Is there no limit to this doctor's skills?

With only 700ml of bleeding, the anesthesiologist had already settled back into the sofa and crossed his legs.

After making the call, the circulating nurse was requesting blood from the blood bank, but she seemed to have been scolded. Now she explained in a serious tone, "The aneurysm ruptured; I was just reporting it."

"We still need to prepare blood..."

The phone in the operating room was amplified: "Don't talk until it exceeds two thousand... Seven hundred milliliters, are you bored or are we bored?"

After finishing her call, the middle-aged woman picked up another phone: "Hello!"

"An estimated 1500?!"

"Let me check the pre-transfusion tests and allocate some of the blood to you..."

"Bang!" She smashed the phone in the operating room where Guo Ziyuan was.

The surgery continued in the operating room. After roughly taking in the personnel on the table, Guo Ziyuan put down the useless documents in his hand.

I washed my hands before leaving the room, and then put on sterile surgical gowns and gloves before going on the operating table.

Liu Chuntao continued to sit opposite Guo Ziyuan, in the assistant's position, and began to "rest"...

Professor Yang Huanqi had already taken the stage, but of course he didn't leave immediately. Instead, he led a team to begin treating the liver damage right away.

While rambling on and on, he said, "To be honest, Xiao Nie should be able to handle this level of liver damage."

Zheng Mengxian nodded, knowing that Yang Huanqi was a member of the Yin-Yang Vascular Surgery Department.

However, Zheng Mengxian coughed at the opportune moment: "Nie Zhudong, aren't you going to thank Professor Yang? Are you just standing here drying yourself out?"

Nie Zhudong glanced at Guo Ziyuan, then realized that Yang Huanqi was giving him a chance to play, and quickly thanked him, "Teacher Yang, why don't you take a break?"

"Can I lend a hand?"

"At crucial moments, will you be the one to give them a nudge?"

Those who can get into the Provincial People's Hospital are unlikely to have extremely low IQ or EQ.

"Hmm!" Yang Huanqi really felt that the wound was too simple, so he moved it to the side a bit.

When he had a spare moment, he turned his gaze to Tian Mengguo, the vascular surgeon who had forced him into the operating room.

Tian Mengguo, a vascular surgeon, certainly noticed Yang Huanqi's gaze, but he dared not confront Yang Huanqi directly!

The only way to survive is to operate with utmost care!

There is a rule in the operating room.

Once you're on stage and holding a knife, apart from your immediate superior, even the dean has to take a detour and not disturb you!

The idea that a professor of hepatobiliary surgery could fire a resident of vascular surgery is absolutely impossible.

Yang Huanqi was just an associate professor, so no matter how angry he was, he had to hold it in.

Brother Ding, whom Tian Mengguo had mentioned, arrived soon after.

However, the first thing he did after entering the operating room was not to go on the operating table, but to go straight to the image reader.

After standing there for nearly forty seconds, Ding Long shook his head helplessly: "When moldy poop meets an enema, it gets moldy."

Then, Ding Long turned around and went to the operating table, but still did not go on the table. He just watched Tian Mengguo's operation.

Tian Mengguo began to explain to his superior, "Professor Ding, it was a mid-to-lower segment aneurysm of the ureteral artery that ruptured during the operation."

"My head feels a little numb."

"Hmm!~" Ding Long is a professional; he's also here to take the blame and stand guard for Tian Mengguo.

He glanced around, ignoring Liu Chuntao and Zheng Mengxian, whom he didn't know well, and looked at Yang Huanqi: "Brother Qi, you're here too?"

Yang Huanqi started sarcastically: "The young guys in the department are a real handful; they ordered me to come and stand guard, and I had no choice but to come!"

Chief resident is indeed the most miserable person in the department, even less human rights than professional master's students.

However, the chief inpatient has the highest authority to select patients!

From the department head to the attending physician, I can call everyone.

You still dare not refuse to answer!

Once you accept the offer, you can't refuse to come.

Ding Long and Yang Huanqi were about the same age and both were associate professors: "Brother Qi, I'm really sorry to have troubled you."

"The patient presented with a traumatic emergency, which is generally considered to be a direct rupture or injury to an artery."

"If there are no signs of direct bleeding on the CT scan, even if there is an aneurysm, we will try to treat it electively."

"However, trauma and surgery are both stress factors, and the chance of small and medium-sized aneurysms rupturing during surgery is not high."

"She ran into all of them." Ding Long pointed to the patient.

Yang Huanqi had also served as a chief resident and knew that direct arterial injury should be given priority in traumatic emergencies.

Yang Huanqi glanced at the patient's legs and said, "The orthopedic team really did a great job this time."

"I was simply called here to stand guard. When I arrived, they had already found the aneurysm."

"Um... Xiao Liu, what's that guy's name again, Guo Zi something?"

Liu Chuntao quickly replied, "Professor Yang, Professor Ding, this is Guo Ziyuan."

"I'm not very old, but I'm a bit too bold. Please excuse my rudeness."

Yang Huanqi shook his head slightly: "It's true that he's not very old, and it's also true that he's a bit daring, but it's also true that he's very smart."

"He's got a maxed-out IQ, a great bro!"

Seeing that Tian Mengguo's performance was fine and he hadn't gone on stage, Ding Long asked in a warm voice, "Brother Qi?"

"Just arrived, want to know if I can get some gossip?"

Yang Huan asked curiously, "Why don't you let Xiao Guo answer it himself..."

Guo Ziyuan knew that he had to repeat the reasons he had just given Yang Huanqi.

For the Provincial People's Hospital, the trauma cases handled by Guo Ziyuan and Liu Chuntao were as simple as drinking water.

Guo Ziyuan paused his operation and said with a smile, "Teacher Ding, it's like this, I didn't actually do anything."

"However, given that this patient was hospitalized for trauma, if there is a hematoma, it is generally an arterial injury hematoma."

"However, the patient had a preoperative CT scan, which showed no arterial hematoma, so direct arterial damage can definitely be ruled out!"

"If there is no direct arterial damage before surgery, but sudden bleeding and hematoma occur during surgery, then the quality of the blood vessels must be considered."

"Temporary rupture during surgery of aneurysm and arterial dissection is the most common. We also occasionally encounter tibial and fibular artery aneurysms ruptured under traumatic stress, resulting in delayed hematoma."

Delayed hematoma is the opposite of primary hematoma.

Primary hematoma occurs immediately after injury, while delayed hematoma is caused by non-direct injury.

"However, I'm neither a general surgeon nor a vascular surgeon, so I can only ask professionals which abdominal arteries are more prone to aneurysms..."

"Initially, I didn't want to make a diagnosis; I just wanted to write a signed statement."

Guo Ziyuan utilized his "experience" in trauma surgery, Nie Zhudong's general surgery theoretical system in hepatobiliary surgery, and his ability to interpret medical images.

The hematoma was resolved as quickly as possible.

Ding Long listened, grimacing in horror, "Your brain is really sharp..."

"Under these circumstances, he remained so calm and quickly mobilized all available resources."

"Thanks a lot."

Guo Ziyuan laughed and said, "Teacher Ding, actually, Brother Zheng is more capable. I was just talking nonsense, thinking of finding a dubious direction to work on first."

"If you do well, you're lucky; if you don't, consider it as eliminating incorrect answers."

Ding Long nodded again: "That's the right idea."

"But your film appreciation skills are really impressive!"

"It's not something that just anyone can do to remove aneurysms of small to medium-sized arteries on a simple CT scan."

Ding Long then looked at Liu Chuntao and asked, "Just who is this young man?"

Could you provide some background information?

"They certainly won't remain unknown."

Liu Chuntao thought about it seriously for a moment, then smiled and said, "Teacher Ding, Xiao Guo isn't anything special yet; he's still in his growth stage..."

"There is no background information you are looking for."

Ding Long didn't dwell on it: "Xiao Guo, thank you for your hard work..."

Then, he looked at Tian Mengguo and said, "Repay your own favors. Go back and sort out Xiao Guo's thoughts."

"Don't make it seem like someone did you a favor, and you're so clueless you don't even realize it!"

Ding Long didn't apologize to Yang Huanqi, but instead emphasized, "Brother Qi, these young people these days are really something!"

"If it were you, Brother Qi, could you do what Xiao Guo did?"

Yang Huanqi thought about it carefully, organizing his thought process, and replied, "If I were Xiao Guo, I'd probably just go straight to the video viewer and fixate on it..."

With my amazing ability to interpret medical images, if I encounter an emergency, would I trust my own abilities and ask a junior master's student in general surgery?

Yang Huanqi admitted that he couldn't do that.

That's why he felt that Guo Ziyuan was different from ordinary people.