Is there no limit to this doctor's skills?

Chapter 128 I met someone who understands!

Chapter 128 I met someone who understands!

At 11:02 p.m., Nie Yunqi was finally "expelled" from the doctor's office.

Director Liu Hanjun, forcing a smile, explained apologetically, "Professor Zeng, Xiao Nie said that this line of thought was deduced by his junior colleague!"

"His junior colleague also happens to be in Yilan City. I've already asked Dr. Nie to call and contact him."

On the other end of the video call, Professor Zeng was furious, his face cold and his voice chilling: "So, all that we talked about before was just a joke you were playing on me?"

"What's your name? Liu Hanjun, right?"

"Liu Hanjun from the Central Hospital in Yichang City, Hubei Province, right?" Professor Zeng pointed out Liu Hanjun's identity as if he were a healthcare professional.

Upon hearing this, Liu Hanjun trembled slightly and exclaimed, "Professor Zeng, there's a misunderstanding here."

"The main problem is that Dr. Nie didn't explain it clearly—"

There must be some misunderstanding here.

Professor Zeng sneered, "You'll pick any peach you want, no matter how tall the tree is, without caring whether you can even climb it, right?"

"That's good."

Professor Zeng glanced at the bottom right corner of the computer screen: "You've wasted a full seventy-three minutes of my time."

"Very good, you're fucking awesome!"

"What right do you have to tell me this is all a misunderstanding?"

Even Dai Ruping from Tongji Hospital isn't qualified!

Liu Hanjun broke out in a cold sweat: "Professor Zeng."

Professor Zeng didn't hold back at all and smashed the mouse in his hand.

Professor Zeng's video call came to an end.

Gradually, the other people on the video call with Liu Hanjun also turned off their own channels.

Sweat streamed down Liu Hanjun's smiling face.

Beside Liu Hanjun, Associate Chief Physician Nie Feng stared blankly for a moment, then asked somewhat flusteredly, "Director Liu, what should we do now?"

Liu Hanjun wiped his forehead; his palms were soaked. "How would I know what to do?"

"Nie Yunqi is a complete waste; he didn't even bother to find out these details."

"Nie Yunqi!" Liu Hanjun roared, about to stand up and go outside to find Nie Yunqi.

Just as Liu Hanjun stood up, Chief Physician Chen Xinwen's nonchalant voice came: "Director Liu, Xiao Nie went to make a phone call. What did you want to see him about?"

"I need to talk to him." Liu Hanjun glanced at Chen Xinwen, not taking it to heart at all.

Chen Xinwen is a newly appointed chief physician, and his foundation is not yet solid, so his skills are just so-so.

Chen Xinwen: "Director Liu, please feel free to do as you please."

"However, Director Liu had better take it easy. Xiao Nie's teacher is Professor An Luming from the Provincial People's Hospital."

Liu Hanjun had already walked out when he heard the voice and turned back: "Are you threatening me?"

"I wouldn't dare, Director Liu, I'm just stating the facts." Chen Xinwen no longer needed to be trembling in front of Liu Hanjun.

The ward director may wield considerable power, but that power cannot be exercised over another chief physician.

No organization would allow two people of equal rank to be easily killed by another.

Just as Liu Hanjun left, Nie Yunqi finished his phone call.

He turned to Liu Hanjun and explained, "Director Liu, Junior Brother Guo said he'll have to come again tomorrow; he's resting now."

Liu Hanjun had calmed down by now and knew that Nie Yunqi wasn't to blame for not being observant enough: "Are you really sure you told Xiao Guo everything you were talking about?"

Nie Yunqi nodded, his face full of bitterness: "Director Liu, I've already told you everything, that's all Xiao Guo told me."

You're the one who tried to steal the peach and flaunt it, but you ended up picking a horse's testicle.

"Then you and this Xiao Guo aren't very close either. He's hiding a lot from you; he's setting a trap for you." After hesitating, Liu Hanjun decisively decided to side with Nie Yunqi.

However, just as Liu Hanjun was squeezing towards Nie Yunqi, Nie Yunqi vanished in a flash.

"Director Liu, this is only the second time I've met Junior Brother Guo."

"I think Junior Brother Guo is a pretty good person."

"I took the initiative to consult Chi Huanlin about his illness."

Upon hearing this, Liu Hanjun's expression flickered, and he paused, stunned. "What are you talking about?"

Is Nie Yunqi now turning against me, wanting to confront me head-on?

Actually, there is a solution to the current situation. As long as Nie Yunqi cooperates and says that Guo Ziyuan deliberately told half the story and left the other half, Liu Hanjun can still keep operating.

If Nie Yunqi doesn't cooperate, then it will be difficult for him to operate.

"Junior Brother Guo has already told me what he needed to say!" Nie Yunqi said without flinching.

Liu Hanjun pounded on the wall: "Then why didn't he come when you texted him before?"

"Why doesn't he explain himself clearly when he tells you all these things?"

"You should know how much you can benefit if you can stand up for yourself in this matter."

Nie Yunqi: "What about next time?"

"Should I consult Junior Brother Guo again if a similar situation arises next time?"

"Every time a similar situation arises, do I have to consult Junior Brother Guo?"

"My teacher never taught me that!"

"Director Liu, is there anything else? If not, I need to go see Director Chen."

Nie Yunqi is a tenured doctor at this hospital.

It is a formally established position.

To put it bluntly, as long as Nie Yunqi doesn't mess things up, even if I don't want to be a leader, I, Nie Yunqi, am your leader, Liu Hanjun.

For a moment, Liu Hanjun felt that he had failed as the director, but at that moment, he had no other choice.

There is a large tree between the internal medicine building and the surgical building of Yilan Central Hospital.

A gentle autumn breeze blows, the sun sets in the west, and withered leaves fall softly.

The sky was ablaze with crimson clouds, and the mountains were ablaze with fiery red shadows.

Chi Huanlin's feet were bandaged and in a cast. She sat in a wheelchair with the back of the wheelchair close to a large tree, facing due west.

At this moment, Chi Huanlin's writing flow was blocked again, so she put down her pen and paper.

Then, looking at the young man walking past the big tree with some curiosity, she asked, "Brother, why do you only walk this road every other day?"

"Has your family member still not been discharged from the hospital?"

Chi Huanlin was deeply impressed by the young man in front of him because he had been passing by this place every other day for almost a month.

One or two times is just a coincidence!

It might be a coincidence if it only lasted a week or two, but it happened for almost a month, and this person was also quite handsome, so Chi Huanlin found it strange.

Guo Ziyuan pointed to himself with his left hand and stopped in his tracks: "Are you talking to me?"

Chi Huanlin carefully checked the time, then nodded with a smile: "Yes, you always pass by here at 6:20 in the afternoon."

"Is your workplace nearby? You're always so punctual."

Guo Ziyuan said, "I'm currently working in the emergency department. I get off work around six o'clock every day."

Previously, Guo Ziyuan would be in the control room every other day.

He didn't pass by here when he was collecting data in the outpatient clinic and in Anyue.

Sometimes, Guo Ziyuan wasn't sure whether he often walked this path to see this tree, continuing from his previous life, or to see the living Chi Huanlin.

Guo Ziyuan then looked at Chi Huanlin.

She hasn't been injured for long; she only has osteomyelitis and hasn't suffered from sepsis yet. Her looks are at their peak, just like Chi Huanlin that Guo Ziyuan saw in photos in his previous life.

According to what her brother said when he brought her belongings to Guo Ziyuan after Chi Huanlin's death in her previous life, Chi Huanlin died 16 years ago, after Guo Ziyuan came to work at Yilan Central Hospital and became Chi Huanlin's attending physician.

Perhaps Chi Huanlin couldn't find other handsome men, so he developed negative feelings for Guo Ziyuan.

At that time, Chi Huanlin was already terminally ill and completely incurable; he was simply waiting to die in Yilan City.

This relationship, naturally, couldn't be sorted out.

At that time, Chi Huanlin was still cheerful, but he actually spoke very little.

Her appearance was nothing to write home about; the word "frightening" wouldn't be an exaggeration.

With his life hanging by a thread and his face emaciated, Chi Huanlin was of course incapable of expressing anything. This was a case of Guo Ziyuan's belated realization of "negative transference"!

If Chi Huanlin's brother hadn't contacted Guo Ziyuan later, Guo Ziyuan would have had no idea about this matter.

Now, Chi Huanlin has her hair tied in a ponytail, and her eyes are bright and piercing, like a talking pearl.

Guo Ziyuan was at least thirty meters away from her, so he couldn't see the specific details, but he could still feel Chi Huanlin's leisurely yet worldly and elegant temperament.

Chi Huanlin, holding his notebook and tidying up his pens, said, "Oh, you're a doctor, that explains it."

"I'm sorry, I misspoke."

Chi Huanlin had just thought that someone in Guo Ziyuan's family was sick, and he was visiting a relative.

Guo Ziyuan waved his hand gently: "It's alright—are you here to help?"

"No need, no need," Chi Huanlin waved his hand. "My family lives nearby."

Chi Huanlin pointed to the caregiver who was not far from him.

"Since you don't need it, I'll be going now. I wish you a speedy recovery." Guo Ziyuan walked directly towards the surgical building.

He had just gotten off work not long ago.

He wasn't there to see the tree today; he was going to the trauma surgery department of the surgical building to find his senior brother, Nie Yunqi.

Chi Huanlin's illness couldn't be treated with a treatment plan in a short time, and he certainly couldn't delay his "leveling up in the countryside" 6.

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"Goodbye." Chi Huanlin waved goodbye to Guo Ziyuan while holding his pen.

Chi Huanlin still had no inspiration, so he simply put down his notebook.

"Aunt Gong, could you push me around a bit?" Chi Huanlin said to his caregiver.

"Okay, Koike, where do you want to go today?"

Chi Huanlin pointed and said, "I'll just go take a stroll around the back entrance of the hospital—"

At 7:20 p.m., after taking a walk, Chi Huanlin was pushed back to the trauma surgery ward by his caregiver, Aunt Gong.

Upon seeing Chi Huanlin enter from the department door, the on-duty nurse quickly called out, "Director Chen, the patient in bed 37 is back."

Bed 37 is one of the few single rooms in the department.

Chi Huanlin recognized the nurse on duty: "Sister Qi, why did you call me back?"

"Xiao Chi, Director Chen has invited a highly skilled doctor today."

"It's the friend Dr. Nie mentioned, Dr. Guo."

"Tall and handsome," said the person called Sister Qi.

Chi Huanlin didn't take it to heart: "Thank you for your hard work, Director Chen."

So many professors have seen her and none of them could cure her. The expert who came now is a handsome young man, probably not very old, and not bald. How skilled can he be?

Chi Huanlin nowadays has no interest in appreciating handsome men.

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Chi Huanlin returned to his ward, went to the toilet, washed his hands, and tidied his hair in front of the mirror before letting Aunt Gong let the doctor in.

Chi Huanlin's eyelids flickered slightly when he saw the newcomer.

She recognized the person as the "young doctor" she had mistaken that afternoon, but Chi Huanlin was very curious.

Why did he come to the trauma surgery department?

Even if this doctor is an intern in the department, you should still have some impression of him.

As Nie Yunqi pushed open the door, he said, "Xiao Guo, the patient is here, bed 37, Chi Huanlin."

"It's also the original owner of the data that Professor Zeng and Professor Min just discussed with you."

After introducing Guo Ziyuan, Nie Yunqi turned to Chi Huanlin and continued to explain, "Xiao Chi, this is Dr. Guo Ziyuan, the friend I mentioned."

"Before he came here, he had a long talk with Professor Zeng Quan'an and Professor Min Chong for a full hour."

"Professor Min and Professor Zeng asked him to come and see you. You can call Professor Min and ask him."

Nie Yunqi was familiar with Chi Huanlin's family.

The father's surname is Chi, which makes sense.

Chi Huanlin's mother's surname was Min, and this Professor Min Chong is said to be one of Chi Huanlin's older brothers.

Regardless of whether he was Chi Huanlin's cousin or his own brother, he was not someone Nie Yunqi could get close to.

Last night, it wasn't Professor Min Chong who lashed out at Director Liu Hanjun.

But today, Liu Hanjun seemed listless and dejected.

"Dr. Nie, I don't need to ask. Thank you for your hard work."

Chi Huanlin shook his head, thanked him politely, and quickly sat back on the hospital bed. Although his eyes were filled with endless doubts, he knew that Nie Yunqi would not dare to lie to him about such a thing.

If his uncle hadn't confirmed this, Nie Yunqi wouldn't have dared to call someone to treat him.

It might have been possible before, but after five unsuccessful surgeries, it's no longer possible.

Guo Ziyuan then followed Director Chen Xinwen and Nie Yunqi into the ward. At this moment, he was wearing an ill-fitting white coat, a mask, and took out examination gloves. He had a calm demeanor, practiced steps, and looked very imposing.

Nie Yunqi stepped forward and rolled up Chi Huanlin's trouser leg, while simultaneously unwrapping Chi Huanlin's bandages and cast, exposing the surgical incision.

Chi Huanlin's surgical wound is healing quite well, but there is still redness and swelling under the skin, and the skin tension is a bit high.

"Dr. Guo, look—this is the situation."

Guo Ziyuan stretched out his fingers and began to carefully examine the patient.

Chi Huanlin's osteomyelitis from her previous surgery has spread to the surrounding soft tissues again, causing severe inflammation and swelling. The soft tissues feel hard to the touch and lack the soft, supple feel of normal skin.

Pressing it like this will cause a little pain.

However, Chi Huanlin was already used to this kind of pain, and withdrew his hand after Guo Ziyuan pressed carefully for two or three minutes.

Chi Huanlin looked up and asked frankly, "Doctor, isn't this situation quite complicated?"

Guo Ziyuan thought for a moment and said, "It is quite complicated, otherwise it wouldn't have taken so long to get better."

"During our discussion just now, Professor Zeng brought up another possibility. He asked me to come and do a physical examination, which, at present, can be ruled out —"

Guo Ziyuan did not speak professionally to Chi Huanlin.

"Thank you for your cooperation, I'm done with the check."

Director Chen Xinwen said, "Xiao Nie, please reapply the cast. Dr. Guo and I will go back and report to the two professors."

"Okay, Director Chen." Nie Yunqi was willing to be a tool.