Is there no limit to this doctor's skills?

Chapter 39 Huang Yaoshi

Han City, Chang-gu, Zhongnan 2nd Road, Han City 7th Hospital.

After Guo Ziyuan got out of the car, he went straight into the changing room of the operating room. After changing into his scrubs, he entered the operating room that Huang Zhao had sent him a message to. There were already several people sitting inside.

Huang Zhao, the advisor, clasped his hands together, his hat and mask covering him completely, revealing only his graying temples.

Sitting directly opposite Huang Zhao was a middle-aged man in his fifties, who said in a fawning tone, "Professor Huang, it's our honor that you could come. We hope you can come to our hospital more often to provide guidance."

"This must be the Dr. Guo you were talking about. He's a really handsome young man with striking features."

Huang Zhao glanced at Guo Ziyuan. He was indeed handsome, but he couldn't understand how the person in front of him could see his striking features. "This is Guo Ziyuan, my student's student."

"My student is being irresponsible, so I've temporarily left him to this old man. All I can do is perform minor surgeries with him."

"That's why I asked Director Qi for this surgery. I hope it won't affect you?"

Director Qi's eyes lit up with admiration: "How could that be, Teacher Huang?"

"Even if it has an impact, Professor Huang, you've given your word, so I have to obey."

"Master, Director Qi." Guo Ziyuan called out as he approached with his phone, then carefully placed it on the shelf after silencing it, adopting the attitude of a beginner performing surgery.

I won't answer the phone unless the sky falls down!

"Go out and wash your hands, then go up to the counter to disinfect and lay down a towel. What, you expect Director Qi to do these things for you?" Huang Zhao arranged familiarly.

Guo Ziyuan replied, "I'm waiting for instructions from you, Master Qi!"

"This was my first time performing surgery, and I was so nervous. But when I got closer and saw that all the doctors were there, I wasn't afraid anymore."

"I'll go right away, sir."

"Thank you, Master Qi. Thank you, Director Qi." Guo Ziyuan's words carried multiple meanings!

The words of flattery, ingratiation, and taking the lead in the operation were presented in a perfectly balanced way.

Director Qi was slightly surprised: "Professor Huang, your grand-disciple is quite interesting."

Huang Zhao still crossed his arms: "He's a mischievous little monkey, always taking the wrong path. I'll try to calm him down."

Immediately afterwards, Huang Zhao stared at Guo Ziyuan.

He told Guo Ziyuan to go wash his hands directly, just to test whether Guo Ziyuan thought things through.

If I tell you to wash your hands, you do so. But if I ask you to perform the surgery, would you even bother to look at the patient's basic information and medical records?

Guo Ziyuan certainly didn't make the mistake of being "arranged" in this way. However, when Guo Ziyuan arrived at the patient's medical record folder and opened the page, he was stunned.

Chen XX, male, 10 years old.

Diabetic foot with gangrene.

The patient has been treated for type 1 diabetes at Union Hospital and Tongji Hospital affiliated with Huazhong University of Science and Technology multiple times, but the treatment effect is not good... The patient is scheduled to undergo "left big toe and second toe amputation surgery".

Guo Ziyuan looked up again and saw that it was indeed ten years old, a boy!

Ah this?

Guo Ziyuan looked at his advisor Huang Zhao with a hint of resentment.

Huang Zhao stood with his arms crossed over his chest, motionless.

After reviewing the patient's scans, Guo Ziyuan confirmed that the big toe and second toe were indeed completely necrotic.

Upon arriving at the operating table, the child, being too young, had already undergone general anesthesia to avoid causing fear.

"Master...this one." In his previous life, Guo Ziyuan had been an orthopedic surgeon. He worked for ten years and personally performed at least one or two hundred amputations.

Can?

Does the orthopedics department at Yilan Central Hospital not perform amputations on children?

"Hmm... amputation."

"You will be the surgeon."

"Wash your hands, disinfect, lay out the towels, get on the operating table. If you don't know the surgical procedure, I'll tell you, and you can do it!" Huang Zhao's voice was calm and cold, chillingly so.

"What are you standing there for? Are you going to choose which surgery to have?" Huang Zhao stared intently at him.

Guo Ziyuan went out.

Afterwards, Guo Ziyuan, like a walking corpse, under the guidance of Professor Huang Zhao, completed the amputation of his big toe and second toe.

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It was 7:29 PM.

Operating room in a maternity and children's hospital.

"The advisor??"

"What? Don't you recognize me?"

"Her, four years old? A fractured left knee?"

"So what if she's four? Are you going to save her leg?" Huang Zhao asked, launching into a profound question.

"Didn't you say you wanted me to show you how to perform surgery?"

"Intercept!~"

Just then, the little girl, who wasn't under general anesthesia, said in a slightly childish voice, "Doctor, I'm not afraid. My dad said he bought me the prettiest prosthesis, even prettier than my own legs."

"I just got a leg transplant."

"Doctor, please help me get ready!" the little girl said with an expectant smile.

Having been a doctor for two lifetimes, Guo Ziyuan's defenses were slightly breached at this moment.

What kind of person invented those damned terms, "children speak without restraint" and "pure heart"?

Why were these two words invented?

The little girl was in a car accident when she was three years old and was supposed to have her limbs amputated, but in order to save her life, she underwent a "limb-saving" surgery.

After repeated infections, the blood vessels eventually became completely blocked and necrotic. She had undergone debridement seven times before, and this time, she was determined to eradicate the problem completely.

Huang Zhao's voice was icy: "Wash your hands, disinfect, lay down a towel! ~ Go on stage, knee disarticulation surgery."

The little girl was too young to understand anything about the world.

Huang Zhao wasn't afraid that she could understand the meaning behind his words.

Guo Ziyuan nodded, no longer dwelling on it.

Guo Ziyuan slowly washed his hands, slowly laid out a towel, and slowly looked at the little girl's lower limbs.

The lower right leg was white, chubby, and fleshy, like a tender lotus root, and the little feet were incredibly cute.

The skin on the left lower limb resembles a tumor, with twisted red gills, uneven surface, and numerous scars.

Black and red stripes, seepage interrupted...

If such a patient were encountered at Yilan Central Hospital, the first reaction would definitely be to transfer them to Wuhan immediately, to Tongji or Xiehe Hospital.

Guo Ziyuan couldn't come into contact with them in his previous life; if he saw them, he would just send them away, and he didn't know their final fate.

The little girl suddenly said, "Grandpa, I'm a little sleepy, I want to take a nap."

"Hmm, don't worry, it won't hurt." The anesthesiologist, a middle-aged man in his fifties, gently touched her forehead.

He knew the little girl was sensible, so he didn't block her view completely.

She couldn't read the text, let alone see the details of the surgery.

Guo Ziyuan slowly disinfected the patient and carefully laid out a towel. Then, after Professor Huang Zhao and an associate chief physician from the hospital came up to the table, they slowly made a circumferential incision directly above the knee joint!

Above the knees, the skin remains very soft.

When the scalpel cuts, it's like cutting tofu; the skin breaks and the fat bursts open.

Children have a thick layer of subcutaneous fat, which is yellowish and plump.

Guo Ziyuan's gaze was focused, and his operations were meticulous, though occasionally his hands would tremble slightly.

Amputation is not difficult.

Knee disarticulation surgery is not difficult, and Guo Ziyuan does not need excessive guidance from Professor Huang Zhao.

Guo Ziyuan personally rescued the little girl from lower limb necrosis and gangrene, and rewarded her with a beautiful "fish tail" after the amputation!

At the same time, she lifted her legs to show the little girl's parents.

"The surgery went smoothly... but the lower limbs were severely necrotic." Guo Ziyuan's voice was calm and serious.

The two people opposite me were about the same age as me.

The woman looked at the legs, covered her mouth, her eyes immediately reddened, and her body trembled slightly.

The man kept slapping his right cheek with his right hand, his right chin tilted to the side, slapping again and again.

The sound of "pat pat pat pat pat pat" echoed.

I don't know how many times I hit him, or how many times I hit him.

"This limb needs to be taken in and disposed of by the hospital!" Guo Ziyuan said.

The woman knew the man beside her was overwhelmed with remorse, so she took his hand and nodded, "Okay. Thank you, doctor."

Guo Ziyuan turned around and took several steps before hearing the man's words, filled with boundless hatred. He choked back tears and questioned himself, "Why did I stay up all night working overtime that day?"

Why should I go see her off?

"Why did I specifically choose to ride an electric scooter to take her?"

"Slap slap slap!" He raised his hand and started fanning himself again.

But this time, he only managed three hits before he guessed he was stopped.

Guo Ziyuan turned around and saw his wife hugging him.

A few words are enough to provide the answer and the picture.

Staying up late, working overtime, taking children to kindergarten...

Why work overtime?

Of course, it's to make money.