Is there no limit to this doctor's skills?

Chapter 40: Curing Empty Talk!

It was 10:30 p.m.

Han City, Jianghan District, Commercial Staff Hospital.

operating room.

Guo Ziyuan's hand holding the film trembled slightly, and his eyebrows twitched.

Guo Ziyuan was not surprised that Huang Zhao was able to find surgery at this time, and even found an amputation surgery.

Guo Ziyuan took a deep breath: "Master, can I perform this surgery?"

Huang Zhao leaned against the wall: "No."

"This kind of surgery is so minor, I don't usually have the time to take on these kinds of surgeries."

"Your basic skills are good; it's not like you can't do it. Why do you want me to do it myself?"

Huang Zhao's old eyes were cloudy, and his tone was icy. It was an order, not a discussion with Guo Ziyuan.

"Wash your hands, disinfect, lay out towels, and get on stage!"

"Left lower limb severed in the mid-thigh, right lower limb severed at the knee joint, set the stage!"

Guo Ziyuan closed his eyes, took a deep breath, and then slowly hung the film on the viewer.

Under white light, the angles of the patient's X-ray begin to become clear.

Huang Zhao chuckled jokingly: "Out of energy? Exhausted?"

Guo Ziyuan shook his head: "No."

Guo Ziyuan is a little tired, but physically he is not. He only performed a few surgeries today.

"Is it beyond your capabilities? Can't operate it?" Huang Zhao asked again.

Guo Ziyuan shook his head again: "No, not exactly."

Mid-thigh transection and knee transection do not require highly advanced surgical techniques.

Calling my classmate Wang Hai over now would easily accomplish the task.

"Then can you save the limb?" Huang Zhao's tone was sinister.

Guo Ziyuan was starting to regret provoking "Master Huang" now. In his past life, he clearly knew Huang Yaoshi's nickname.

Why did I have to 'provoke' this evil thing?

Guo Ziyuan shook his head again: "Extensive arterial occlusion, large segments of the blood vessel are blocked, and if it becomes blocked again after thrombectomy, it cannot be saved."

Huang Zhao turned his head away: "Then what are you hesitating for?"

"This is the best outcome compared to death."

Limb necrosis is not immediately fatal.

However, if the limb is not amputated, the necrosis will continue to spread proximally until the entire body becomes necrotic.

Metabolic waste can cause metabolic breakdown in the body, eventually leading to multiple organ failure and ultimately, irreversible damage.

Amputation must be performed promptly and as early as possible.

As Guo Ziyuan walked out, he silently recalled the patient's medical records.

"Patient, male, sixteen years old."

"The fall resulted in fractures of both lower limbs. Post-operatively, there was extensive venous thrombosis in both lower limbs, which did not respond to conservative treatment, and arterial thrombosis followed."

"Multiple thrombectomy procedures were performed, and a femoral vein filter was inserted."

"Recurrent bilateral lower extremity multiple arterial embolism, widespread arterial embolism..."

"Occupation: Student."

Before coming in, Guo Ziyuan had heard that he was a student with special athletic talent.

After mastering this technique, let alone athletic talent, he won't even be able to outrun a normal person in terms of walking speed.

Another surgery has come to an end smoothly.

Guo Ziyuan's operation was flawless; the amputation procedure was highly standardized and of high quality.

Guo Ziyuan also handled the fish-mouth parts of both lower limbs very well, which should make it relatively easy to fit the stumps when installing prostheses in the future.

……

September in Seoul is actually so hot that it can be quite irritating.

But at this moment, Guo Ziyuan felt a chill.

It wasn't just the surgeries he performed today, but also the presence of "Huang Laoxie" beside him that made Guo Ziyuan feel numb from his scalp to the soles of his feet.

"If you're willing, I might be able to find you an infant amputation in a few days."

"Or I could find you a few children's hospitals so you can have your child wear a frog-style cast for a period of time?"

"Want to enjoy it?"

Upon hearing this, Guo Ziyuan jumped back half a step, his voice filled with fear: "No, Master!"

Infant amputation, as the name suggests.

Apply a frog-style cast to the child.

That's a frog-style pelvic cast for children, originally used for fixation after developmental hip dysplasia in children.

But Guo Ziyuan certainly knew that the frog-style cast that Huang Laoxie was going to find for him was definitely not for children with joint dislocations.

That must be a child with a fracture.

These children are so ignorant; performing manual reduction of fractures and applying frog-style casts to them is like enjoying their pitiful, pitiful cries.

That scene was like slowly frying a loach over a low flame; they were pinned down and beaten!

Actually, the procedure was fine; they chose anesthesia.

After waking up from anesthesia...

Even professional orthopedic pediatricians can't handle it.

"Master, no..." Guo Ziyuan was just reborn, not turned into a demon, nor did he get the system that absorbs the pain points of patients.

"Really, Master..." Guo Ziyuan's voice even carried a pleading tone!

There is too much suffering and misfortune in the world. Even if we cannot avoid it all, we must at least spread it out, allowing some things to exist outside our comprehension...

Huang Zhao continued walking out of the hospital, hands behind his back, his tone nonchalant: "Didn't you say that if doctors are relatively ignorant, patients have no choice but to die?"

His imposing figure was stretched wide by the streetlights, almost covering most of Guo Ziyuan's body.

Fortunately, Guo Ziyuan was tall enough that his head and eyes were not obscured: "Master, this is just an established objective fact."

"Whether you show me these things or not, it's a fact."

Guo Ziyuan then laughed: "But there's no need for us to force ourselves to get involved in these events."

"Learning principles through experience means that we should understand these principles, not that we should have to personally experience the suffering involved."

"That's why we chose to read, to use words to generate empathy, and then to imprint the scene."

Huang Zhao didn't turn around. The further away he was from the streetlight, the darker the shadow became: "Just reading the words isn't enough."

"You need to have personal experience and understanding to cure your tendency to talk big."

"Every principle is an inherent circle of a matter, rather than something that can be summarized in a single sentence."

"Your thoughts are a bit unrealistic and not grounded enough in reality."

"The only way is to rely on reality to pull you back and restore your sense of 'awe' and 'rigor'."

"Instead of thinking you can control everything..."

Huang Zhao did not turn around, nor did he speak loudly.

But his words were like an ice spike, piercing Guo Ziyuan and leaving him riddled with wounds.

The old monster, the advisor, had truly lived a long life and seen a great deal, his knowledge and understanding far surpassing that of myself.

Having been reborn and now possessing a cheat-like advantage, Piao Piao Ran's unsteady mindset and behavior could be seen through at a glance.

Huang Zhao continued, "Do you know why many highly talented people are relatively quiet and reserved?"

Guo Ziyuan shook his head. He had only lived a second life; he had never been such a genius.

"Most of them hate their own powerlessness!"

"Too ambitious...too flimsy."

"So you can only seek comfort and relief from within! This kind of thinking is unacceptable."

"At least, from the perspective of an ordinary person like me, their kind of escapism is unacceptable."

Huang Zhao turned around at this moment, smiling with a kind expression, but he looked incredibly sinister: "I can't stand to see you like this too."

"If you insist on thinking that way, I'll break your legs."

Guo Ziyuan's mindset and body have returned to normal.

She lowered her head slightly: "Master, I don't know how."

Guo Ziyuan pleaded, "But please, don't do this."

Master, I don't want to transcend. I don't want to forge my heart into an iron plate. I don't want to solidify my Dao heart so that there isn't a single crack.

Let's not focus on "cruelty" then, shall we?

Huang Zhao: "No, I just want to show you around and let you know that these things exist."

"You think I have nothing better to do?"