Chapter 30: Mentor Teacher, Petty-Minded

After Rebirth, will my actions cause a Butterfly Effect?

First, Xiao Yuchu met me ten years early; in the middle, I wanted to change Jiang Jinrou's fate; later, I encountered a Gang while seeking medical treatment.

"You all go back, no need to wait for me," the Boss spoke.

Wang Chuan heard this and thought, "This voice sounds too much like the actor famous for playing Han Gaozu, except his appearance is a bit ugly, the kind of ugly people normally perceive as ugly."

A three-centimeter scar ran along the corner of his right eye, partially obscured by his hair.

However, he spoke up: "You just leaving like this is too impolite, isn't it?"

The two people Wang Chuan had finished Suturing stopped in their tracks, saw the Boss's gaze, and said, "Thank you, Doctor."

Ding, 【Virtual Operation Training】 second activation condition: 3/6, three more operations needed to activate.

Entering the Virtual Space for training takes six hours each time; originally, it required six operations to activate.

【Peak Medical Skill Experience】: First activation progress: Received patient gratitude, cumulative 6/100.

This Golden Finger is truly perverted; if the patient doesn't say thank you, even if the treatment is completed, it won't increase the count for the Peak Medical Skill Experience activation condition.

The mother I just helped cannot speak temporarily; I can only wait until she is discharged and have her say thank you to me.

"You come suture me," the Boss named Xin Yisheng pointed at Wang Chuan.

Doctor Sun Ke beside him laughed: "Boss Xin, looking at your face, I know you are a New Doctor; let me suture for you."

"Doctor Sun, you have sutured more than ten of my brothers today; I thank you, so rest. It's him, the New Doctor."

Wang Chuan was not timid; before Rebirth, he had known many such people. He calmly stepped forward, performed a basic examination first, and lifted Boss Xin's arm.

Ding, activated 【Clinical Medical Insight】: All three wounds are approximately 1-1.5cm deep, with no major blood vessel or nerve damage, but with slight contamination.

"Please, patient, inform me of the time of injury, cause, allergy history..."

Xin Yisheng turned his back; there were ten scars scattered horizontally and vertically, very glaring.

Then, looking at Wang Chuan's expression with interest, he spoke in a gentle tone, "Do you see?"

"I see; your martial arts are unrefined, and you were slashed more than ten times. Now, please, patient, inform me of your name, time of injury, cause, allergy history..."

Wang Chuan did not indulge Xin Yisheng; dealing with such people, one must not lose the momentum; one must make such people know that in the Hospital, in one's own domain, they are just a slab of pork, waiting to be sutured.

These people who fight and kill every day actually respect Doctors deep down, especially Emergency Department Doctors; they act fierce on the surface, but without the skills of an Emergency Department Doctor, they cannot jump around for long.

They are not swordsmen from Wuxia novels, nor are they Chen Haonan from Hong Kong movies about Gangsters.

Additionally, Wang Chuan, confident in his own skills, repeated his previous words.

The other three Doctors and Nurses present felt a jolt in their hearts: Wang Chuan, are you really provoking such a thug like this?

Xin Yisheng was stunned; a young Doctor just out of school, so bold, expression fearless; it seems he really has skill, so he cooperated and said: "Today at six-thirty, slashed by someone with a cleaver..."

After Wang Chuan finished asking, he washed his hands, put on Sterile Gloves, laid down a Sterile Towel, and exposed the wound.

He used a large amount of Sterile Saline to pressurize and flush the wound, washing away visible dirt.

He changed gloves, held Sterile Forceps to grasp an Iodophor Cotton Ball, and disinfected spirally from the center of the wound outward, ensuring the Disinfectant did not flow into the wound.

He disinfected again, changed gloves, and laid down a second layer of Sterile Towel.

Wang Chuan picked up a syringe filled with Lidocaine, performed local infiltration anesthesia, and asked while pushing the medicine: "Does it feel numb?"

Xin Yisheng nodded: "Hmm, kid, your hand is quite steady."

After the anesthesia took effect, Wang Chuan used Sterile Forceps and scissors to carefully explore the depths of the wound, removing a small amount of embedded fabric fibers and necrotic tissue, then flushed again with Saline.

Wang Chuan chose the Simple Interrupted Suture Method and held the needle to begin Suturing.

The three Doctors nearby saw Wang Chuan's hands changing rapidly and thought, 'Impossible, absolutely impossible!'

After finishing the Suturing, Wang Chuan took a look; the stitch spacing was even, and the Tension was moderate. However, there was slight oozing blood, which stopped after pressing lightly with Sterile Gauze for a moment.

Xin Yisheng stood up, nodded in satisfaction, and said, "What is your name, Doctor? You have courage, and your skills are even better. If you encounter 'trouble' on the streets in Mingzhou that cannot be resolved, just say you are my person."

"Wang Chuan!"

Xin Yisheng nodded, then walked out with his subordinates.

Wang Chuan shouted: "What is your name? If I get beaten up later, what name should I tell others?"

"New Doctor."

"New Doctor?"

"Yes, the 'New' in new and old, a Doctor who treats patients, just like you, a New Doctor."

Wang Chuan urgently said again: "Hey, you haven't said thank you yet."

As a result, Xin Yisheng left with a swagger, thinking, 'Damn it, next time I'll see if I let you suture me.'

After a while, the three Doctors and the Nurse in the room breathed a sigh of relief.

"Does this nickname of his have a story?" Wang Chuan asked the three of them.

Nurse Chang Min beside him said: "His name is Xin Yisheng; 'Xin' means hard work, and 'Yisheng' means probiotics. He is a tyrant of Nanshui District; he used to collect Protector Fees, now he runs a Logistics Company and monopolizes long-distance passenger transport."

'Damn, he even plays puns,' Wang Chuan thought.

The Emergency Department is always busiest from eight in the Evening until eight in the morning, busier than other time periods.

Around eight o'clock, Sun Ke received a call from Director Gao and reassembled the Interns.

"Our Mingzhou First Hospital Emergency Department has fifteen Doctors, divided into Emergency Surgery, Emergency Internal Medicine, Emergency Orthopedics, and Emergency Pediatrics. Wang Chuan and Wei Tuo go to Emergency Surgery."

"Doctor Gu, you take Qian Yun and Cheng Ping, the two of them, to Emergency Internal Medicine."

Wei Tuo raised his hand: "Doctor Sun, are all of us in the Emergency Department dedicated Emergency Department staff?"

"Except for Pediatrics, which are still on Rotation, the rest are. Emergency Pediatrics originally wanted to keep Doctor Shen Mianshuang, but the Pediatric Department Director is more powerful and took Doctor Shen away, saying it's the same Hospital, so she can be called anytime."

Wang Chuan thought, indeed, it is much stronger than the Emergency Department at Xinzhou People's Hospital; Xinzhou People's Hospital has eight staffed positions, only two are dedicated, and the rest are Doctors rotated from major departments every six months.

"Also, Wang Chuan, although you have talent, you cannot be arrogant or careless."

After speaking, Doctor Sun Ke felt a bit hesitant inside; the Director asked him to assign a Mentor Teacher for the Interns.

Lin Rui has already been following him; should he switch and start mentoring this Wang Chuan? Today he was indeed stunning, with very strong talent, young and strong-bodied, capable of sharing the fatigue of his night shifts.

In Wang Chuan's memory, the Emergency Surgery Department also had a doctor specializing in microsurgery. "Doctor Sun, isn't there another doctor in our Emergency Surgery Department?"

"Yes, Doctor Zhang Yang. He has food poisoning and is still in the Digestive Department; he can return tomorrow."

"Then can I follow Doctor Zhang Yang?"

Wang Chuan was considering that in his past life, he had not mastered emergency microsurgery; his hometown's Xinzhou People's Hospital reportedly only began offering it in 2007.

Now that his suturing skills were at an advanced level, learning microsurgery would yield twice the results with half the effort, and he could save lives.

This surgical ability also needed to be accumulated through many patients.

The microsurgery capability of the Emergency Surgery Department at Mingzhou First Hospital was not as strong as that at Mingzhou Sixth Hospital. Mingzhou Sixth Hospital was near the factory cluster in Donglun District of Mingzhou City, where there were more patients.

Wang Chuan's suggestion made Sun Ke feel, "You little brat look down on me, don't you?"

Although both he and Zhang Yang were attending physicians, and he was seven years older than Zhang Yang, the department director preferred Zhang Yang.

Sun Ke said, "Alright, you'll follow Doctor Zhang Yang. Doctor Lin Rui will still be with me. Wei Tuo, you follow Doctor Gu."

"Wang Chuan, go back today first and rest. Come early tomorrow to meet with Doctor Zhang again. Tonight's night shift is mine and Lin Rui's."

Sun Ke had decided to reduce the number of cases Wang Chuan would perform. Surgical skill is built up through repetition and experience.

After hearing this, Wang Chuan understood: this was the same Mentor Teacher Sun Ke from the Emergency Department in his past life, who was petty and narrow-minded.