assistirfilmes Chapter 108 Ranged Jungling!
Chapter 108 Ranged Jungling!
Chapter 108 Ranged Jungling!
"Xiao Guo, stop fooling around. This really is my cousin, my aunt's son." Cao Qiongshan was not tall, and his build was rather sturdy.
He and Peng Jingye came to see Guo Ziyuan, but not to hear this.
Guo Ziyuan replied, "Brother Cao, would I make a fuss about something like this?"
"Hurry up and call your cousin. Tell him to lie down right now, and ideally, have him say that he's having severe lower abdominal pain."
"A color Doppler ultrasound is required."
Guo Ziyuan tapped the screen on his phone: "This thing doesn't lie."
The CT scan of Cao Qiongshan's cousin mainly focused on the pelvis and right femur.
The aneurysm that Guo Ziyuan mentioned was located on the edge of the upper left corner, and it was not the focus of everyone's attention at all.
When reviewing images or taking a CT scan, there are primary and secondary fields of view.
"Call them right now!"
"real."
Peng Jingye's joking expression gradually faded, and he looked at Guo Ziyuan seriously, realizing that Guo Ziyuan was not joking.
Peng Jingye also advised, "Cao Qiongshan, at this point, it's better to believe it's true; it's just a matter of a few hundred yuan."
Cao Qiongshan's thoughts were a little confused. He quickly took his phone and dialed back the WeChat number saved as Qi Hong's.
"Brother—here's the situation: I showed your scans to one of the guys in our department, and he said your condition is quite dangerous."
"You'd better be—" Cao Qiongshan quickly and concisely repeated Guo Ziyuan's meaning.
Cao Qiongshan turned on the speakerphone, and the other end replied, "Really? Xiaoshan, you're not kidding me."
"I just tripped and fell."
Cao Qiongshan hurriedly said, "Brother, stop joking, this is no joke."
"Where are you now?"
Qi Hong said, "I've just left the outpatient clinic. The doctor here said I'm fine. Are you overthinking it?"
Cao Qiongshan glanced at Guo Ziyuan again, his voice carrying a warning: "Brother, do you believe me or the doctor over there?"
"Of course I believe you." Qi Hong didn't try anything clever.
"Then listen to me, go to the hospital's emergency department right away and ask for an abdominal ultrasound, the sooner the better."
"But I still have to go to work. The doctor said there's nothing wrong—"
Cao Qiongshan: "Which is more important, going to work or your life? Bro, you know this, this is no joke."
"If this aortic aneurysm ruptures, it will be a huge problem."
"Go quickly!" Cao Qiongshan was also gambling.
This wasn't what he had seen, but he believed Guo Ziyuan wouldn't make things up.
"Don't scare me!" came the sound of the door closing, the voice trembling.
He just tripped and fell, and now the topic of conversation is whether he'll die or not?
I wasn't trying to scare you!
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"Go quickly, I'll call my aunt right now and ask her to send your sister-in-law to find you—"
"That's not how you make a joke."
"If there's no problem, I can reimburse you for the cost of the examination and sincerely apologize to you." Cao Qiongshan was also straightforward and decisive.
Qi Hong is his cousin, not Guo Ziyuan's.
If Guo Ziyuan says nothing, and Qi Hong dies, Guo Ziyuan won't even have to give a condolence gift.
"Xiaoshan, are you talking about money? I'm scared."
"Doctor, doctor—" Qi Hong began to shout, as if he had been frightened.
To be honest, Guo Ziyuan could understand Qi Hong.
My cousin is a professional doctor.
He sent his cousin an X-ray, asking him to check for fractures. His doctor cousin then told him, "You're going to die."
Even a joke can be terrifying.
After hanging up the phone, Cao Qiongshan began searching through his contacts and then contacted his family. During the call, he said, "Xiao Guo, thank you, but I have something urgent to attend to."
"No way—"
"Auntie—" Cao Qiongshan turned back.
Only Peng Jingye and Guo Ziyuan remained in the control room.
Peng Jingye looked at Guo Ziyuan: "Is there really an aneurysm?"
"Yes, and it's an active aneurysm, with a very thin aneurysm wall."
"I'd rather believe I was mistaken, that it was a false alarm."
"I can reimburse him for the CT scan later," Guo Ziyuan nodded.
Peng Jingye shook his head: "What nonsense are you talking about? If Cao Qiongshan could accept your money, would he still want to make a living?"
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Honest advice is hard to swallow.
"I wouldn't bother getting involved in this mess if I wasn't on good terms with them."
"However?" Peng Jingye's expression turned incredulous, the defect at the corner of his eyebrow being pulled more noticeably by the wrinkled skin.
"Xiao Guo, your film-viewing skills are quite good, not inferior to mine at all."
"Huh?" Guo Ziyuan was stunned for a moment, then looked at Peng Jingye seriously.
Peng Jingye is a very open-minded person: "This film is not that film, they are both films."
"Where in the world isn't a film?"
Guo Ziyuan suppressed his shock and realized that Peng Jingye was driving with him.
"Teacher Peng, you're on duty, so please don't stay here for too long."
"Wait a moment, if there are any suitable patients, remember to send them over for my little brother to practice on," Guo Ziyuan said hurriedly.
Joking is joking, and being on duty is being on duty.
Peng Jingye didn't come to the hospital to joke around with me.
"Your skill level is already this good, why do you still need to practice your hands?"
"According to your brother's idea, you should go to the emergency room and help us review the images and make a diagnosis."
"If you relax, we'll have more confidence too," Peng Jingye immediately said.
If Guo Ziyuan just wants to be lazy, he has even better ways to be lazy.
"Professor Peng, we still need to practice our skills. We are all surgeons, and the skills we use are what we will rely on to make a living in the future. We can't let them go to waste."
"As for helping with the film review, we'll consider that later. I'll play it safe for now and make sure I don't cause you any trouble," Guo Ziyuan said, keeping things under control.
"No trouble at all, no trouble at all, not trouble at all."
Peng Jingye dared not utter a single word about Guo Ziyuan being a troublesome figure: "Little Guo, you can be our pillar of strength, how could you be a burden?"
"On the contrary, that brother is a complicated story," Peng Jingye said meaningfully.
Guo Ziyuan wasn't the only one at Yilan Central Hospital trying to gain experience.
However, unlike Guo Ziyuan, there is another person who is even better at networking than Guo Ziyuan!
A while ago, I got along very well with many people in the department and was very proactive. Now I often go in and out of the operating room.
At first, Peng Jingye also thought Xiang was very capable and sensible, a bit of an anomaly among top students.
However, Guo Ziyuan's appearance changed Peng Jingye's mind.
Compared to Guo Ziyuan, Xiang Yao has a bit of a tea-like air about him.
He has an unconventional, aloof air about him; he wants to do everything, appears polite, but is actually very arrogant.
Guo Ziyuan, on the other hand, is so down-to-earth he could die in his coffin.
He is down-to-earth and reliable. Apart from guarding the control room, he never leaves the outside world. It seems that the outside world has nothing to do with Guo Ziyuan.
She was incredibly obedient and sensible.
Guo Ziyuan did an exceptionally good job guarding the control room!
No one gave Guo Ziyuan a bad review for his skills.
Guo Ziyuan doesn't get involved in many outside affairs, but whether it's the orthopedic fracture incident last time or today's "aneurysm"!
All of this is enough to prove that Guo Ziyuan's abilities are so high that he doesn't need to deliberately prove them to outsiders.
Do I need words to describe my excellence?
Guo Ziyuan knew who Peng Jingye was talking about, but he didn't want to get involved: "Teacher Peng, I'm just here to get some experience. Thank you for helping me to give my master some leeway."
Seeing Guo Ziyuan's resolute attitude, Peng Jingye did not try to persuade him further, but walked out of the control room with a complicated and conflicted look in his eyes.
He kept looking back as he took a step.
He genuinely wanted Guo Ziyuan to leave the control room, so that he could have more confidence while on duty.
A hidden monk?
Indifferent to worldly affairs?
There's no way I can understand Guo Ziyuan.
Peng Jingye chatted with Guo Ziyuan for a few more minutes, and just as he stepped outside, he overheard Cao Qiongshan's cousin calling him again.
"Cao Qiongshan, I'm fucking finished!"
"I think I have a tumor, and the doctors here say I need surgery immediately. They told me to lie on the examination table and not move—"
"The doctor who examined me has already started making phone calls. Am I really going to die?"
Cao Qiongshan immediately reassured him, "Don't worry, cousin, we can't rush things now."
"Now that you're in the hospital, just do whatever they arrange for you. You just need to lie down."
Qi Hong's voice choked with emotion: "Xiao Shan, I just tripped and fell—"
"Brother, this isn't about wrestling."
"The examination and surgery were timely, so the problem shouldn't be too serious. Don't worry."
"This situation is at least better than you running away. Think about what can calm you down the most."
"For example, Xiao Daidai's smile, or listening to some soothing music —"
Xiao Daidai is the nickname of Qi Hong's daughter.
"A doctor will definitely come to talk to you and ask you to sign something. Don't say anything, just sign or put your fingerprint on it."
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"We'll try to get him into the operating room as soon as possible!"
"Time is of the essence," Cao Qiongshan reassured his cousin.
We're all just ordinary people, so let alone Qi Hong being afraid.
The person lying on the examination table now is Cao Qiongshan, and Cao Qiongshan also feels very scared.
Okay. I'm not in a hurry, I'll try not to rush.
"I'll listen to you—"
"Wait a minute, my wife called me," Qi Hong suddenly said.
"It's alright, you can go to the hospital first, that's the safest place—" Before Cao Qiongshan could finish speaking, Qi Hong hung up.
Peng Jingye approached and asked, "Is it really an aneurysm?"
Cao Qiongshan scratched his head: "It's true. My cousin went into the ultrasound room and was immediately kept there. I guess he was using the fast track."
"He was terrified."
Of course, Cao Qiongshan's way of thinking is different from that of ordinary people.
"Thank you for arguing with me, otherwise we wouldn't have ended up arguing with Xiao Guo."
"Given Guo's personality—he probably won't come out—"
Peng Jingye: "I just don't understand this Xiao Guo."
"He seems quite sensible, and his actions and behavior are just right, but when it comes to his professional work, he is very sparing with words."
"It means you're being a bit lazy."
Cao Qiongshan replied politely, "Whether Xiao Guo is being lazy or something else, he'll always be my older brother from now on!!"
"Brother Peng, could you please cover for me for a bit? I need to take this call; it's my dad calling—"
Qi Hong is the son of his aunt and also his father's sister.
It was Cao Qiongshan who relayed this important information to his aunt; Cao Qiongshan's father would definitely call to ask about the details.
[Accurate diagnosis of aneurysm was achieved, and the patient was advised to seek medical attention promptly, thus avoiding the risk of shock and death.]
[Gained 48 skill points ————]
While Guo Ziyuan was waiting in the control room, an unexpected surprise flashed across the control panel.
It seems that this panel has its own causal laws.
As long as you make a contribution, even if the patient is not from your own hospital or someone you are treating, you will still gain skill points.
You will receive skill points as a reward for completing the treatment and achieving the desired effect.
Playing jungle from a distance at least saved my life, and I also gained more than two days' worth of skill points.
It's a steal!
This is the efficiency of skill point gains when participating in life-saving activities!
Just
With my current abilities, I can only perform key support tasks a very limited number of times and with very low efficiency, so my sense of participation is not strong.
How so?
Guo Ziyuan didn't like the feeling of handling the deaths of several or even a dozen patients a day.
Doctors like this, if they work for a long time, will develop psychological problems.
Although their deaths had nothing to do with him.
But if someone is so bored that they just watch videos of child abuse every day, doesn't that mean they have a mental problem?
Fortunately, Guo Ziyuan didn't hesitate for long before a trauma patient arrived at the operating room.
Furthermore, the patient had already completed the consultation and signed the consent form in advance.
Unlike the Provincial People's Hospital, the emergency department of Yilan Central Hospital will not admit patients with minor trauma depending on its mood and the availability of beds.
However, at Yilan Central Hospital, admission is mandatory.
The hospital isn't that crowded here; small incisions are the main focus.
"Doctor, are you treating my wound?" The patient was a young man in his twenties, who looked to be the same age as Guo Ziyuan.
"Yes, I'm in charge of this control room."
"Don't worry, I'm in charge of this place on my own, so I can handle you well." Guo Ziyuan was more direct when he saw that the other party was just a young man, and he didn't stand on ceremony.
"Oh, okay—thank you—" The young man was young, so his thinking wasn't so rigid, and he didn't believe in age as the sole measure of success.
The process was relatively boring, so Guo Ziyuan took the initiative to chat with the young man.
The young man asked, "Dr. Guo, your voice doesn't sound very loud?"
"Yes, I was born in 90," Guo Ziyuan said.
The young man asked, "I'm 92. You're so young, can you perform surgery on yourself in the hospital?"
Guo Ziyuan said politely, "This is just a minor surgery. Calling it surgery is just a formality; it's really just cleaning and stitching it up. It doesn't require much technical skill."
"Oh, that's true!"
"Then let you practice—" The young man lay down casually, speaking quite lightly, as if he was willing to give Guo Ziyuan a chance.
Just then, the door to the control room was pushed open, and Cao Qiongshan walked in from the outside: "Dr. Guo, thank you."
"My cousin is already in the operating room. If it weren't for you, I don't know what would have happened—"
Guo Ziyuan, head down, was carefully operating the flushing procedure: "Brother Cao, it's good that you're in the operating room; it's fate."
"I just happened to see it, so I casually mentioned it."
Upon hearing this, Cao Qiongshan's gratitude instantly diminished by more than half: "No, Dr. Guo, you should talk more in the future. Please don't be reluctant to speak up."
"Really! Please say more."
This is the first time Cao Qiongshan has asked others not to be so stingy with words.
The young man being manipulated by Guo Ziyuan craned his neck and stared in astonishment at Guo Ziyuan and Cao Qiongshan.
It's clear that Cao Qiongshan is older than Guo Ziyuan.
But something seemed off about their conversation.
Who exactly is the superior?
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