Is there no limit to this doctor's skills?

Chapter 28: It changes every day!

The sunlight was too bright, so Guo Ziyuan didn't dare to go too far.

The city of Han is too hot.

When Guo Ziyuan saw Ding Xianqi again, his hair was matted with sweat. He quickly stepped forward and asked, "Master... is Grandmaster willing to help?"

Guo Ziyuan's suggestion to take the initiative to meet with his advisor, Professor Huang, was not reckless, but rather the result of careful consideration.

The Provincial People's Hospital is a large institution with many professors specializing in trauma surgery, and Professor Huang is not the only senior professor there.

But what do the other professors and senior professors have to do with Guo Ziyuan?

The first interaction between people often requires a specific opportunity.

My mentor, Ding Xianqi, and my grandmaster, Professor Huang, are the perfect opportunity, requiring no further seeking, and also the most convenient connection.

Ding Xianqi's thoughts were very complicated at this moment. On one hand, he doubted his teacher's statement that he was not smart enough, and on the other hand, he was thinking about how he had managed to bring up a guy like Guo Ziyuan.

"The teacher agreed, but you're in big trouble!" Ding Xianqi looked at Guo Ziyuan with a complicated expression.

He knew Guo Ziyuan had no other choice but to take a desperate gamble.

It's almost impossible for other professors in the department to give Guo Ziyuan extra tutoring all the time, because professors have many other commitments.

But if you can win the favor of the senior professors, they will have the time to guide you in your studies.

Guo Ziyuan wasn't anxious. He walked side by side with Ding Xianqi and asked, "Master, what's the trouble?"

"My teacher said he'll mentor you for a while to see your progress and to verify whether what you said is true or false."

"Of course, preparing for the special exam takes a long time and requires the help and guidance of elders."

"You need to at least show my teacher that you have the potential to pass the special exam."

"Tell me, isn't the trouble you've caused me big enough?" Ding Xianqi rebuked through gritted teeth.

He didn't know how to cover for Guo Ziyuan.

Upon hearing this, Guo Ziyuan felt relieved: "Master, I weigh 130 jin. Even if Master sold me, I wouldn't be worth much money."

"What does it matter?"

Ding Xianqi: "You're really open-minded, shameless."

Why didn't you take the proper, legitimate path?

"Does it really have to be a gamble on the special exam?"

Ding Xianqi had an instinctive aversion to gamblers.

Gamblers deserve to die.

Of course, Guo Ziyuan couldn't tell Ding Xianqi his truest thoughts. With innocent eyes, he said, "Master, I want to learn something."

That's the truth; Guo Ziyuan is really eager to learn.

He had worked for ten years and knew all too well that his abilities were far too insignificant in the medical field.

To become a good doctor, lifelong learning is necessary and essential.

"You want to learn, but others don't? Are you going to resort to such extreme measures?" Ding Xianqi's tone softened slightly.

If it's just for learning purposes, taking a shortcut that doesn't cross any ethical boundaries doesn't necessarily mean there's a problem with one's character.

Bragging is something every man has done.

Seeing that Guo Ziyuan had fallen silent again, Ding Xianqi didn't continue to blame him: "Things have come to this point, we can only take it one step at a time."

"For the rest of the time, I'll have to leave you with my teacher."

"Once he opens his mouth, even Director An can't stop him."

"You're just relying on your own fortune!" Ding Xianqi poked Guo Ziyuan's temple, making Guo Ziyuan stand at a 60-degree angle.

"..."

September 14, 2015, Monday, noon.

Professor Ma Chuanfeng's surgery day.

But this surgery date had nothing to do with Guo Ziyuan.

The main campus of Chang-gu Hospital in Han City is adjacent to Heping Avenue.

As Guo Ziyuan walked out of the operating room, he asked sensibly, "Master, would you like fish or stir-fry for lunch?"

"I've looked at the restaurants nearby."

"The surgery at Piqu People's Hospital is scheduled to start around 3 p.m. today. We will still have plenty of time to get there."

Huang Zhao has a standard square face, is tall, and is very energetic.

As the former director of the Trauma Center and professor of trauma surgery at the Provincial People's Hospital, even after retiring from the hospital, he still had to refuse countless consultations and surgeries every day.

However, his expression was quite conflicted at the moment, and the age spots at the corners of his eyes creased: "Your hands are much steadyer than they were a few days ago?"

This is the fourth day that Huang Zhao has taken Guo Ziyuan out for a consultation and surgery.

This can be considered as Guo Ziyuan's wish being fulfilled, as he personally taught Guo Ziyuan how to perform surgery.

Guo Ziyuan glanced calmly at his panel—

[Consumes 3 skill points, Wound Cleansing (Mastery 2% → Mastery 3%)]

[Consumes 3 skill points, Wound Cleansing (Mastery 3% → Mastery 4%)]

"Master, it's mainly because of your excellent teaching. I've benefited immensely from it!"

In his previous life, Guo Ziyuan only managed to raise his wound cleaning technique to [99% expertise] at the age of thirty-five, which took him a full ten years and more than three thousand days.

That's equivalent to a 1% increase in growth rate per month.

Guo Ziyuan is now improving by 1% every day, which is a total of thirty times.

This speed, visible to the naked eye, is enough to impress even Professor Huang Zhao.

Huang Zhao nodded and then shook his head: "It's hard to say. I feel that you have improved a little bit, but without the test paper, I can't be completely sure."

Even a PhD in mathematics cannot definitively say whether a primary school student's math skills have truly improved, or by how much.

Huang Zhao's vision is too high.

Guo Ziyuan's current actions are nothing more than minor skirmishes in his eyes.

An objective "exam paper" and "score" are needed as a medium to present the results more concretely.

However, Huang Zhao could also see from Guo Ziyuan's specific operational details that he was making progress, that he had indeed learned the techniques, and that he had become more steady in controlling his hands.

"Master, I am a student myself, I am learning, and I am the most qualified to speak on this matter."

"Although the teacher's teaching is also very good, it is still slightly inferior to yours."

"Shall we go eat first?" Guo Ziyuan said with a gentle smile, his words perfectly timed.

If it were any other professor, Guo Ziyuan would be utterly disrespectful to say that his teacher, Ding Xianqi, was inferior to him in teaching ability.

But this is Huang Zhao, Ding Xianqi's mentor.

Guo Ziyuan's words are the key to success!

Even when Ding Xianqi arrived, he didn't dare to find fault.

A well-placed compliment can make someone feel warm and fuzzy inside: "Let's go eat first... You choose the place..."

Huang Zhao adopted the demeanor of an elder.

I'm your teacher, here to teach you. It's perfectly normal for you to arrange some trivial matters.

Just then, Guo Ziyuan's phone rang. He quickly apologized to Huang Zhao, "Master, I need to take this call. It's the chief resident of the department."

"My taxi is on its way, and I've memorized the license plate number," Guo Ziyuan said, indicating that he had already chosen his destination.

Huang Zhao yawned and started moving his joints.

After Guo Ziyuan walked a few steps away, when Huang Zhao looked at Guo Ziyuan again, the sunlight reflected off Guo Ziyuan's profile, and there seemed to be a halo of light shimmering in his hair.

He looked like a bright and cheerful young man, with nothing about him seeming out of place.

"Teacher Liu... is there an emergency surgery? I'm sorry, my master sent me here today to accompany my grandmaster, Teacher Huang."

"I sent you a message this morning to ask for instructions. The clerk summoned me, and I dared not disobey."

"Okay, thank you, Teacher Liu."

"Yes, yeah. When I'm on ER shift, just call me. I know the rules."

"I'll...I'll keep you company on duty tonight...okay."

Guo Ziyuan hung up the phone. Just then, his taxi arrived, and he and Professor Huang Zhao got in the car and headed to their restaurant.