Is there no limit to this doctor's skills?

Chapter 14 Shameless!

September 7th, Monday, the 9th day of the seventh lunar month, is the surgery day for Professor Ma Chuanfeng's team.

11:00 AM.

Guo Ziyuan was still unaccustomed to it for the third day and thirteen hours.

It's one thing for professional master's degree holders to be required to manage beds, change dressings, write prescriptions, and write medical records.

So you can't even be the 'main surgeon'?

In his previous life, Guo Ziyuan's professional title was only attending physician.

Since he became capable of leading a team and performing surgeries as an associate chief physician, he has never written medical records again.

I had to grit my teeth and endure the process of writing the medical records...

On the day of the surgery, when Guo Ziyuan entered the operating room, he found that there wasn't even a place to stand, let alone to hold the surgical instruments.

The operating room was filled with cold air. Guo Ziyuan leaned against the cold wall, his feet gripping the ground, his eyes fixed on the operating table.

Professor Ma led the team as the chief surgeon, with Associate Professor Ding Xianqi as the first assistant.

The attending physician was the second assistant, the chief resident Liu Chuntao was the third assistant, and my junior colleague Liu Guanghui was the attending physician for the surgical patients, supporting his legs in the fourth assistant position...

Several doctoral students in the group stood around the operating table, tiptoeing, carefully trying to find the best angle to observe the surgery...

My classmate Wang Hai was accidentally stepped on while searching for a viewing spot. He stared wide-eyed, covered his mouth, and dared not say a word.

He walked away, staggering.

As the second surgery was about to begin, Professor Ma Chuanfeng's voice suddenly rang out: "Who was it that just mentioned the scalpel?"

As Professor Ma Chuanfeng finished speaking, more than a dozen gazes shot in sequence toward Guo Ziyuan's location.

Two and a half hours ago, when the first surgical patient was started.

After Guo Ziyuan, the attending physician, completed all the preoperative preparations, including disinfection, draping, and applying the film, the operation was finished.

Guo Ziyuan, who had been performing surgeries for many years, habitually and instinctively shouted "Come on, scalpel!" towards the scrub nurse in the operating room!

Of course the knife came!

Moreover, it was Associate Professor Ding Xianqi who personally handed the handle of the round knife to Guo Ziyuan, his tone sarcastic: "The knife is here, Professor Guo. Please give me your guidance?"

Guo Ziyuan instinctively reached out to catch the round knife, and after feeling the temperature of the knife in his palm, his entire body stiffened for nearly five seconds.

Then he cleverly admitted defeat: "Master, the hilt is too cold. Let me warm it up for Professor Ma."

This isn't Yicheng Central Hospital. This surgery isn't a simple fracture, not even the multiple fractures that Guo Ziyuan considered quite difficult in his previous life; it's a large segmental bone defect—

It is a "terrifying" disease that Associate Chief Physician Guo Ziyuan both avoids and loves.

……

This happened before, and now it's just being brought up again.

That's how it is in the operating room. If the patient is in good condition, the diagnosis is clear, and the surgeon is in a good mood, they're either making fun of the patient or telling dirty jokes...

Facing nearly twenty pairs of eyes alone, Guo Ziyuan remained calm and composed as he stood up: "Teacher Ma, do you find my hand temperature more comfortable?"

"I'll go wash my hands and get on the operating table right now," Guo Ziyuan said, and slipped out of the operating room without blushing at all.

If I can get one more surgery, it's a huge win.

The classmates, junior students, and doctoral students all looked astonished!

How can Guo Ziyuan be so shameless?

However, unlike the students' expressions, the superiors on the operating table had appreciative glints in their eyes.

"Sit down!" Ding Xianqi snapped, then quickly said, "Teacher Ma, it's my fault for not teaching the students proper manners."

The father is to blame if his son is not properly taught!

Ma Chuanfeng, of course, was just trying to liven things up. He lowered his head and began the surgery, making wide, sweeping cuts in the patient's skin, instructing his assistant: "Smoke, stop the bleeding... nail hook..."

"Hey you, go wash your hands and come up on stage!" Ma Chuanfeng didn't even remember Guo Ziyuan's real name.

However, Guo Ziyuan's shamelessness and quick reflexes made him remember this young man.

Guo Ziyuan, true to his shamelessness, ended up on the operating table.

After Guo Ziyuan washed and disinfected his hands, his classmate Wang Hai helped him put on a sterile surgical gown and tie the collar!

Wang Hai's voice was deep: "My master, Professor Ma, has a rather funny personality. He likes to joke, but you must not take it seriously."

"You can think of him as a playful old man."

Wang Hai is a classmate and also a brother.

Guo Ziyuan, both in his past and present lives, is convinced of this.

Despite his excellent qualifications, Wang Hai failed the doctoral entrance exam this year and, like Guo Ziyuan, ended up working in a prefecture-level city hospital.

Unlike Guo Ziyuan in his previous life, he did not have a "master" who was in a slump to make his teaching sense of existence, to teach him by example and in every detail.

Wang Hai also wanted to learn, but he had no way to enroll.

Professor Ma Chuanfeng has too many students!

Before Wang Hai, there were more than twenty senior brothers; after him, there were still five or six junior brothers eagerly awaiting his arrival…

Five years after graduation, Wang Hai was not as successful as Guo Ziyuan.

Of course, Guo Ziyuan didn't fare much better than Wang Hai.

If they have time to get together, the two brothers often drink together, very often...

"I know..."

"Wang Hai said Professor Ma is a joker, Wang Hai said Professor Ma is a joker..." Guo Ziyuan's voice was soft.

Wang Hai was immediately terrified: "I hit your mother..."

"No!~"

"I'm going to die..."

Guo Ziyuan smiled faintly and remained silent.

……

After Guo Ziyuan went on stage, Ma Chuanfeng handed him the knife again, saying, "Hmm, I heard you like holding a knife, here comes another one."

"Do you want to come?"

Professor Ma Chuanfeng does indeed have a goofy side and loves to joke around.

From the hospital director to the intern nurses, he was indiscriminate in his treatment of both meat and vegetables.

But Guo Ziyuan knew that Ma Chuanfeng was, at heart, someone who pursued technical rigor.

Technical rigor and an optimistic outlook on life are not mutually exclusive.

If you act rashly after being provoked by Professor Ma Chuanfeng's words, your ulnar styloid process will be attacked in the next second.

Teacher Ding Xianqi and attending physician Zheng Jicong were both looking at their hands...

This patient is named Lin Fan, and he is the older brother of Lin Huanhuan, who was admitted to the hospital along with Guo Ziyuan and Liu Chuntao.

His surgery has begun; the skin and subcutaneous tissue have been cut open, the tibial plateau has been exposed, and the bone defect has been revealed.

The next step is bone transport and transplantation, along with titanium mesh reinforcement, to fill the bone defect.

Therefore, when Professor Ma Chuanfeng asked Guo Ziyuan to take a knife, Guo Ziyuan actually had "nothing left to cut!"

However, Guo Ziyuan is not the 'original' shy and awkward Guo Ziyuan after all.

Guo Ziyuan ignored all the carpentry work and asked with a smile, "Teacher Ma, do you want me to heat up the knife handle for you, or do you want me to perform the iliac bone harvesting procedure?"

"Or perhaps you're rewarding me with an iliac bone harvesting procedure?"

Upon hearing this, Ma Chuanfeng's eyes lit up. He glanced at Ding Xianqi and said calmly, "You've taught this student well; his style is completely different from yours."

Ma Chuanfeng is a professor and a department head, so of course he knows Ding Xianqi's personality.

Ding Xianqi's face flushed slightly as he whispered a scolding to "Conspicuous Bao Guo Ziyuan": "You dare to take my iliac bone?"

Guo Ziyuan didn't hesitate, his tone serious: "Teacher Ma is here, my master is here, and Teacher Zheng is here too!"

"With so many teachers here, if I don't dare to take it now, I'll be even less likely to take it later..."

"I probably won't dare to take it in my lifetime."

Guo Ziyuan was certainly not expressing sentimentality or humility; he glanced at the shape of the bone defect.

Next, let's look at the instrument panel.

There's no ruler?

Guo Ziyuan picked up the hemostat and began to demonstrate.

"The bone defect is pyramidal in shape and about three centimeters deep."

"The bottom is narrower at the top and wider at the bottom, flat on the left and curved on the right. The top is 2 cm wide and the bottom is 3 cm wide. The left line is about 1.5 cm wide and the right inner curve is about 1.8 cm wide."

"Teacher Ma, could you give me a chance?" Guo Ziyuan first gave a professional report, then pleaded with a smile.

I know what I can do; whether you let me do it or not is up to you.