lovenovelstory Chapter 73 Entering the Emergency Room
Chapter 73 Entering the Emergency Room
Guo Ziyuan left.
The people sitting in the private room were a group of extraordinary individuals from the Provincial People's Hospital; he really had no right to speak.
As Guo Ziyuan stepped out of the private room, he looked up and saw Ding Xianqi's lips trembling slightly, his eyes filled with an inscrutable expression.
Yes, that was the inexplicable look in his eyes.
Guo Ziyuan spoke up first: "Master... I need your help."
Ding Xianqi snapped out of his reverie and said firmly, "Okay, go ahead. Be as specific as possible."
As Ding Xianqi spoke, the index and middle fingers of his right hand were still rubbing together.
The situation was now beyond his control, and he really didn't know how to help Guo Ziyuan.
Guo Ziyuan taking the initiative to speak actually makes him feel at ease.
"Master... could you please tell the teachers in the emergency department of our hospital that I can go and get off work there after my shift? It'll be a good opportunity for me to get familiar with the atmosphere of the emergency department beforehand."
Ding Xianqi: "Weren't you supposed to go to Yilan City on the 3rd?"
"I'd like to postpone it until after the holiday. I want to go there in advance to familiarize myself with the atmosphere and try not to embarrass the hospital," Guo Ziyuan replied.
"Alright," Ding Xianqi agreed without suspicion.
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October 1, 2015, the 10th day of the eighth lunar month.
It was 2:23 PM.
Emergency department, resuscitation room.
Guo Ziyuan stood against the wall, his gaze calmly watching the white-coated doctors in front of him working hard to resuscitate a middle-aged woman.
Guo Ziyuan stood quietly against the wall, not even passing on any equipment.
Honest and straightforward, like a lackey.
Forty minutes later, a middle-aged man in a white coat stopped the young man who was kneeling on the bed performing chest compressions and coldly announced:
"Patient, Miao XX, female, 46 years old, suffered from hemorrhagic shock and could not be resuscitated."
「于10月1日，15点09分37秒。」
After the rescue was completed, the patient was covered with a white sheet, and a doctor in a white coat went out to talk to the family. A little while later, as the bed was being pushed out, shouts from the family could be heard.
The middle-aged woman had a son and a daughter. Her son was already an adult, while her daughter was only in junior high school. She was crying with tears streaming down her face, and she was kneeling and crawling beside the stroller.
It felt like the whole world had collapsed.
"Mommy, Mommy... Mommy..."
"Brother, Mom is asleep, right?"
"Brother, Mom's just asleep, right?"
The trolley pushed to the morgue took the little girl's clothes, legs, hands, mouth, and voice with it all...
Lopsided.
The doctors in white coats in the emergency room quickly and anxiously gathered at another bed.
After confirming that the patient had abdominal aortic dissection, they immediately proceeded through the hospital's green channel for aortic dissection...
After both patients were sent away.
Guo Ziyuan remained standing obediently against the wall.
After a group of doctors in white coats composed themselves and the emergency room cart, one of them seemed to remember something and walked towards Guo Ziyuan.
"Your name is Guo Ziyuan, and you're a trauma surgeon, Ding's student?"
Guo Ziyuan took a small step forward and replied, "Yes, Teacher Wang... Thank you for giving me the opportunity to observe from the emergency room."
"My master instructed me to only observe and listen, not to do anything, to speak less, and to listen and learn more."
The teacher, Wang Qiang, was younger than Ding Xianqi, but his bald patch was higher: "Okay, it's alright, don't be nervous."
"Watch more videos and practice your mindset, it'll be fine."
"It's a bit early, but you're Brother Ding's beloved disciple, and you're planning to take that extreme path."
"You need to train your mindset in advance."
"Wait a minute, we'll have a death discussion record. You can participate too, but?" Wang Qiang squeezed out some hand sanitizer and looked Guo Ziyuan up and down.
Guo Ziyuan understood immediately: "Teacher Wang, I know."
"Listen more, observe more, and don't do anything."
Wang Qiang instantly understood why Ding Xianqi had passed Guo Ziyuan over.
Sensible, well-behaved, and easy to manage.
He noticed that during both rescue operations, Guo Ziyuan's body did not shift more than five centimeters forward, backward, left, right, or sideways.
They don't have to stay completely still, but to just sit there so obediently shows they are sensible students. You wouldn't say you love such a student, but you wouldn't hate them either.
"What if I let you participate in a few more death discussion sessions?" Wang Qiang suddenly asked. "Won't that cause you psychological problems?"
"Since you came to our emergency department on your own initiative, you must have made these preparations."
Before Guo Ziyuan arrived, he had done some research on the hospital's emergency department website.
The People's Hospital of Wuhan University, also known as the People's Hospital of Hubei Province, sees over 100,000 emergency patients and performs over 12,000 emergency treatments annually.
Based on a 97% survival rate, an average of 3,000 people die in the emergency room each year.
With a 60% success rate in resuscitation, at least 4,000 people die in the emergency room every year.
On average, about ten people die every day.
On average, someone is pronounced dead in the emergency department of the Provincial People's Hospital every two hours...
The overall level of the Provincial People's Hospital is among the top in the country. Many other hospitals may have fewer deaths, but their mortality rates would be even higher.
"No, Teacher Wang," Guo Ziyuan replied calmly.
"That's good... Let's go." Wang Qiang led Guo Ziyuan out of the emergency room and then said, "After the emergency treatment, we will complete some emergency medical orders, but these are things that resident physicians, trainees, doctoral students, and nurses do."
"What we need to do is to go back a little bit to review the daily death cases in the department."
"Although we specialize in surgery, we also have some experience with certain fatal internal medicine diseases."
"Okay, good..." Guo Ziyuan listened attentively and followed Wang Qiang obediently.
"..."
In the evening, half past ten.
Wang Qiang, who was forced to work overtime, got off work and sat on his electric scooter at the hospital entrance, looking at Guo Ziyuan with even more admiration in his eyes.
"You're pretty good, Xiao Guo!"
"Their knowledge base and diagnostic skills are quite impressive."
"To be able to hold back from saying much under such circumstances shows a high level of self-cultivation," Wang Qiang praised with a smile, his words sincere.
During the rescue, Wang Qiang did not test Guo Ziyuan's abilities.
However, during the death discussion, Wang Qiang gave Guo Ziyuan a chance to speak. Guo Ziyuan deduced the cause of death based on the patient's examination results and medical history.
Even Professor Meng from the emergency department felt that Guo Ziyuan's skills were truly excellent.
Around 7:30, after Wang Qiang safely escorted a patient into the operating room, he felt a little relieved and specifically tested Guo Ziyuan's ability to interpret medical images.
I was also quite surprised that Guo Ziyuan's ability to watch films was on par with mine!
Wang Qiang is an associate professor.
Ding Xianqi found Guo Ziyuan a good brother.
Guo Ziyuan's voice was gentle and steady: "Teacher Wang, I'm here to learn from you. There are so many teachers in the emergency department."
"Why should I say anything?"
"Your skills are far superior to mine, and you have much more experience. Surely I can offer effective advice?"
Diagnostic and rapid diagnostic skills are the most important qualities for emergency room doctors!
Wang Qiang didn't think there was anything wrong with it: "That's true."
"Well then, see you tomorrow. You'll be coming again tomorrow, right?"
"I brought hot dry noodles," Guo Ziyuan said with a smile.
Hot dry noodles aren't expensive, but since that incident hasn't happened yet, the owner might add a dollar.
Wang Qiang chuckled awkwardly, "Then come on over."
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