo Ziyuan calmly watched Zhou Minbo and the other man leave, then glanced at the screen again.

A belated accurate diagnosis, aside from making up for previous cognitive deficiencies, is not very meaningful.

If one can make an accurate diagnosis immediately and treat the large blood clot in the blood vessel in time, there is still a glimmer of hope.

When faced with sudden chest pain, is it wrong for Qin Liaolong to first consider aortic dissection, which carries a higher risk and incidence rate?

That's definitely correct.

Liu Lingli pushed open the door and asked with some concern, "Dr. Guo, did Director Qin and the others give you any trouble?"

"No, before they came to me, other teachers paved the way for me and persuaded Director Qin to stay."

Hearing is unreliable, seeing is believing.

Guo Ziyuan, as a resident physician, ultimately lacked much credibility.

Only those who are familiar with Guo Ziyuan will recognize his diagnostic abilities.

Even with Zhou Minbo's endorsement of Guo Ziyuan at the time, Qin Liaolong was still more inclined to believe that Guo Ziyuan was talking nonsense.

"That's good, Dr. Guo!"

"I want to ask you something." Liu Lingli's eyes became very conflicted.

"Go ahead," Guo Ziyuan said, turning to get himself some water without even glancing at Liu Lingli.

Liu Lingli's voice was clear and strong: "Does the Hubei Provincial People's Hospital discriminate against nurses with prior work experience in prefecture-level cities during its nurse recruitment process?"

Guo Ziyuan's movements as he took the water were natural, and his tone was also relaxed: "I'm not from the personnel department, so I don't know either."

When recruiting nurses, many top-tier tertiary hospitals either prioritize recent graduates or nurses with equivalent hospital experience who have switched jobs.

Nurses who have previously worked in grassroots hospitals, even if they have experience, may have it as a "minus" rather than a "plus".

Hospitals instinctively believe that people strive for better opportunities.

If you have the ability, your initial work experience wouldn't be in a prefecture-level city or county hospital, especially for doctors.

"I think that as long as the educational requirements are met, it mainly depends on personal ability."

Guo Ziyuan added, "Many of a nurse's tasks cannot be replaced by just anyone."

"My family suggested that I go after I become a registered nurse—but I feel that I can definitely learn more by gaining experience in a big hospital—"

Liu Lingli's gaze cleared: "Dr. Guo, what do you think?"

"Generally speaking, as long as you can work normally at the Provincial People's Hospital, you can start working directly at Yichang Central Hospital without a transition period."

"But if it's the other way around, there might be a period of easing." Guo Ziyuan's answer was rather cryptic.

Guo Ziyuan had worked at Yicheng Central Hospital in his previous life, but after his rebirth, he still found the surgeries in the department particularly challenging.

Liu Lingli was delighted to hear this: "So, Dr. Guo, you also recommend that I apply for a job at the Provincial People's Hospital?"

"No, I suggest you listen to your heart."

"Do you want to learn more, or do you want to get promoted faster? After all, if you go to the Provincial People's Hospital, you might have to pursue a part-time master's degree to get promoted."

"The competition will become even more intense."

"Furthermore, the regulations at the Provincial People's Hospital are more numerous than those at Yilan Central Hospital, and the professors there are different from the directors at Yilan Central Hospital."

"The director here won't dare to scold you, but the professor there can replace you."

Yilan Central Hospital is indeed a top-tier tertiary hospital, but the director here probably wouldn't dare to scold a nurse.

However, such extreme situations would not occur at the Provincial People's Hospital.

While it's true that your family has strong connections, that's the Provincial People's Hospital!

The people seeking treatment there need better-skilled doctors, not nurses with better financial means.

After Guo Ziyuan explained these things, Liu Lingli fell silent again.

Her gaze held a mixture of longing and fear.

Guo Ziyuan didn't dare to offer any suggestions, and the topic ended there.

Noon, 12:51.

Trauma surgery, operating room.

After casually helping Chi Huanlin pull down the loose legs of his hospital gown, Guo Ziyuan turned to a middle-aged woman and said:

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"Family members, could you please help tidy up?"

"The local surgical wound is healing quite well, and the osteomyelitis is currently under control. The prognosis is still promising."

In the operating room of the ward, if the patient being operated on is of the opposite sex, it is best to have a female family member accompany them.

The person accompanying Chi Huanlin was her mother.

The middle-aged woman's age was hard to discern, but she appeared to be in her early thirties. She possessed a dignified and elegant demeanor: "Thank you for your hard work, Dr. Guo."

"I hope that this time, my daughter's condition will completely improve."

"Currently, Director Chen and the others say the test results are very optimistic!"

"That's right, the blood test results were all fine after the previous surgeries."

"However, the CT scan this morning showed that the edema inside the bone marrow has improved significantly. Does this mean my condition is continuously improving?"

Guo Ziyuan, separating and arranging the puncture instruments, said: "Theoretically, that's how it works."

"We'll have to wait for the final presentation results to find out the specifics."

"We can only do our best."

The middle-aged woman was not satisfied with Guo Ziyuan's answer: "Does Dr. Guo not even have confidence in the outcome of the surgery?"

She wanted to hear something better, even just a blessing.

"Confidence is merely belief without factual basis; I believe more in facts."

"If the condition improves, it will be visible to the naked eye."

"We're not in a hurry to draw conclusions, so as to avoid disappointment," Guo Ziyuan said calmly, his back turned.

Chi Huanlin chimed in, "Dr. Guo, I feel much more relaxed than before."

"After the previous surgery, I felt numb and dull."

"But this time, I feel very relaxed."

Guo Ziyuan said, "This means the infection is under effective control, but the medication must continue."

Chi Huanlin himself stated, "I believe you, Dr. Guo."

After leisurely tidying up the control room, Guo Ziyuan took his leave.

Chi Huanlin and her mother were still in the control room.

The woman stared thoughtfully at Guo Ziyuan's departing figure.

"Mom, didn't Uncle tell you to be polite to Dr. Guo? He and I don't really have anything to do with each other." Chi Huanlin's tone was slightly reproachful.

The woman replied, "That's because he had nothing to do with your condition."

"Think about the other doctors here. Your father's position is right there, but the reason he hasn't shown up is because he doesn't want anyone to have any ulterior motives."

Chi Huanlin said, "But my uncle also said that Dr. Guo is a very capable doctor. He has never seen such a young doctor with such good skills."

"We can't fake this, can we?"

"If any other doctor could perform the procedure that Dr. Guo could, my uncle wouldn't have let Dr. Guo perform the surgery on me."

Chi Huanlin's voice was natural and clear.

"Sigh—" the woman sighed, then helped Chi Huanlin slowly get off the operating bed.

"That's what's holding you back. Otherwise, I would have asked you to go back to Han City long ago, but you refused."

Chi Huanlin stuck out his tongue: "Mom, I'm living away from home, I'm writing, I've made all the plans."

"If I give up halfway through so soon, won't all my previous plans have been for nothing?"

"You and Dad both said that I should just do what I like, and this is what I like."

"Mom, let me tell you, the scenery in Yishi is really beautiful—"

"Fine, whatever makes you happy." The woman couldn't do anything about the girl.

Aside from her love of writing and her seemingly unproductive nature, she has no other flaws.

Women are also happy that Chi Huanlin has a hobby!

I love reading and writing, so I simply went with the flow and returned to the forest.

Guo Ziyuan frowned slightly as he left the control room, but his expression quickly relaxed.

Family members are the patient's relatives, mostly parents and children.

I'm just a doctor.

After the roles were swapped, even Chief Physician Qin Liaolong had to rant and rave.

Chi Huanlin's mother's desire to hear kind words about her daughter's illness is a perfectly legitimate request.

No one has enough empathy to completely switch places with the other person and think from their perspective.

That's a saint.

They couldn't tell Chi Huanlin's family that her treatment was completely effective, but Guo Ziyuan knew from his own knowledge that Chi Huanlin definitely wouldn't die.

The case that left a deep impression on him from his past life was brought to a temporary halt by a twist of fate, and Guo Ziyuan was able to let go of the "anxiety" in his heart!

Having experienced the incident involving Director Qin Liaolong, Guo Ziyuan realized that the regrets he had experienced in his previous life were simply things he had personally encountered and that he had come to understand them as regrets.

In fact, regrets, one after another, have never been absent from hospitals.

These regrets simply manifest themselves in the eyes of different people.

[By verbally comforting the patient with anxiety, the patient's emotions were calmed and the anxiety symptoms were not aggravated. 3 skill points awarded!]

Even if Qin Liaolong were a doctor, or even if he were a department head.

His mother died, so he had to become a fake patient too!

His argument with the emergency room staff wasn't a pretense; it was simply a reflection of his regret at not being able to care for his parents after achieving success.