Is there no limit to this doctor's skills?

Chapter 24 Extremes!

The bright lights in the skills operation room corridor cast a round shadow of Xue Zhongyuan, and his heart felt a sense of family reunion.

"Teacher Guo? Guo Ziyuan?"

The department has three groups, each led by a professor: An Luming, Chen Zhiyuan, and Ma Chuanfeng.

Xue Zhongyuan is Professor Chen Zhiyuan's doctoral student, and he is a second-year doctoral student in the huge clinical group.

Guo Ziyuan is a master's student in Professor Ma Chuanfeng's group, just there to make up the numbers.

The two didn't have much interaction.

Because they didn't have much interaction, Guo Ziyuan's actions had him completely bewildered.

Associate Professor Guo Congyu was much freer than Xue Zhongyuan. He had learned about Guo Ziyuan when he chatted with Ding Xianqi and knew that Guo Ziyuan's research qualifications were very poor and he had no papers to show for it.

"What? Does it seem unbelievable?"

Xue Zhongyuan nodded and honestly replied, "It is indeed incredible!"

"Was Tu Hai's wound cleaning skill this good when he graduated?"

Tu Hai is Professor Chen Zhiyuan's doctoral student and Xue Zhongyuan's senior. He graduated this year.

Guo Congyu, however, remained clear-headed: "You're all busy with your own graduate and doctoral studies, too busy to even know what other people are doing."

"It's understandable, actually. This Guo Ziyuan is Ding Xianqi's student. His research qualifications are average. I heard he doesn't even have any SCI papers."

"It's impossible for someone like him to take the doctoral entrance exam or apply for a professional assessment."

"So, only one extreme path remains."

"Special Operation Test"

"He must have completely given up on scientific research and stopped doing it altogether!"

"They put all their effort into the operation. You put in 100 hours, he put in 300 hours. So it's understandable that they have a very good foundation."

"This is called burning your boats, fighting with your back to the wall, and having no thought of retreat."

Although Guo Congyu offered an explanation, Xue Zhongyuan still found it hard to believe: "Teacher Guo, even though there's no way out, isn't this a bit outrageous?"

"I studied for four years, my senior brother Dou Lin studied for five years, and teacher Wang Lin studied for seven years."

"Guo Ziyuan has only studied for two years, how could he have achieved this level?"

Carving tofu into irregular three-dimensional structures is a skill that our hospital's specialists have only recently mastered.

This is the treatment offered by the Provincial People's Hospital, not by a prefecture-level city hospital, much less a county hospital!

Is it really that easy to improve debridement skills?

Then what are we?

Wang Lin is the attending physician at this hospital.

Upon hearing this, Guo Congyu's gaze gradually softened: "This is just an exaggeration, not outrageous."

"Brother Long, a specialist in sports medicine, has already achieved a level of skill comparable to an associate senior physician at Xiao Guo's age—that's truly outrageous!"

"I've been there."

Guo Congyu is older than Ding Xianqi and also older than Long Haitao from the sports medicine department. He has witnessed such scenes firsthand.

"But that's Professor Long!" Professor Long Haitao is a legendary figure in orthopedics.

The story is legendary, and it is legendary in itself. Professor Long Haitao, who is only thirty-seven years old, has already entered the core circle of sports medicine in the whole province. He sits down with senior professors of sports medicine from other hospitals in the province to discuss and talk with learned scholars.

Medicine is a profession that requires long-term commitment, and the top practitioners are usually from the older generation.

"Don't overthink it. Professor Long is Professor Long, of course. Guo Ziyuan is still far from what Professor Long did back then!"

"However, since Professor Long exists, then another Professor Long can also exist, someone who is slightly less qualified than Professor Long but much better than you, someone at the middle level."

"Couldn't it also exist?"

"Do you really need to overreact like this?"

Guo Congyu really wanted to say that when he took the doctoral entrance exam, his professional skills were at the same level as Guo Ziyuan's, but he was also a loser in the special exam and was finally accepted by the professor because of his SCI papers.

Why are you so surprised?

Upon hearing this, Xue Zhongyuan frowned deeply and dared not say anything more, but his expression kept changing.

No, it's normal for a junior master's student to have messed up both me and my senior Dou Lin.

We were, after all, considered geniuses by others; while pursuing our doctorates, we also outshone a group of others who were considered geniuses.

However, are geniuses like us so insignificant in the eyes of some people?

Are geniuses really that narrow-minded?

Guo Congyu saw through Xue Zhongyuan's thoughts and reassured him, "Guo Ziyuan is quite a smart person!"

"Knowing that you can't do research, and that you can put it down after graduation, is the right choice."

"If you master the basics, it will be easier to find a job in the future. You can learn surgery first and gain an advantage."

"Although the methods were a bit extreme, it was a purely self-serving choice."

"Not surprising."

"Hmm..." Xue Zhongyuan's expression softened upon hearing this.

……

Guo Ziyuan was not present for today's lecture.

But it was Wang Hai who started daydreaming during class.

Wang Hai was somewhat restless and often lost in thought.

Ever since Professor Guo Congyu used Guo Ziyuan as an example before class, Wang Hai's mind has been wandering.

So that's what Guo Ziyuan was thinking.

It turns out that Guo Ziyuan was forced into this situation because he lacked research papers and had no choice but to fight a desperate battle.

It turns out that Guo Ziyuan had been struggling with whether he should call him Professor Wang when they saw each other again in the future, and whether he should be "more polite" in front of him...

"That road is really difficult to navigate."

"Do you know that?"

"But it seems like you have no other choice but to try..." Wang Hai wanted to help Guo Ziyuan, but he himself was in dire straits and couldn't even save himself, so he couldn't muster much enthusiasm for it.

Guo Congyu was not Wang Hai's teacher, so even though he saw Wang Hai daydreaming, he didn't call Wang Hai out alone and just pretended not to see it.

After explaining the theory and demonstrating the operation, he let everyone practice freely, while he walked around and selected people to give guidance as appropriate.

In Guo Congyu's eyes, the lives these people experienced were the path he had taken, the path he had also traversed back then.

The melancholy and struggles these people experienced were also those that his classmates went through back then.

……

Guo Ziyuan found Ding Xianqi in the changing room of the operating room.

Today is surgery day for the group. There are no surgeries scheduled for the beds under Guo Ziyuan's supervision, but there are elective surgeries scheduled for the group.

It's already 8:20 pm, but there's still another surgery coming up.

Ding Xianqi had just eaten his "dinner," well past dinner time, and while picking his teeth with a toothpick, he asked, "You're giving me tofu as a birthday present?"

What were you thinking?

Saying this in the practice room was just an excuse Guo Ziyuan made up on the spot: "Master, you don't like it?"

"Then I'll choose another one."

"Pu!" Ding Xianqi spat out the food stains with a tissue, carefully wrapped them up, and threw them into the trash can along with the toothpicks.

"Didn't I tell you to prepare your essay properly?"

"Your basic skills are already top-notch among your peers, and you can get full marks in the operation bonus."

Why choose this more difficult path?

Ding Xianqi felt he had made himself perfectly clear: "You just prepare another paper, and I'll take care of the rest!"

I am your teacher, we are a small research group, I am your boss, and the authors of our group's papers are ranked according to their contributions. Even the King of Heaven wouldn't dare to say anything against us.

Upon hearing this, Guo Ziyuan cautiously replied, "Master, these two paths don't interfere with each other..."

"I feel like I've entered a state... It's hard to explain, but I can intuitively feel that I'm becoming more and more adept at learning how to operate."

"It would be a shame not to take advantage of this period to hone your basic skills."

Guo Ziyuan borrowed Ding Xianqi's epiphany about "body sensation" when he was forty-four years old.

In his previous life, Ding Xianqi fell to rock bottom at the age of thirty-seven and remained silent for seven years. At the age of forty-four, he had an epiphany and achieved mastery of the basic skills!

He immediately took off, rising to the rank of professor, chief physician, and doctoral supervisor, dominating the trauma surgery field in Hubei Province on behalf of Hubei Provincial People's Hospital.

This actually happened.

Basic skills are the fundamental key to success for surgeons.

Ding Xianqi: "You actually had this kind of opportunity?"

"Okay, it's good to be prepared for both possibilities."

"You should also think of a way to collaborate with Dr. An Yue on the paper. It's not about freeloading; it's about ranking the authors based on their contributions..." Ding Xianqi said, worried that Guo Ziyuan might feel embarrassed.

Psychological support was provided.

Ding Xianqi had no idea how shameless Guo Ziyuan was. Guo Ziyuan smiled broadly: "Master, my purpose is to learn more skills, to master them, and to provide better technical services to patients..."