Is there no limit to this doctor's skills?

Chapter 20 Special Examination Standards!

When Guo Ziyuan returned to the consultation room, Ding Xianqi had already finished seeing a follow-up patient and was telling him, "You should go to your local hospital for your condition. We don't have any beds available here."

The patient's family member panicked: "Professor Ding, we live nearby..."

Ding Xianqi said, "Then you should go to the community hospital for a checkup; the treatment is simple."

After entering the room, Guo Ziyuan glanced at the medical record book briefly. Seeing that it was just a soft tissue infection, he said:

"For your situation, you can go to the community hospital. The reimbursement rate is high, the medical expenses are cheap, and most importantly, you can get treatment immediately without having to wait in line."

"The patients waiting in line at our department are those who can't get treatment elsewhere and have no choice but to wait!"

The patient sighed, "Sigh, we live nearby, but the community hospital is farther away than here."

Guo Ziyuan added, "After being hospitalized, you don't need to travel back and forth; it's all the same."

"The distance from your home to our hospital entrance to our trauma surgery department might be longer than the distance from your home to the community hospital. We need to check the exact distance."

The Provincial People's Hospital is very large, and the way to find it is winding and complicated, so Guo Ziyuan was right.

After Guo Ziyuan saw the patient and their family out, Ding Xianqi asked curiously, "What did you say to that joint patient earlier?"

Guo Ziyuan was about to call the next patient when he heard Ding Xianqi's voice, so he closed the door and turned back with a smile:

I asked him how many children he had, and he said he had two sons.

"I just told him directly that he could go to the joint surgery department and ask a professor if he could have surgery to start working and earning money."

The couple readily agreed.

"I told him that if I took him to the joint surgery department, we could skip the queue and see a doctor today. He almost gave me a red envelope."

Ding Xianqi nodded, and Guo Ziyuan didn't mention a word about his lack of detail in the "diagnosis": "Call the next patient."

"it is good."

"Next, Zhu Huihui..." Guo Ziyuan called out to the outside.

Ding Xianqi muttered to himself, "His ability to watch films is so good, his theoretical knowledge is so good, and his sociological knowledge is so good too?"

Why is that?

"Which orifice could be opened like this?"

……

Guo Ziyuan, who had spent the afternoon following his teacher's outpatient clinic, was certain of one thing: he simply couldn't see that his master Ding Xianqi's "diagnosis" was not detailed enough.

so?

How did that "medical malpractice" incident involving the teacher happen next year?

The incident will happen next October, by which time Guo Ziyuan will have graduated and gone to Yicheng Central Hospital.

Guo Ziyuan knew nothing about the specific details.

What I heard later were just rumors.

Even when Guo Ziyuan later asked Ding Xianqi about that matter, Ding Xianqi remained silent.

Guo Ziyuan only knows two points.

First, the patient's identity was very special, but Ding Xianqi was unaware of it at the time.

Secondly, the patient subsequently underwent amputation...

I don't know the patient's name, hospital number, or appearance.

To avoid this, one must improve their skills and continue pursuing a doctorate while staying with a professor; only then will there be a sliver of a chance.

This reminder is useless.

……

Guo Ziyuan, carrying a white coat, walked alongside Ding Xianqi on his left: "Master, could you tell me about the specific standards for our department's special examination?"

Ding Xianqi is only 1.72 meters tall, while Guo Ziyuan is 1.84 meters tall, so he has to look up slightly to see Guo Ziyuan's eyes: "What I told you yesterday, aren't you scared?"

Guo Ziyuan replied earnestly, "Master, will being afraid help? I want to learn skills from the teachers, I want to become a good doctor, and I don't want to live a muddled life, so I must overcome my fear and anxiety."

This is Guo Ziyuan's truest thought: not to find a job, but to learn more.

Pursuing a doctorate is the most cost-effective way!

"Then let me tell you about the specific standards for debridement."

"Wound debridement is one of the most important and core fundamental skills in our trauma surgery..."

Debridement is a basic skill that undergraduates must learn, and it is also one of the few basic skills that undergraduates can learn.

Debridement is easy to learn but difficult to master; it requires painstaking effort.

From the very beginning of undergraduate studies, students need to learn basic debridement principles. Then, in a functional laboratory, they need to simulate the removal of foreign objects and the excision of necrotic tissue. Only then can they be considered to have mastered the principles of debridement.

"Refined skills require the assistance of many tools to practice and improve."

"First-year master's student, you need to wrap granular sand in rubbery meat paste and completely remove the sand and gravel."

"In my second year of master's studies, I need to use tofu to simulate the removal of necrotic tissue and complete local debridement. You need to clean the irregular holes on the surface and deep layers of the tofu yourself to make them neat so that they can be sutured."

"In my third year of master's studies, I simulated necrotic tissue with tofu and needed to strictly remove ten pieces of tofu, each about 5mm thick."

"In the first year of doctoral studies, students need to practice their knife skills, carving tofu into oval and spherical shapes."

"In my second year of doctoral studies, I need to carve a single character on the surface of tofu."

"This is your current level," Ding Xianqi emphasized.

Guo Ziyuan nodded slowly: "Probably, more or less."

Ding Xianqi continued, "At your age, you've achieved a lot, which is excellent, but not the work of a true genius."

"Not enough! Far from enough!"

"When I graduate with my doctorate, I will need to carve several characters on the surface of tofu."

"Our hospital's newly appointed attending trauma surgeon needs to carve tofu into an irregular three-dimensional structure."

"Our hospital's senior trauma surgeon needs to carve tofu into three-dimensional characters."

"Our hospital is promoting a doctor to the position of attending physician, who will need to sculpt tofu into familiar tendons and muscles..."

"If you can carve pork into a familiar tendon, that's about it!"

"You're still a very, very long way from that level," Ding Xianqi emphasized.

Guo Ziyuan nodded upon hearing this, his heart filled with shock but his eyes clear.

He had reached this level in his previous life, but that was when he was thirty-four years old.

Guo Ziyuan is only 25 years old now, a second-year master's student, a full nine years younger than him!

What is a genius? A genius is someone whose learning in one year is equivalent to what you learn in one and a half, two, or three years...

Ding Xianqi continued, "We also need to reach a similar level in another core basic skill of trauma surgery: hemostasis."

"The other basic skills also need to be at a very high level."

"Only in this way can you, through pure skill and technique, get the department and the hospital to open a special door for you!"

"Do you still dare to think about it?" Ding Xianqi asked Guo Ziyuan.

This world is very tolerant of geniuses, so tolerant that it can consider every aspect of your life with meticulous care.

And if you are not a genius, the harshness of this world is also very subtle.

Guo Ziyuan clicked his tongue but nodded: "I dare!"

"Thinking about it won't break the law."

Ding Xianqi backed down first: "Forget it, your master doesn't think I'm lucky enough to have a student like this."

"Just keep going on the path you're meant to take."

"Didn't Liu Chuntao say that a kind lady in the internal medicine department gave you a resource?"

Ding Xianqi also cares about Guo Ziyuan and has a keen understanding of what's happening to him.

Guo Ziyuan glanced at Ding Xianqi: "Master, even one more SCI article wouldn't be good, would it?"

Ding Xianqi's tone was ethereal and indifferent: "Your master's eyesight isn't failing, he's not old, and he's not dead!"

After saying that, Ding Xianqi quickened his pace and walked forward.

All that was left for Guo Ziyuan was a profound silhouette.