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Chapter 13: A Reward of a Stitching Opportunity (Please add to your favorites and read on!)
August 23rd was a Monday.

It was also Professor Deng Yong's surgery day.

Professor Deng Yong finished his ward rounds early and led his team into the operating room.

On the operating table, Professor Deng Yong stood in the chief surgeon's position with a flat back, Associate Professor Xie Jinyuan was in the first assistant position, Yuan Weihong and Qin Geluo were in the second and third assistant positions respectively, and Fang Ziye, as the attending physician, could only hover on the edge of the fourth assistant position.

With only one hook in hand, I could only look at Qin Geluo's ear from the side, and I didn't have much of a surgical field of view at all.

Below the operating table, Sun Shaoqing, a third-year doctoral student, stood out from the crowd on the highest footstool, becoming the tallest person in the operating room, still carefully observing the surgical procedure while standing on tiptoe.

Secondly, Dr. Gu Yi and Li Yuanpei possessed the best perspective.

Shu Lang and Gong Ziming, both second-year master's students, squeezed through the gaps to look inside, constantly rotating their arms to get a better view from different operating fields.

Jie Han and Zhu Yunwen, both master's degree freshmen, along with Lan Tianluo, were completely oblivious to the world around them. Now, under the operating room's timer panel, they looked up at the operating lights, their eyes filled with anticipation...

As the surgery was about to end, Professor Deng Yong glanced at the operating room timer panel and said, "Hey, you with the fair skin and thick eyebrows, don't block the operating room timer."

Deng Yong couldn't remember Lan Tianluo's name, so he could only use "white skin" as a substitute.

Lan Tianluo immediately squatted down, then slumped onto the stool, his face turning even paler!
"Today's surgery went quite quickly, it will be over in an hour and forty minutes. Xiao Yuanzi, our team is becoming more and more mature, huh?" Deng Yong said with a smile, despite his chuckled face.

Associate Professor Xie Jinyuan squinted, looking rather embarrassed. He nodded and smiled apologetically, "Professor Deng's skills have become even more refined."

"Nonsense, high-difficulty surgeries are never done alone."

"But speaking of improved skills, Sun Shaoqing, you've seen that Xiao Fang from our group has made some progress in suturing, haven't you?" Deng Yong asked.

Why are you standing so high?

Sun Shaoqing nodded and quickly got off the footstool, stepping on his junior brother Gong Ziming's foot. Gong Ziming's eyes widened immediately, but he dared not make a sound.

Sun Shaoqing pulled his feet back slightly: "Master, I'd like to see more surgeries. The altitude isn't high enough."

“Ziye can sew up the tofu. I saw it with my own eyes.” Although Fang Ziye is not a junior of one of my mentors, a group is a team.

“That’s great. Let’s see what tricks Xiao Fang, who sews tofu so well, will come up with when he’s not playing with tofu.” Deng Yong gestured with his chin toward Dr. Qin Geluo, who was about to start sewing.

Qin Geluo immediately and sensibly switched places with Fang Ziye, back to back.

Taking this opportunity, Xie Jinyuan, the team's second-in-command, breathed a sigh of relief, easing the atmosphere: "I guess we can't poke it until it bleeds, and we can't get any blood plasma out of it."

The surgery was of reliable quality. After the serious atmosphere, to relax, you need to pick up the pace.

Deng Yong, who was in charge of controlling the team's pace, asked Xie Jinyuan, "Xiao Yuanzi, are you sure you're just poking around all the time?"

Xie Jinyuan said in a serious tone: "That can also drip water into the window..."

The two masters played word games to the fullest. Fang Ziye, his face slightly flushed and his ears turning red, began to sew steadily, completely focused.

After all, it's common knowledge that food windows are never proper.

However, as Fang Ziye's suturing gradually closed the surgical wound, the group returned to the main topic: Professor Deng Yong said, "He has mastered the control of the force in fat suturing, and the fat blister did not rupture and leak fat. His skill has indeed improved."

"We'll reward Xiao Fang with another sewing machine later, let's see if he can do it cleverly."

This is a rule within the group.

As long as you make progress, you'll be assessed on one machine, and then you'll be rewarded with an extra one. It depends on whether you got it by luck or you truly have the ability.

Fang Ziye had just finished the penultimate stitch of the skin suture. After tying the knot, he stood the suture upright and said to Dr. Qin Geluo as he cut the thread, "Thank you, Professor Deng."

Professor Deng Yong and Associate Professor Xie Jinyuan had already stepped down from the stage. At this moment, they walked out of the operating room with their hands behind their backs and a swaying gait, clearly quite satisfied with the quality of this highly complex surgery.

The others were slightly envious of Fang Ziye's opportunity to operate, but not too bothered. The opportunity was right there; it was a kind of inheritance, not because Fang Ziye was Fang Ziye, but because Fang Ziye's operational skills had improved. Everyone could try to take the chance; the former doctoral students had also enjoyed such preferential treatment.

Even Gong Ziming, a second-year master's student, had previously received an award for successfully sewing up an orange peel.

Naturally, for the first-year master's students who had just entered the department, Fang Ziye's performance today was truly outstanding.

"Knowledge Points +3!" Fang Ziye finished stitching and saw that the number on the panel was jumping even more.

Fang Ziye was secretly startled, but quickly realized what was going on.

Perhaps it was because my improved suturing skills reduced wound complications and scarring that I made a greater contribution.

……

After two surgeries performed by Professor Deng Yong, Fang Ziye's knowledge points balance surged back to 8 points.

The second surgery's suture was too small, so only 2 points were earned. However, after improving his suturing skills, Fang Ziye gained 3 knowledge points by seeing new patients during his Sunday shift.

Therefore, it is now 8 o'clock.

But this is not the end.

There are two more surgeries to come, which will be performed by my teacher Yuan Weihong after the teams are split up. So, wouldn't I be the one to perform them?
However, during the surgeries performed by Yuan Weihong, in order to train his new junior apprentice Jie Han, Yuan Weihong, seeing that Fang Ziye's suturing skills had matured, handed over all the suturing opportunities to him.

In the last surgery, Fang Ziye was allowed to try to remove a small lesion and suture it, which was considered to treat everyone equally and not to be overly biased.

At the end of the surgery, Fang Ziye gained 14 knowledge points and 11 knowledge points, which was a significant achievement for the day.

……

After the surgery, Yuan Weihong said, "Let's go eat together later. I'll send you both my location."

Fang Ziye and Jie Han were both delighted and said without any hesitation, "Thank you, Master."

"I'm going back to pick up your teacher's wife and my daughter..."

Fang Ziye went back to the ward with Jie Han first. Although the patient in this surgery was Jie Han's, Fang Ziye still wanted to think carefully about the postoperative medical instructions of the patient in today's surgery.

In order to save time, Fang Ziye could only use a template immediately after the surgery and did not conduct a special analysis of the detailed pharmacological mechanism.

This is just standardized medication that conforms to guidelines; it's not wrong, but it may not be the best.

When you have time, you can slowly make corrections. This will not only improve your pharmacology knowledge, but also allow you to more accurately control postoperative medication and potentially gain additional knowledge points. It's a win-win-win situation!
"Senior brother, is this prescription kit okay?" Jie Han asked after writing the prescription.

Fang Ziye glanced at him up and down, then nodded: "Jiehan, your skills are fine, as long as you grasp the principles."

You need to carefully study the doctor's orders to understand the mechanism of medication and gain knowledge.

However, Jie Han didn't need to go through such painstaking work. As long as he didn't make any mistakes, there was no need to make everything perfect.

Even if there are flaws, that's a problem with the guidelines. Problems with the guidelines are for experts to consider revising, not for junior doctors. With that time, Jie Han could read more articles and find ideas for writing articles; that's the right path.

Upon hearing this, Jie Han nodded, clicked to submit the medical order, and said, "Senior brother, Senior Brother Li Yuanpei has gone to the intensive training class for operation practice."

Fang Ziye glanced sideways slightly: "Oh, it's nothing."

Striving for a doctoral opportunity is a highly competitive endeavor, with everyone using their own unique methods. As long as one doesn't resort to whistleblowing, fabricating facts to distort or disrupt the opponent's performance, they possess various other abilities—these are their own assets.

If Li Yuanpei had connections that reached the highest levels, such as relatives in the provincial party committee, then Fang Ziye accepted his fate and went to the foreign language institute to pursue a doctorate; it wasn't a big deal.

(End of this chapter)