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"Are you kidding me?" Fang Ziye's sudden outburst almost broke Zeng Duoqin's back.

"No, Ziye, are you finally giving up on pretending?"

As is customary, Zeng Duoqin would offer a few words of praise, and Fang Ziye would respond with a few words of humility, thus completing the small talk.

Then the two of them would add a few more words to Yuan Weihong's name, and that would be a little topic of conversation, wouldn't it?
Fang Ziye, however, wanted to change the direction of this conversation and block Yuan Weihong's path.

Fang Ziye's expression was calm as he asked earnestly, "Teacher Zeng, in your eyes, or rather, in your opinion, what kind of person am I?"

"He is talented, humble, hardworking, and down-to-earth. He also has high emotional intelligence."

"Hmm... I've heard you're quite... flirtatious in private." Zeng Duoqin was older than Fang Ziye, and since they were talking privately, he wasn't being particularly serious.

Fang Ziye's eyes flickered several times after hearing this before he said, "Teacher Zeng, actually I don't know anything about social etiquette. The most important thing my parents taught me is to be honest when you're out in the world."

"Be more tolerant when things happen, after all, you're out in the world and your own resources are limited."

"I was like that at first too, but my college entrance exam scores were mediocre. After all, I went to a 211 university. My undergraduate grades were also mediocre. I ended up going to Wuhan University for graduate school."

"During this time, I discovered that blindly being obsequious is useless. But there aren't many people who can teach me about interpersonal relationships, so I can only rely on my own understanding."

"It's really about finding your own niche."

"As a student, you must study first. You can only make a living if you learn the skills well. Only if you study well will you have a chance to be discovered by the teacher."

"Being discovered is a prerequisite for being appreciated. A serious and down-to-earth character is one of the foundations for being discovered. This was the way my teacher and I interacted from the beginning."

"This world is very objective and cruel."

"Effort can only mean that you can be discovered and have a tiny bit of presence. Only excellence will make you stand out from the crowd."

"This is the position I set for myself during my student years. If my major wasn't good enough, I would work hard to improve it, and I would learn from those who were better."

“For example, Senior Brother Sun Shaoqing, my master, my classmates, and Senior Brother Wang Yuanqi, including my current fiancée Tingzhu, I’ve consulted her before…”

"Practice makes perfect" was the prevailing attitude at the time.

"Later, after I had a little bit of basic skills, I thought I could make some progress like my senior brothers."

"But after I returned to China, I found that the people around me had changed. The mysterious veil of my senior colleagues gradually faded away. After I became the chief resident, I had a group of very outstanding colleagues who were good at both their profession and scientific research."

"I was also closer to my teachers and superiors in the department. At that time, my role was just one of them."

"Furthermore, with my teacher's encouragement, I actually took advantage of my teacher's influence and kicked Professor Duan Hong."

"Looking back now, I was really reckless at the time, but fortunately I was right about how I viewed my teachers, and they always covered for me."

"Later, I went to a sanatorium again, but now I'm back."

"My greatest self-awareness is that I have the ability to recognize my own strengths."

Fang Ziye never applies his current identity to the level he might reach in his "future." Such confusion only makes Fang Ziye seem exceptionally immature!

It's like if Fang Ziye got the stat allocation panel, he would think he was going to take off, elevate himself to the position of someone who could lead his teachers, and become arrogant and domineering, ignoring everything his teachers said...

Isn't that stupid?

For example, when Fang Ziye went to Enshi for "counterpart support", he completely disregarded the directors of Enshi Central Hospital, saying, "I am going to be a leading academic in Hubei Province. What are you all?"
If Fang Ziye went to Enshi Central Hospital with this mindset, he believed that both the former director Zhang Mingcan and the current director Wu Guonan would effectively sideline him.

The future is an expectation, the present is reality. Everyone should live for today and not bring tomorrow's achievements into today's role. Otherwise, it will cause identity confusion and make people think you are crazy.

"So how do you see yourself now?" Zeng Duoqin scratched the side of his head and asked in a low voice.

"Just like I just said?" Fang Ziye replied with a smile.

"Teacher Zeng, is there anything else wrong with this?"

Fang Ziye's frankness completely overwhelmed Zeng Duoqin.

Sincerity is the sharpest weapon, invincible yet capable of catching people off guard.

Zeng Duoqin couldn't find any points to refute, so he began to follow Fang Ziye's line of thought to give Fang Ziye a comprehensive positioning.

In reality, any positioning is relatively vague; there is only one line, and then it fluctuates up and down.

As long as it's within a reasonable fluctuation range, it's considered normal.

If we truly observe Fang Ziye's abilities, experience, achievements, research level, and accomplishments, we find that Fang Ziye is not exaggerating.

Fang Ziye can now say frankly that if Yuan Weihong was faking it, then he was the real one.

Fang Ziye's track record is verifiable, and he has had a significant impact on the domestic orthopedics industry and the global industry.

Those who can achieve this are all established figures in the industry, giants who have stirred up the winds and waves.

Although Fang Ziye is young and his professional title is not high, no one dares to underestimate his abilities.

"It's the truth." Zeng Duoqin compared himself with Fang Ziye and could only admit defeat.

During their conversation, Fang Ziye's phone rang.

This is Fang Ziye's newly provided work phone number, used for consultations.

Upon seeing this, Fang Ziye frowned instantly: "Hello!"

"Are you Professor Fang Ziye from the Department of Orthopedics? This is the Medical Affairs Department. We just received a request for a multi-consultation from the Emergency Department. The consultation is scheduled for 11:00 AM."

"The orthopedics department must be on time for the emergency room consultation!" The other party did not specifically name anyone, but made a fundamental requirement.

Fang Ziye doesn't have to go in person, but the orthopedics department must send a senior associate to the emergency consultation site for consultation.

Upon hearing this, Fang Ziye raised his wrist: "Received!"

The other party probably knew Fang Ziye and knew that Fang Ziye had just been appointed 'director', so they added a suggestion: "If Professor Fang is not available on stage, you can have the second-line class come over."

In clinical scheduling, the general ward shift is for resident physicians, the first-line shift is for chief resident physicians, attending physicians and associate professors are on the second-line shift, and professors and ward directors are on the third-line shift.

In principle, the presence of second-line staff and above is sufficient for hospital-wide general consultations; professors are not required to attend.

Otherwise, if a surgical professor is on the operating table and has to stop surgery just because of a hospital-wide consultation, then such a "must" system is utterly absurd.

"Okay, thank you!" Fang Ziye hung up the phone.

Zeng Duoqin checked the time and said, "The consultation was scheduled for 11:00, and it's already 10:40. It seems the patient who went to the emergency room is in grave danger."

"I reckon by the time you get there, the patient will have already missed their chance to get into the operating room."

Fang Ziye stood up: "Professor Zeng, I'll go check on the situation first."

Zeng Duoqin nodded: "Of course, this is your right, Director Fang, and it is also your first experience as a director."

Before this, Fang Ziye had never participated in a hospital-wide consultation. The reason was simple: even though Fang Ziye was an 'associate professor' in the Department of Trauma Surgery, the three senior doctors in the department were all very capable.

Yuan Weihong and others did not push this task onto Fang Ziye.

Fang Ziye smiled upon hearing this and quickly walked out of the operating room. As he passed the sink, Fang Ziye turned his head to look at himself in the mirror for three seconds, took two deep breaths, then tightened his abdomen and quickly left the operating room.

When Fang Ziye arrived at the emergency department, people wearing the same green uniforms as him were coming in and out of the resuscitation room, each wearing disposable blue shoe covers.

However, not all of them came to participate in the hospital-wide consultation; there were also chief resident doctors for emergency consultations and second-line emergency consultations called in by the emergency department...

Fang Ziye had no interest in appreciating the bustling scene and went straight to the nurses' station where patients' families were gathered: "Where is the emergency department's general consultation?"

The nurse was talking to the patient's family, and she pointed towards the emergency room: "Go inside and ask."

"Auntie, this is an emergency CT scan. Just follow this yellow line to get to the emergency CT room, okay?"

"You'd better call your family members over right away..." Clearly, she was more worried about the woman's head CT scan.

Fang Ziye stepped aside, bypassed the elderly man, and hurried towards the emergency room.

At the entrance to the emergency room, security guards were stopping a small number of family members with varying emotions, but Fang Ziye was wearing a surgical scrub suit, which, like a white coat, was a valid pass in the hospital, allowing him to pass through without any hindrance.

After entering the emergency area, Fang Ziye went to the cramped nurses' station again. Several nurses hurriedly pushed carts in and out, ignoring Fang Ziye.

They all seemed to be in a hurry.

And there were also many of Willie's medical orders coming from the various emergency rooms.

Fortunately, there was still a nurse on duty at the nurses' station. Fang Ziye pressed on, "Where is the hospital-wide consultation?"

The nurse said, "The emergency room 3, the general consultation hasn't started yet, but you can go and take a look first."

The nurse looked up as she spoke, and after seeing Fang Ziye's eyebrows, she was stunned for about three seconds. Perhaps she was flustered by Fang Ziye's heroic spirit: "Emergency Room 3, I can't take you there now."

Fang Ziye had already walked away, but she was still staring at his back until the phone rang again, at which point she returned to her work.

When Fang Ziye arrived at emergency room 3, it was in complete chaos.

A person lay on the emergency bed, their trachea cut open. Several people in white coats surrounded them, their bodies splattered with blood!
There were drops of blood on the floor and on the walls.

"It still won't stop!~"

"Has the vascular surgeon arrived yet? Trauma surgeon too!" a middle-aged man shouted.

"There's a 15-minute time limit for emergency consultations, and only 6 minutes have passed since I called," replied one of the younger resident physicians, who looked to be only a master's or doctoral degree holder.

"This is a scam."

"Hold on!~"

"Cotton pad, cotton pad..." The person on the other side began frantically stuffing white cotton pads into the opening in their abdomen.

The white cotton pad was quickly soaked with blood...

"ECMO is ready," a doctor in a white coat replied, stepping back two paces.

"The internal bleeding couldn't be stopped, and ten ECMO machines were useless." The middle-aged man, who had a bad temper before, started cursing again.

ECMO is an artificial heart and lung that can replace the function of the heart and lungs.

However, if active arterial bleeding cannot be stopped, all the blood in the body may drain out within two or three minutes...

Fang Ziye had previously served as the chief resident, so he knew roughly what the current situation was like.

The purpose of requesting a hospital-wide consultation was actually to get professors from various specialties to come immediately, not to have a real consultation and discussion "battle"!
Currently, the hospital's new wards are under construction, and the professors are not performing many surgeries, so professor resources are relatively abundant at this time.

As Fang Ziye looked at the document, he put on a pair of sterile gloves.

They just put them on, without disinfecting or washing their hands!

Fang Ziye didn't care about anything else. Although he didn't have time to see the patient's full condition, judging from the bleeding in the abdomen, if he didn't go over soon, the patient might not make it to the arrival of the specialist.

Fortunately, Fang Ziye had worked in the emergency department when he was a chief resident, so he knew people: "Brother Zhi. This is Fang Ziye."

Fang Ziye didn't waste any unnecessary words.

Deng Zhi, formerly the chief resident of emergency surgery and now an attending physician in the emergency department, has come to the new hospital campus.

Before Deng Zhi could reply, a middle-aged man quickly reported, "Director Chen, Fang Ziye from the orthopedics department has arrived!"

Then he turned his head and, without hesitation, shouted at the young master's student across from him who was helping out: "Move aside!"

The young master's student was only stunned for a moment. When he saw that someone was supporting the area he was working on, he immediately stepped back without any hesitation or impatience.

Fang Ziye squeezed in as soon as he had a chance, and without any pleasantries, he lowered his head and put his hand into his abdomen.

On the other side, Fang Ziye heard a familiar voice again. If Fang Ziye was not mistaken, it should be Wang Liqun, who had recently been promoted to associate professor in the emergency department. When Fang Ziye was the chief resident, he was a senior attending physician.

"Ziye, we initially suspected abdominal aortic injury. We used packing to stop the bleeding on site, but he was already dying when we arrived."

"Director Chen and I were forced to open the abdomen and clamp several branch arteries, but we still couldn't find the bleeding point of the abdominal aorta."

“It may not be the abdominal aorta! But there is definitely bleeding from the aorta…” Brother Wang Liqun chose to trust Fang Ziye unconditionally.

Even though Fang Ziye had been away from the chief resident for more than a year and from Zhongnan Hospital for more than a year.

When the name Fang Ziye appeared again, he didn't hesitate at all.

Fang Ziye followed Wang Liqun's train of thought, without replying with a single word, but only glanced at Deng Zhi!
Deng Zhixin understood immediately and had already placed the surgical tray and a large number of hemostats within easy reach of Fang Ziye.

"Both my blood pressure and blood oxygen levels are too high!"

"The patient is going into shock," said the doctor in charge of vital signs.

"Increase the norepinephrine infusion rate!~"

"Prepare adrenaline and norepinephrine, be ready for intravenous bolus injection at any time!" The familiar voice came back again, it must be Brother Liu Wentao from the EICU.

Fang Ziye stopped paying attention to anything else. After removing part of the cotton padding inside his abdomen, he finally found the source of the bleeding point. Moreover, Fang Ziye's physical reaction was very rapid.

In just two breaths, he grabbed it.

Although the delay of two or three seconds caused the patient's blood pressure to fluctuate again, Fang Ziye was able to stop the bleeding in the short term by using his manual hemostasis technique!

Then, without hesitation, Fang Ziye picked up the hemostat with his left hand and inserted it into the patient's abdomen.

Fang Ziye's gloves only reached around his wrists, and his scrubs were short-sleeved, so his hands were stained with the patient's bright red blood.

Upon feeling the liquid and heat, Fang Ziye instinctively frowned, but managed to suppress his inner turmoil and successfully clamped the wound to stop the bleeding!

However, after completing the procedure, Fang Ziye did not stop there. Instead, he quickly clamped the distal end of the abdominal aortic rupture to prevent blood reflux and bleeding.

After the cotton pads stuffed inside his abdomen were removed, Fang Ziye began to touch the wound with his other hand!

Fortunately, the patient's aortic rupture was a vertical cut, not a transverse one.

That's understandable. If it were a transverse cut, the patient would have died on the way and would have been sent to the morgue by now after symbolic resuscitation efforts, not in the emergency room.

A vertical opening provides room for operation!
Fang Ziye immediately inserted two more hemostats, clamped the wound tightly with both hands, and then released the hemostats on the abdominal aorta to restore blood flow.

The purpose of blood volume is circulation.

Circulation is more important than respiration. It's not enough for there to be blood; the blood must be circulating. If you clamp the aorta, then circulation is meaningless.

Temporary closure is, after all, only a stopgap measure!

The operation is simple and straightforward, but completing it is not easy at all. Without the technical threshold for entry, no one would even dare to think about it.

However, this was not the first time Fang Ziye had performed such an operation.

Professor Chen Guofeng breathed a long sigh of relief. With his surgical background, he quickly replied, "Negative pressure suction device!"

"Administer anesthesia and muscle relaxants to the patient to reduce pain response. We need to perform exploratory laparotomy to stop the bleeding."

"The bleeding in the major arteries has been stopped, but the damage to other small arteries also needs to be stopped."

But when Chen Guofeng said this, he realized that his instructions were superfluous. Deng Zhi and Wang Liqun seemed to be Fang Ziye's subordinates, cooperating with Fang Ziye tacitly.

While he was speaking, the three of them worked together to insert several more hemostatic forceps. At this moment, Fang Ziye had already led a team to the pelvic area to treat the bleeding inside the pelvis.

Seeing this, Chen Guofeng realized something, but did not say anything to disturb him.

No matter how many questions you have, keep them to yourself!

Although this is the emergency department, whoever can control the pace of the rescue is the boss.

Fang Ziye had already grasped the rhythm; if he gave any more orders, it wouldn't be commanding but disruptive.

After Fang Ziye brought in a few more hemostats, he turned his head and asked, "Didn't you ask the blood bank to prepare blood?"

"They're here, but haven't gone up yet? Mainly because we're afraid we won't be able to get them and it will be a waste," the young man in charge of vital signs replied.

"So, are we keeping it to drink?!" Fang Ziye asked back, then lowered his head and continued.

As expected, this was just the emergency department, not the anesthesiology department.

In the anesthesiology department, Fang Ziye doesn't need to worry about blood transfusions, but today, as he was performing the procedure, he hadn't heard any response from the patient's blood pressure rising.

Fang Ziye thought he had made a mistake in his procedure. He shook his head and saw that the patient was still only wearing the colloid.

If that's how you guys play, why should I put in all this effort?
Do you think stopping bleeding can create blood volume?

If you make a person who is starving lie down and don't give them food, will they not starve to death?

Of course, Fang Ziye wasn't throwing a tantrum for the sake of throwing a tantrum; reasoning with him at this point would only waste more time.

Blood transfusions were immediately provided.

Soon, Lan Tianluo arrived at the emergency room. However, he immediately spotted Fang Ziye and abandoned his attempt to examine the abdomen.

He rushed to the wound on the lower limbs immediately.

Then, the chief residents of cardiovascular surgery and general surgery also arrived one after another, but there was no room for them at all.

Moreover, these people had only been there a short while when Lan Tianluo put on his gloves and had time to expose the first ruptured artery.

Fang Ziye had already stood up, his hands bloodshot and facing his chest: "Transfer to the operating room! We can't do the subsequent procedures here!"

"I've already dealt with the massive bleeding. Transfer her directly to the operating room." The emergency room's attempts to perform temporary life-saving procedures are a stopgap measure; expecting to complete all the necessary emergency surgeries is simply wishful thinking.

"The patient's vital signs are still unstable!" said the doctor in charge of vital signs.

"If he doesn't go into the operating room, he'll surely die. Turning him over gives him a glimmer of hope!"

“He not only had arterial bleeding, but his liver and spleen were also ruptured. Although I clamped the main arteries and veins, there was still occult blood loss.”

"Transfer to the operating room!" Chen Guofeng gave the order without hesitation.

Professor Li Zhiyuan, standing behind Chen Guofeng, began quickly dispersing the crowd, shouting in a low voice, "Make way! Move to the operating room! Make way!"

"Clear the green channel for me!" Li Zhiyuan roared even louder, his voice piercing through the emergency room and rushing outwards.

Upon hearing this, the nurses at the nurses' station and the triage nurses immediately put down what they were doing and began to clear and evacuate the crowd.

The green channel, in principle, is an emergency lifeline within the hospital, and it should not be obstructed.

But patients and their families in the emergency department are also human beings; they need to walk and need to be transported, so it's impossible to completely leave them unimpeded.

While personal relationships are important in normal times, principles must be upheld in emergencies!

"Give way!"

"Everyone, make way."

"Someone needs to be transferred to the emergency operating room."

"Please make way, everyone!"

The nurses' shouts and Professor Li Zhiyuan's angry yells formed two extremes: "Get out of the way!"

"Get out of the way!!"

"We are not responsible for any accidents that may occur!"

"Speed ​​up, ignore it!"

"Faster, faster!" Li Zhiyuan pulled on the front of the cart, waving his hands and roaring, his eyes bloodshot.

But his eyes remained fixed on the patient's monitor, without moving an inch or shifting their angle.

Meanwhile, he was also running alongside the cart.

Lan Tianluo and the other young and strong men simply spread their arms to the left and right, pushing their speed to the limit.

Fang Ziye, Deng Zhi, and Wang Liqun, kneeling in three different spots on the hospital bed, were still engrossed in their work!

The three men's actions were 'violent,' and blood splattered everywhere as they pushed the bed forward.

Upon seeing this, the patients and their families quickly retreated.

Seeing the charge from Li Zhiyuan and his men, and hearing Li Zhiyuan's roar, the nurses, who had initially been gentle, began to run frantically, quickly clearing the passage ahead.

Although Li Zhiyuan said he would not be responsible for the accident, the hospital and the patient would most likely be equally liable in the subsequent lawsuit.

But nobody wants to cause any more trouble.

"Excuse me!"

"Everyone, please make way and be understanding."

"Make way, it's urgent, don't get hit."

Finally, the hospital bed arrived at the operating room door.

Someone noticed that Fang Ziye was wearing a short-sleeved scrub shirt, so they draped a long-sleeved green protective suit over him!
Whether or not it is sterile is no longer important. What is important is that the prescription is kept as dry as possible, with as little blood as possible coming into contact with the patient.

Nobody knows if the patient has an "infectious disease"!
The protective frame on the floor needs to be opened when entering the operating room from the entrance.

Taking advantage of the opportunity, Fang Ziye stretched out his hands and turned his protective suit inside out, with someone behind him tying the straps back for him.

After only a ten-second delay, Fang Ziye continued to operate the machine.

The people in the operating room began to take over the stretcher, and the people in the emergency department gradually withdrew.

Only the surgical staff began to remove their disposable isolation shoe covers and followed them inside.

The professors from the internal medicine department hurried downstairs to change their clothes.

White coats are not allowed in the operating room.

Maintaining sterility outside is a stopgap measure, while strict sterility in the operating room is the principle. You can disregard whether a patient is sterile or not, but a sterile environment for other patients must be created!

Once inside the operating room, Fang Ziye breathed a sigh of relief: "The major bleeding points have all been dealt with. Quickly disinfect and drape the area, then start dealing with the minor bleeding points."

"This patient is bleeding heavily. I'll go wash my hands and go to the operating table right away."

After Fang Ziye finished speaking, he jumped off the bed and let the others complete the patient transfer to the operating table.

Then, Fang Ziye continued to instruct, "Tianluo, first help the vascular surgery department treat the pelvic hematoma, the hematoma and bleeding points in the lower right abdomen!"

"The patient also has a retroperitoneal hematoma, so we won't open it right away, as the hematoma is localized."

"No one is allowed to open this!"

"Are the hepatobiliary surgeons here?" Fang Ziye asked after giving his instructions.

"Here!" replied a young man dressed similarly to Lan Tianluo, wearing scrubs. He must have also just arrived from the operating room after receiving a call.

"Call your superiors immediately. This man's liver is ruptured quite badly. Although I've stopped the main blood vessels, I can't hold on for long," Fang Ziye said.

"Okay!~"

“Our director is here.” He replied to Fang Ziye, only to find that Fang Ziye was not listening to him at all.

After Fang Ziye finished speaking, he turned around and said, "The anesthesiology department still needs to put the patient on ECMO. The circulating nurse called the on-call supervisor to authorize it. The patient has no family members and has not paid the fees. We need to perform emergency surgery immediately. If we delay for even a minute, the patient may die."

"If we delay even five minutes, the patient will certainly die!"

"Lan Tianluo, I'm going out to wash my hands. When the vascular surgeons arrive, have them treat the ruptures in the abdominal aorta and the right external iliac artery as soon as possible, and try to suture them as quickly as possible."

"The patient's renal arteries, splenic arteries, pancreatic segmental arteries, and the celiac trunk area are a complete mess; I can't handle it!"

"Immediately request an emergency consultation with the cardiac surgery department!" Fang Ziye said, and without waiting for anyone's response, he ran out.

Fang Ziye's voice was crisp and decisive. Although his tone sounded young, his unquestionable manner made everyone know that Fang Ziye's abilities and status were extraordinary.

The others were stunned by Fang Ziye for only two or three seconds before they immediately began to quickly disinfect and lay out towels.

We can't care about strict aseptic principles anymore.

If you delay for five minutes, the patient could die right before your eyes. Do you still dare to routinely disinfect and drape the wound?

Iodine chelate was directly applied, and then, holding sterile forceps, I pinched gauze and cotton pads and began to rub the patient's skin. After rubbing it about twice, I began to simply drape the skin.

I didn't dare to use too many towels to avoid obstructing the view. I only covered the private parts and the undamaged areas at the far end, and then applied a waterproof membrane. The simple disinfection towel was then complete.

Lan Tianluo joined in and saw that the anesthesiology department had already completed the administration of the anesthesia via the anesthetic channel: "Draw a sample for four infectious disease tests! ~ Thank you, anesthesiology department."

"Several professors have had patients' blood on their hands."

Upon hearing this, the anesthesiologist didn't hesitate; he simply kept his head down and continued monitoring the patient's pump rate: "We aspirated the fluid immediately."

"The patient won't miss half a minute, so we'll prioritize taking care of our own colleagues." The anesthesiologist was a young man with a gentle tone, yet also a touch of江湖气 (a kind of chivalrous spirit).

No one could fail to see Fang Ziye's predicament.

It's one thing if the mask and hat are covered in blood, but if the doctor administering the anesthesia can turn a blind eye to it all, then he's either a saint or a complete idiot!

Fang Ziye stood in front of the sink, hesitated for three seconds, and finally decided to go downstairs.

His body and hands were covered in blood. If he didn't clean himself up, he would be in "danger" and it would also affect his operation.

Moreover, I've already done so much preliminary work; if the patient were to die because I just need to take a quick shower and change clothes...

He deserved it!
After all, if he still couldn't survive even after all that, then without his own participation in the rescue, the chances of him dying were 99.9%, with only a 0.1% chance of a miracle.

After running downstairs, Fang Ziye rushed to the locker room door, grabbed two sets of scrubs, and then rushed back into the locker room.

Then, Fang Ziye took off his soiled scrubs, grabbed a new set, and went into the bathroom...

Fang Ziye rinsed off the bloodstains in just three minutes, barely managing to clean them off, and then began to wipe himself clean.

He put on his underwear and ran outside.

Five minutes later, Fang Ziye put on his clothes, mask, and hat, and went back upstairs!

Seven minutes later, Fang Ziye entered the operating room and found that the operating table was already surrounded by people!
They were of all ages, the youngest being Lan Tianluo, while the others were all in their thirties!
The experts from various relevant specialties also attended the event.

Fang Ziye turned his head and glanced at the monitor: blood pressure 80/50, heart rate 122, blood oxygen 92%!

His vital signs weren't great, but he didn't look like he was about to die.

Fang Ziye finally smiled and began to slow down. He wiped his hands with hand sanitizer foam again and began to disinfect, put on a sterile surgical gown, and put on a layer of sterile surgical gloves.

On the stage, two professors are chatting.

Professor Gu Junfeng of the Department of General Surgery said in a slightly trembling voice, "This person is really lucky to have met someone who can knock out even the King of Hell."

"I bet even the Black and White Impermanence are hiding now!"

Gu Junfeng was only there to take over the surgery, but he could tell that the patient's current vital signs must have meant that he must have saved tens of thousands of people in his past life, but also harmed many others!

Otherwise, he wouldn't have been injured like this.

Otherwise, he wouldn't have been injured like this, and he wouldn't still have a chance to survive.

Professor Xu Haoyang of the Hepatobiliary Surgery Department quickly turned around and whispered, "Quickly call Professor Chen Guofeng of the Emergency Department and ask him to come over."

"If he doesn't come, this person's liver will be lost!"

"Yes!" The chief resident of hepatobiliary surgery immediately moved aside and began making a phone call, trembling with fear.

However, after his hands trembled a few times, he noticed that Professor Chen Guofeng had stepped on the foot-operated sensor door from the outside and entered.

"Professor Chen." The chief resident quickly hung up the phone.

Chen Guofeng did not reply, but simply reached out his hand to wait to put on the sterile surgical gown.

Then he looked at Fang Ziye, took a deep breath, and said, "Professor Fang, let's fight together today."

Fang Ziye smiled and nodded at Chen Guofeng.

Deep down, I didn't understand why Chen Guofeng, who was clearly the director of the emergency surgery department, would be performing hepatobiliary surgery.

However, according to Gu Junfeng's response, this Professor Chen Guofeng was previously a professor of hepatobiliary surgery, but it is unknown why he went to emergency surgery.

Fang Ziye then quickly came to the bedside and began to carefully treat the abdominal cavity.

If the celiac trunk is ruptured in a complex manner, the difficulty of rescue increases many times over.

Because the branch arteries of the celiac trunk are inherently disordered, once they become complex, it is very difficult to find a clue.

Of course, that applies to the average person!

This was the first time Fang Ziye had encountered such a case. He couldn't stop the arterial bleeding by hand, so he had to take the patient to the operating room.

After Fang Ziye went on stage, he finally heard good news: "ECMO was successfully put into operation, and the patient's vital signs are currently stable."

"The pericardial effusion or hemopericardium is quite severe and needs immediate treatment!"

"Professor Han Yu will be here soon," Tang Xiaoping from the vascular surgery department replied immediately.

In the new hospital area, the cardiovascular surgery department was integrated, with Tang Xiaoping in charge of vascular surgery and Han Yu from cardiac surgery in charge of cardiac surgery.

There was no detailed specialization.

"Okay!" The anesthesiologist didn't waste any more words; he simply gave everyone a boost of confidence.

The operating room fell silent once again.

Then professors from cardiac surgery, thoracic surgery, cardiology, and the ICU rushed in from outside, further solidifying their position in the life-saving effort, forcing even the most powerful figures like the Black and White Impermanence and the King of Hell to take a few steps back!

"Eh..." In the otherwise silent operating room, Professor Chen Guofeng suddenly groaned.

The sound was very short, overpowered by Professor Chen Guofeng's superior surgical skills, but it was also very abrupt, so the pitch was high and somewhat jarring.

This made many people glance in his direction.

Chen Guofeng let out a simple sigh of relief, suppressing the turmoil in his heart, before whispering, "Dean Wang, there must be a reason why you loved Professor Fang, my student. Holy crap."

If Chen Guofeng hadn't added that "damn it," his sentence would have been a perfect compliment.

While adding it slightly affected his refined demeanor, it made the praise feel more genuine.

Fang Ziye smiled at Chen Guofeng again: "Hello, Professor Chen. This is Fang Ziye from the Department of Orthopedics."

After Fang Ziye finished speaking, he withdrew his hand, indicating that he needed to change positions and that it was Chen Guofeng's turn to perform the surgery.

The bleeding had been stopped, so Fang Ziye didn't want to bother with anything else. As for how to handle the ruptured liver, although Fang Ziye could add points to complete the task, it was clearly not worthwhile to waste those points on this operation.

The skill sets for cardiac surgery and thoracic surgery that I added earlier are still sitting on the shelf.

If these were replaced with orthopedic-related skills, they would be two level 6 skills, readily available, further enhancing Fang Ziye's combat power!
If adding points doesn't work, then it's not cost-effective!
Looking at Fang Ziye's wound after the bleeding was stopped, Chen Guofeng nodded: "The level of hemostasis in trauma surgery is still very high in the entire surgery field."

After listening, Fang Ziye smiled calmly and said, "Thank you for the compliment, Professor Chen."

After a while, Chen Guofeng suddenly widened his eyes and looked Fang Ziye up and down: "Damn it, I was blind and careless."

After an unknown amount of time, Chen Guofeng lowered his head and secretly made a fist-and-palm gesture to Fang Ziye with the weapon in his hand.

To express his dismay at the intrusion of his previous description, and also to show his admiration.

"Careless" and "Holy crap" don't even begin to describe it, kid.

Fang Ziye still ignored it and let the surgery continue...

About forty minutes later, Fang Ziye watched as Lan Tianluo had completed the removal of the hematoma in his pelvis.

He then took a deep breath, turned around and let the hepatobiliary surgeons come up to assist him, while he slowly backed away.

"Professor Tang, there is also a localized retroperitoneal hematoma in the lower abdomen. Please take care of it later."

"The patient's vital signs have stabilized. I need to go to the general consultation site to sign some papers."

“They won’t be coming back later,” Fang Ziye said.

Upon hearing this, Chen Guofeng stood up as well: "Xu Haoyang, you can handle the rest too, right?"

"It's okay to take your time, just make sure it's done well!"

Upon hearing this, Xu Haoyang, a surgeon specializing in hepatobiliary surgery, nodded solemnly, looking as if facing a formidable enemy.

However, after replying, he couldn't help but glance at Fang Ziye again.

If he finds it very difficult to eat Professor Chen Guofeng's leftovers, then Professor Chen Guofeng is eating food that Fang Ziye chews up and feeds to him, with even the bones being a bit hard.

So, just how good are Fang Ziye's teeth?

It's not without reason that Dean Wang Xinghuan favors Fang Ziye more than his own son, since both he and Fang Ziye are associate professors!
Trying to snatch a life from the King of Hell can take many forms and be extremely difficult.

Even after experiencing so much in the hospital, Xu Haoyang had to admit that he was far inferior to Fang Ziye.

At this moment, Fang Ziye and Professor Chen Guofeng walked out comfortably like old friends, and the two even began to chat and laugh as if they were meeting for the first time.

"Fang Ziye, I know you, but you probably don't know me, right?"

Fang Ziye said frankly, "Professor Chen, I didn't know him before, but now I do. Hepatobiliary surgery, awesome!~"

The hepatobiliary surgery department is truly outstanding.

Wang Xinghuan, Dean.

Professor Qian Zhong, Liu Guo's father, is the former head of the Department of Surgery. His abilities are unfathomable, and he has the opportunity to once again reach the national level.

Professor Chen Guofeng's abilities should not be underestimated.

"Orthopedics is amazing too!" Chen Guofeng readily acknowledged the achievements of the hepatobiliary surgery department, but also gave Fang Ziye a thumbs-up.

The orthopedics department at Zhongnan Hospital was already quite good, and now with Fang Ziye's support, the trauma surgery department will inevitably become a national key specialty, capable of competing nationwide with verifiable achievements.

Fang Ziye's future is far beyond what Chen Guofeng can compare to.

Given the current overall capabilities, Chen Guofeng felt that this rescue was nothing short of a miracle. (End of Chapter)