MC Bookstore Chapter 136 Killing him to entertain you?!
Chapter 136 Killing him to entertain you?!
Chapter 136 Killing him to entertain you?!
In the control room, Huang Zhao glanced at Liu Lingli thoughtfully.
He slowly suppressed the turmoil in his heart, and his old face returned to its usual calm and composed state.
"I'm fine." Huang Zhao could not possibly share what he had seen, heard, and known with Liu Lingli.
He had been pondering something for a long time.
Master, someone is about to be born in our sect!
I am grateful for God's blessing, and I will certainly not let him go astray.
Huang Zhao has already started thinking about how to manage Guo Ziyuan's affairs.
In Huang Zhao's view, no treatment plan for diabetic foot is as valuable as the basic debridement skills that Guo Ziyuan is demonstrating.
For surgeons, the most important thing is their surgical skills.
This is the kind of skill you actually possess, not some vague and abstract concept like scientific research or drug development.
Twenty minutes later, Guo Ziyuan finished the cleaning and suturing procedure in an orderly manner and said, "Sister, it's done."
"You can go directly to the observation ward to complete the observation and hospitalization procedures in a moment."
"They will give you follow-up medical advice and explain the precautions for your rehabilitation."
"Liu Lingli, could you help look after her?"
Liu Lingli knew, of course, that Guo Ziyuan definitely had something to say to his advisor.
"Okay, Dr. Guo."
"Auntie, this way." Liu Lingli helped the middle-aged woman to her feet.
"Dr. Guo, do I need to be hospitalized?" the woman asked.
Guo Ziyuan nodded, following local customs: "It would be safer to stay in the hospital for a few days for observation."
Yilan Central Hospital has sufficient bed resources, and this has always been the treatment plan, so Guo Ziyuan couldn't be reckless and take unnecessary risks.
At the Provincial People's Hospital, there are no beds available, so there's nothing we can do but be hopeful!
Staying in the hospital for observation for a few days is the safest option.
Liu Lingli then left the control room with the middle-aged woman.
Huang Zhao then regained consciousness, his tongue even seemed to have a tumor: "Xiao Guo—Ziyuan, when did this happen?"
Why didn't you say so sooner?
"Master, there's no rush to talk about it right now," Guo Ziyuan said while tidying up the workbench.
He turned around, his gaze calm and his eyes clear: "It's not time for it to be of great use yet; keeping it in hand for now won't hurt it."
"Master, working on research projects with Dr. An Yue is something I have to follow along with; clinical practice is my true calling."
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"A solid foundation is essential for stability, but sometimes, doing things to impress others is a shortcut to gaining authority, so I have to do it too."
For surgeons, skill is fundamental; that's absolutely true.
But every field has its own rules.
Currently, the operating rule in the medical industry is that scientific research comes first; if you do well in your papers and research, you will be promoted quickly.
Therefore, you must have scientific research experience before you can obtain a higher professional title and gain the freedom to practice clinically as soon as possible, without being restricted in every way.
Guo Ziyuan is just a nobody. If he can't change the overall environment, he can only follow the existing rules and try his best to become a beneficiary of the rules.
In that instant, Huang Zhao had many thoughts.
Finally, it boiled down to a lighthearted remark: "Do you want to come back with me? What are you doing here? I've made a mess of things for you at the Provincial People's Hospital."
It's impossible for the Provincial People's Hospital to have a simple operating room, or to set aside an operating room specifically for patients with simple trauma.
This is because resources are limited.
But if Huang Zhao contributes, this operating room can be prepared, and the hospital can free it up.
I'm studying just for Guo Ziyuan!
These are the resources that the strong can enjoy.
Guo Ziyuan said, "Master, please don't. I've already been quite unconventional; there's no need to attract attention everywhere I go."
"Secondly, there are many small hospitals in Wuhan, and we should also give them room to survive."
"Thirdly, patients who come to prefecture-level city hospitals do not have such high requirements for diagnosis and treatment, so even if there are disputes, they are easier to manage."
"Since things are already like this, we should just keep things as they are."
"Resume, huh?" Guo Ziyuan's voice was soft, clear, and his thoughts were lucid.
Every word he uttered was just right to extinguish the burning embers in Huang Zhao's heart.
The fire was just about to be extinguished.
"Finally, there are many more brothers at the Provincial People's Hospital who need learning opportunities more than I do. We don't need to tie ourselves to the fire and gamble that no one will try to morally blackmail me," Guo Ziyuan concluded.
I put the wound cleaning kit into the sterilization box.
The yellow garbage bags were also packed into the bin at the same time.
Guo Ziyuan walked to the sink and began to wash his hands.
Huang Zhao really wanted to say that other people's jealousy is their own business, whether they learn from him or not is none of your concern.
But public opinion is a fearsome thing!
Guo Ziyuan's skills are already so excellent. If he continues to occupy the control room's resources, people might complain.
It's better to offer help in times of need than to add flowers to brocade.
This will also increase the burden on other superiors in the department.
Twelve thirty-five.
Guo Ziyuan handed the lunchbox that was supposed to be Liu Lingli to Huang Zhao, and then sent a private message to Liu Lingli. Liu Lingli understood Guo Ziyuan's arrangement and went out to eat by herself.
After opening the lunchbox, Huang Zhao's mind was not on eating at all: "Is that little girl who's with you named Liu Lingli?"
"She's not like an ordinary little girl."
Huang Zhao discovered that the girl had run away after he arrived, without causing any disturbance. This was not the kind of child that an ordinary family could raise.
"Master, I didn't tell Liu Lingli about your identity," Guo Ziyuan explained to Huang Zhao in a light tone.
Huang Zhao narrowed his eyes immediately: "So, you're saying she found out all my information herself?"
"It should be." Guo Ziyuan nodded.
"Yicheng Central Hospital also has many senior alumni who graduated with master's degrees from Hubei Provincial People's Hospital."
"Finding out about me isn't difficult, but finding out about you, Master, will require some effort."
After Guo Ziyuan finished speaking, he took the initiative to report: "By the way, Master, I recently encountered a very interesting case."
"I plan to perform surgery in the operating room. I will send a message to my mentor, and I hope you can help me ask the hospital's medical affairs department to grant me surgical authorization."
"What case are you interested in?" Huang Zhao readily agreed.
Guo Ziyuan's demands are really not many, and Huang Zhao is happy that Guo Ziyuan can ask for more.
Otherwise, he would find it unreal that such a grand-disciple had appeared out of nowhere.
Although Guo Ziyuan is already quite authentic in many ways.
"Osteomyelitis," Guo Ziyuan said.
Huang Zhao rolled his eyes, instantly losing interest: "How interesting can osteomyelitis be?"
"Master, what if this is incurable osteomyelitis?" Guo Ziyuan asked, looking up.
"There is no incurable osteomyelitis, only doctors who dare to be bold enough."
"If osteomyelitis is still incurable, believe it or not, I'll just amputate one of your arms. How will you deal with that?" Huang Zhao asked.
Guo Ziyuan did not experience the early years that Huang Zhao lived through; the doctor-patient relationship in the 1960s and 70s was truly good.
As long as you get your illness treated, that's fine.
"Master, if you understand it this way, then it's not that difficult."
Guo Ziyuan said, "I want to treat it through minimally invasive, localized drug delivery."
"The local microcirculation in this case is very unusual, similar to the condition of diabetic foot."
"The illness has been prolonged and has lasted for nearly four months."
"Professors from Tongji Hospital have come down to consult and perform the surgery several times, but the results are still unsatisfactory."
"The diagnosis is quite unusual."
Huang Zhao nodded: "If it's interesting, then do it. Anyway, with your current basic skills, no one would dare to say a word against you if you participated in any of the surgeries."
"Right now, all you need to do is learn surgery. Once you've mastered the techniques, you'll be able to directly challenge Xiao Dong and his team at Tongji Hospital."
In Hubei Province, the Department of Trauma Surgery at Tongji Hospital is the leading institution for trauma surgery.
Dong Hongmin, a trauma surgeon at Tongji Hospital, is a leading figure in trauma surgery in Hubei Province and enjoys high renown nationwide.
The reason why the Department of Trauma Surgery at the Provincial People's Hospital regards those who have passed the special examination for doctoral degree as talents is to cultivate these highly skilled professionals into academic leaders.
The province's leading academic in the field.
"Master, no rush, take your time." Guo Ziyuan hadn't thought that far ahead yet.
Guo Ziyuan's lifelong dream is to learn more skills, live a good life, earn some money, buy some stocks that everyone knows about, and then experience real life.
As for the rest, it's good to have them if you can.
If they are not meant to be, Guo Ziyuan will not feel regret.
After dinner, Ding Xianqi called.
"Master, the master is with me." Guo Ziyuan was chatting with Huang Zhao, but the conversation was interrupted when the phone call was connected.
Huang Zhao turned on the speakerphone, and Ding Xianqi asked, "Xiao Guo, what's wrong with you?"
"Why does Dr. An Yue seem a little afraid of you?"
"This is not how we surgeons usually behave; we should act like gentlemen."
Guo Ziyuan replied frankly, "Master, what other complaints did Dr. An make about you?"
Ding Xianqi reassured her, "Don't worry, don't be nervous."
"Guo Ziyuan, you think you're all grown up now and start threatening people, huh?"
"I'm laying it all out on you today—speak your mind frankly."
"No!~" An Yue's single word was squeezed out.
Guo Ziyuan glanced at Huang Zhao and felt that the two of them were cut from the same mold.
Why do we all have such similar ideas?
An Yue got nervous. Was it me who bullied her?
Guo Ziyuan said, "Master, it's really nothing—it's just that when I first met Dr. An Yue, she told me about our relationship."
"No dates, no hookups, no talking."
"My methods are too old; she's seen them all before and has already used them."
"It's like I'm playing hard to get. I've lost count of how many times she's encountered this."
When Guo Ziyuan got to this point, he noticed that Huang Zhao looked a little annoyed, so he smiled and said, "Well, I've always been doing things within the bounds."
"There's no need to be nervous or not."
Ding Xianqi must have noticed An Yue's reaction, because his tone returned to normal.
It even sounded a bit cold: "Why are you, a grown man, fussing over such details?"
"It's all in the past, why are you still holding onto it?"
Guo Ziyuan: "No, not at all—"
"Master."
"I just don't understand why Dr. An is so nervous. I haven't done anything wrong, have I?"
An Yue finally couldn't hold back any longer and spoke up: "Dr. Guo, I'm sorry, I apologize to you."
"I was too narrow-minded back then, so I viewed things through a prejudiced lens."
"When we first met, I assumed the worst about him, and that was my mistake."
Guo Ziyuan said, "Actually, it's quite good. It's a good thing to be a little cautious when you're out in the world."
"Master, please don't scold me anymore, it's just a small matter."
"Nothing else."
Ding Xianqi immediately turned around and asked, "Guo Ziyuan, what are you doing right now?"
"So you're not planning to get involved in this mess, are you?"
"Are you the master or am I the master?"
"Is this how you run a business without any responsibility?"
"Nobody's showing up?"
Before Guo Ziyuan could reply, Huang Zhao grabbed the phone and said, "Ding Xianqi, what are you babbling about?"
"If you don't do it, plenty of others will!"
"You're my master? Then I'll listen to you?"
Ding Xianqi immediately fell silent: "Master—I asked Xiao Guo to come over and discuss the problem together."
Huang Zhao continued, "Discussion, discussion, discussion... all you know is discussion. Don't you know Xiao Guo has a job?"
"What matters that absolutely must be discussed during work hours?"
"How big is your face, Ding Xianqi? Could your skin be torn off and used to cover a table?"
"No, Master? Not you?" Ding Xianqi immediately felt wronged.
You went to Guo Ziyuan's workplace, not to vent your anger, were you?
Why is the fire coming towards me?
"What do you mean, 'me'?"
"Xiao Guo has a regular job. You, as his mentor, shouldn't you be teaching him proper manners and instead telling him to skip work?"
"You've forgotten all the rules I taught you, haven't you?" Huang Zhao swiftly chose to kill Ding Xianqi to entertain Guo Ziyuan.
discuss?
Organizing data?
The topic isn't fully understood?
Goodness gracious! Compared to the core basic skills of trauma surgery that Guo Ziyuan is currently practicing, and his future leadership of the trauma surgery department of Hubei Provincial People's Hospital to the whole province, the whole country, and the world.
Endocrinology and trauma surgery combined with related diseases are nothing special.
Trauma surgeons should, of course, prioritize the techniques of trauma surgery.
"Alright, that's all for now. Spend some quality time with Professor Mo and the others."
"How can you be such a disrespectful teacher?"
"Xiao Guo, don't listen to him."
"Since we're on duty, we should do our job properly and focus on fulfilling our responsibilities," Huang Zhao said, effectively silencing Ding Xianqi.
Ding Xianqi has to take the blame for this.
Otherwise, would Huang Zhao still be giving Guo Ziyuan a good scolding?
That is impossible.
You can do without apprentices, but you must keep your grand-apprentices.
"Yes, Master." Ding Xianqi's last four words contained endless grievances, confusion, and doubt.
After the call was disconnected, Huang Zhao asked again, "Xiao Guo, did An Yue really say something like that to you?"
Guo Ziyuan said, "Yes, Master, she said that."
"However, I never gave her a pleasant look either, so it was a back-and-forth affair!"
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Huang Zhao asked, "So what is your opinion on Anyue?"
Guo Ziyuan almost uttered the words "tool person".
But you absolutely cannot say something like, "Just a partner?"
"Don't you have any other ideas?" Huang Zhao asked.
Guo Ziyuan didn't give a definite answer: "Master, let things take their course. Live your life well and take it slow!"
"We'll see how things unfold as they come; I don't want to prematurely make pronouncements and close off all possibilities."
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"Anything is possible in this world; what if we end up as enemies?"
Guo Ziyuan's current thought is to live his life well and let himself decide what to do next.
"Master, my current thought is that no matter what I do in the future, I want to have a serious and real relationship and be a genuine person."
"I have money to spend, food to eat, and I can rest when I don't want to work."
"If one can achieve great things at a young age on such a foundation."
"I can reluctantly accept it."
Huang Zhao opened his mouth in astonishment: "How can you be so shameless?"
Guo Ziyuan had already laid the groundwork: "Master, if you don't even dare to be bold in your dreams, then you'll truly be wearing the word 'humble' on your head."
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