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Chapter 165 Skills Competition and Rendezvous with Er Tao (Please Subscribe)

In the evening, both Director Hongdu and Director Wu Guonan invited Fang Ziye to dinner.

However, Fang Ziye politely declined Director Hongdu's invitation.

Although I helped a lot in Director Hongdu's group today, I was assigned to Director Wu Guonan's group and will be working under Director Wu Guonan from now on, so it's not appropriate for me to break away from the organization like this.

Wu Guonan even advised Fang Ziye to have dinner with Director Hongdu, but Fang Ziye remained resolute.

Although the atmosphere in the department was very good, and Director Zhang, Director Wu, and former Director Hongdu got along very well, it was still the most appropriate thing for me to eat with Wu Guonan.

While waiting for the meal, Fang Ziye asked Luo Tingzhu for some competition tips.

Although Luo Tingzhu has never participated in orthopedic skills competitions, she has won many good awards in medical record competitions and internal medicine operation competitions, especially in the National Medical Student Skills Competition.

Moreover, the experienced Luo Tingzhu also gave Fang Ziye a lot of guidance.

For example, if you want to participate in the competition, you should first find out which group you are in, and it would be best to find out which are the key competition operations in the subgroup. You can ask the organizers about these things in advance.

Fang Ziye didn't need to go elsewhere to ask; he asked right there on the spot.

It was discovered that this year's trauma surgery subspecialty competition included five events: incision, suturing, debridement, hemostasis, and osteotomy!
"What about the percentage of marks?"

"Senior, you'd better ask about the weighting and percentage of the score. Generally speaking, in trauma surgery, debridement and hemostasis have a higher weighting than incision and suturing. In hand surgery, suturing and hemostasis have a higher weighting than incision and debridement."

"Osteotomy is a specialized skill, so it's definitely the one with the highest score and the biggest score differential." Luo Tingzhu was indeed experienced.

Fang Ziye asked another question.

Wu Guonan, who was to Fang Ziye's left, laughed and looked at Wang Zhongxing: "Little Wang, you're in for a bit of bad luck this time."

"Ziye has obviously never participated in a competition before. He suddenly came in. What if you don't even get a thousand yuan?"

In the group, the only one qualified to participate is Wang Zhongxing with a big beard.

Speaking of which, Wang Zhongxing's excessive body hair is truly unbelievable.

In the mornings, he always had his beard neatly shaved, but now it's covered in black stubble.

Of course, resident doctors like Huang Yunxiao can also participate in the competition. However, for ordinary resident doctors, participating in the competition is just for show. They might barely get a third prize in their third year of residency, which would be considered good.

After all, it involves all doctors under the age of 35 in the entire province.

There are no longer subgroups such as young physicians, graduate students, and residents.

"There's nothing we can do about it, Director Wu. It's all about participation."

“Actually, if Xiao Fang were to take the prize money, I would be the first to accept it, and I would even shout ‘666’ (a Chinese internet slang for “awesome”). Wang Zhongxing said in a loud voice.

His burly face was mixed with a fawning expression.

Huang Yunxiao looked at Fang Ziye and said, "Brother Ye is participating, so he's guaranteed at least a third prize, and has a very good chance of getting a second prize. Who knows, he might even win a first prize of 1 yuan?"

"What if it breaks out and we win the grand prize, taking home 5 yuan? Then we can freeload off them!"

Huang Yunxiao doesn't expect to win any awards.

Joking aside, Wu Guonan, as a chief physician in trauma surgery, was still fairly aware of the corresponding scoring coefficients.

Just as Luo Tingzhu had predicted, the coefficient for debridement accounted for 0.3, while osteotomy accounted for 0.5.

As for incision and suturing, they only account for 0.1% of the weight in trauma surgery competitions.

After this explanation, Wu Guonan reassured her, "Xiao Fang, you don't need to worry about this. In fact, the reason why the weight of the osteotomy procedure was increased is actually beneficial to you."

"Osteotomy is a procedure that is usually performed by doctors who have already started working. Even in teaching hospitals, only associate chief physicians have the authority to perform it."

"Of course, even if you reach the level of associate chief physician, you'll probably just be there for an exchange, and you won't actually win an award in the end."

"It's a scoring system that's more like a friendly competition. Generally speaking, our trauma surgery skills competitions tend to focus more on discovering promising young people."

Fang Ziye felt that he could try for the first prize, but there was no need to go all out for the ten thousand yuan of a first prize.

Yuan Weihong said it well.

Three to five thousand might seem like a lot now, but after five years of work, you might think it's just so-so. And after ten years, three to five thousand might just be a small number.

Therefore, ability is the most crucial factor.

"Director Wu, are there any other perks? Like opportunities for further study outside, or professors recommending you for private training programs?" Fang Ziye asked.

This is the point that Fang Ziye is more concerned about.

According to Luo Tingzhu's information, Fang Ziye knew that sometimes, such skills competitions could provide these opportunities, which was very important.

Training courses were no stranger to Fang Ziye. His classmate, Li Yuanpei, was a big spender and frequently attended various training courses, which naturally boosted his abilities. During his master's studies, he was able to focus more on writing articles.

However, some private training classes are not necessarily accessible just because you have money.

For example, some academicians or top figures might take a weekend to lead a private training class for a few young people.

They were all qualified young people, and the content they taught and preached was a closely guarded secret, with very little basic information.

If Fang Ziye were still in Han City, he wouldn't have paid any attention to this point.

However, after being fed by Dr. Wu Xuanqi and Chief Physician Hong Du, Fang Ziye learned that when one possesses abilities or theories close to the current upper limit of medical capabilities, the amount of knowledge points one can obtain is enormous. Naturally, Fang Ziye also became very interested in other operational ceilings.

Moreover, the theory must be sound in addition to the practical application.

Theory guides practice, and even pushes the limits of practice; this is the right way to truly unlock the path to acquiring knowledge.

"I don't think we have any this year."

"No, we don't have that." Wu Guonan shook his head.

He continued, "Generally, to promise such a prize, one would have to be someone of Professor Deng Yong's caliber, Dr. Fang. How could our Enshi possibly obtain such a quota?"

"It's good enough to have money."

"But for some resident trainees and master's students in small hospitals, this is a great opportunity to get in touch with their doctoral supervisors in advance."

“After all, they are young people from within the province.” Wu Guonan realized he had been a bit too talkative as he said this.

The opportunity to pursue a doctorate is worthless to Fang Ziye. He is about to enroll in a doctoral program, so why would he need another opportunity?

Amidst the laughter and conversation, the dishes were gradually served.

However, when Xue Tao saw the message on his phone, his expression suddenly changed.

After a slight surprise, he said, "Holy crap, Director Wu, Teacher Shen has arrived at Enshi Station and asked me for my address. He said he wants to take a taxi over for a free meal."

Upon hearing this, Wu Guonan's expression slightly twisted.

"When was this information released? Why didn't you say so earlier?" Wu Guonan asked seriously, clearly showing respect for Shen Tao.

Fang Ziye, Wang Zhongxing, and the others quickly composed themselves and listened quietly to the arrangements and conversation between the two.

Fang Ziye, however, was rather puzzled.

Logically, after Shen Tao was transferred to the prefecture-level city hospital, he was supposed to be in the same group as Director Hong Du. According to the department, if the goal was truly to transform the trauma surgery center at Enshi Central Hospital into a purely trauma center...

Then it can only be Huang Kai, Cao Zhen, and others who step up.

The others were all newcomers to the field and not entirely dedicated, so when Shen Tao came down to provide targeted assistance, he was essentially pulled over by Director Hongdu.

Director Hongdu is also hosting a dinner party today. Which group in the department isn't busy lately?
In such a busy situation, which director wouldn't be willing to open their wallet and treat someone to a meal?

Xue Tao also felt a little wronged: "Director Wu, I don't know what's going on with the message I just received. If I had known it was like this earlier, I would have driven to pick up Teacher Shen."

"Could it be that what Director Zhang said last month about Professor Shen Tao possibly switching groups this month is true?"

Upon hearing this, Wu Guonan put down his chopsticks and said, "Then let's wait a bit. Send the address first!"

"It's definitely too late to go pick them up now."

After speaking, Director Wu Guonan stood up and made a phone call to Shen Tao, but the content of their conversation was not heard by the others.

Xue Tao and the others then began to look at each other in bewilderment.

Wang Zhongxing couldn't suppress his doubts and asked, "Brother Tao, is Professor Shen Tao really coming to our group? How could Director Zhang possibly convince Director Hongdu to switch Professor Shen Tao over?"

If Xue Tao could understand this, he would probably be a director by now, so he simply shook his head.

"We might only understand after Professor Shen Tao arrives..."

...The Enshi Central Hospital is not far from the Enshi Railway Station, about a 20-minute drive.

Fang Ziye also came downstairs with the crowd to greet them.

A man got out of the back seat of the ride-hailing car. His bald patch was quite large, much taller than Fang Ziye's mentor, Yuan Weihong.

His face looked very cheerful, and he was all smiles at that moment.

Wearing a backpack, a jacket, jeans, and sneakers, he was in a pretty good mood.

After getting off the bus, he smiled and first touched his bald spot, then pulled a white hat over his shoulder from the side of his backpack.

"Brother Nan, you look a bit haggard after not seeing you for several days." Shen Tao called Wu Guonan "Brother Nan," not "Director Wu."

"Professor Shen, I'm so sorry, you should have told me sooner so that Xiao Tao could have picked you up." Wu Guonan reached out to shake hands.

Unexpectedly, Shen Tao said directly, "I wouldn't dare. How could I, Xiao Tao, trouble Brother Da Tao to come and pick me up?"

"If our Tao family hears this, they'll say I'm setting a bad example. That would be terrible."

Shen Tao joked that he probably encountered too many people with the same name but different surnames as him throughout his life, and the name Tao is still commonly used even in this day and age.

Shen Tao is about to be promoted to associate professor. Although he is only an associate chief physician and not yet an associate professor, he is usually called Professor Shen Tao.

Xue Tao quickly said he didn't dare, "Teacher Shen, please don't tease me. You are Brother Tao, and I am Xiao Tao."

Xue Tao's professional level is higher than Shen Tao's; he is an associate chief physician. When Shen Tao first arrived, Xue Tao would occasionally think that Shen Tao might not be as capable as he thought.

But it wasn't until Shen Tao had been in the department for a month or two that Xue Tao was completely convinced.

This guy is in no way inferior to Yuan Weihong in terms of professional skills. He just has much better background experience than Yuan Weihong at Zhongnan Hospital, so he quickly and smoothly embarked on the path of promotion and salary increases.

After exchanging pleasantries, Fang Ziye also introduced himself.

Shen Tao said, "I know you, Ziye. I've heard about you often."

Fang Ziye's eyes became unfocused.

"Thanks to your master, I'm almost developing 'childhood syndrome'," Shen Tao said with a conflicted expression.

"Uh~~~" Fang Ziye was immediately embarrassed.

No wonder he's my own master; he's even drawing hatred to the neighboring hospital.

Seeing Fang Ziye's awkward expression, Shen Tao said, "However, I still have a good impression of you. After all, neither you nor I follow the path of pure strength, unlike your master, who can only rely on strength to make a living."

Although Shen Tao was indirectly implying that Yuan Weihong was ugly, Fang Ziye didn't dare to respond or explain.

The hatred was instigated by Yuan Weihong, and the brotherhood was also forged by Yuan Weihong himself. Even if he cursed Yuan Weihong a few times, he still had to respectfully call him "Uncle-Master".

"Greetings, Uncle-Master." Fang Ziye recognized his place in the family.

"How about this? I can supervise doctoral students now, and transferring doctoral students within the university is very easy. You!" Shen Tao put his arm around Fang Ziye's shoulder and whispered this in his ear, hoping to pry out Fang Ziye's rebellious nature.

Fang Ziye's movements froze slightly.

"what?"

"Just kidding, don't be nervous."

"It's very good, very good." Shen Tao nodded, and then followed Wu Guonan into the private dining room.

On the way, Shen Tao was still complaining: "Last night, Yuan Weihong was drinking and talking about Ziye in my ear. I'm going to break him off with him."

"It's so abominable."

Upon hearing this, Wu Guonan instantly understood what Shen Tao meant...

During the meal, Wu Guonan asked Shen Tao about his future arrangements and plans.

Shen Tao said that before he left, he had already made arrangements with Director Zhang to be in Director Wu's group this month, and barring any unforeseen circumstances, he would continue to be in Director Wu's group for the next few months.

Director Zhang made that suggestion, and Shen Tao didn't understand why either.

"Director Wu, you won't mind if I talk too much, will you?" Shen Tao knew his own shortcomings and pointed them out directly.

"Professor Shen, look at what you're saying. We're all just hoping you'll come and teach us." Wu Guonan said seriously, his face solemn.

However, Shen Tao was a little timid: "Director Wu, please don't say that. It's already good enough that I and a few brothers were showing off for a while. You don't need to expose our arrogance directly."

Shen Tao still held the directors of municipal hospitals in high regard.

Maybe we just can't beat them...

Then the conversation turned to all sorts of things; when you're drinking and chatting, you can talk about anything.

They talked about everything from Fang Ziye's girlfriend to Huang Yunxiao's plans to have children—things that had absolutely nothing to do with each other.

After leaving the banquet, Fang Ziye and Shen Tao lived in the same residential complex, but in different buildings.

Doctors like Shen Tao, who are part of the counterpart support program, should normally live in dormitories. However, the orthopedics department has relatively good financial resources, so they rented an apartment directly, regularly hiring someone to change the sheets every month and have someone clean it every week. The apartment has been vacant for a year.

It's all to make sure the teachers who come down here have a comfortable place to stay.

"See you tomorrow, Xiao Fang. I'm a little sleepy, I'm going to bed." Shen Tao said casually, yawning as he said goodbye to Fang Ziye.

"Goodbye, Teacher Shen." Fang Ziye changed back to Teacher Shen and stopped calling him Uncle-Master.

Yuan Weihong and Shen Tao have a good relationship, but they are not direct disciples. The term "uncle-disciple" can be used occasionally, but there is no need to use it all the time.

On his way back, Fang Ziye calculated the ratio of knowledge points to patient expenses in clinical practice, and the final summary is as follows.

The ratio of RMB to knowledge points for manual reduction of joint dislocation is approximately 50-60:1!

The ratio of conventional manual reduction for fractures is 30-40:1!

However, if a special type of repositioning technique is used, then a terrifying 3:1 or even 2:1 ratio can be achieved.
The cost of manual reduction surgery for fractures at Enshi Central Hospital varies depending on the degree of reduction, with three levels: small, medium, and large, each costing around 100-300 yuan.

If it's a special type of fracture that requires manual reduction, then you might gain over a hundred knowledge points!

Damn it, he's a money-grubber.

Fang Ziye chuckled to himself as he did the calculations.

Immediately afterwards, Fang Ziye slipped into the elevator and began to check the news about the second quarterly orthopedic film review meeting in Hubei Province and the Hubei Provincial Young Physicians Skills Competition.

However, during his investigation, Fang Ziye only knew that the time was in mid-May. He didn't know whether the Enzhou Medical Association hadn't dealt with the specific details yet or hadn't figured it out, so he had no clue.

Fang Ziye paid attention to it because he learned that the grand prize was worth 5 yuan!

A prize of 5 is quite substantial.

Even if some senior attending physicians participate, it's all basic skills anyway. Fang Ziye felt that his three or four level 4 proficiency skills were not enough to win the grand prize.

If Level 4 isn't enough, then keep adding knowledge points to make up for it.

Basic skills are all very practical. For example, osteotomy is very common in trauma surgery.

Unable to find it, Fang Ziye stopped worrying about it, glanced at the unread messages, and began to clean them up.

There are images of experimental results from Luo Tingzhu that could make anyone envious, as well as questions from her junior colleagues and relevant articles from the discussion group within the small research group.

Fang Ziye quickly apologized in the group chat.

In the past few days, I've been so busy with clinical work that I've neglected my writing and haven't made much progress.

However, the content in the corresponding author's email that Yuan Weihong shared showed that Fang Ziye's previously completed article had already been published. This was a meta-analysis article that Fang Ziye had actually produced himself, which to some extent represented Fang Ziye's speed of improvement.

"I'm sorry to have made you laugh, Master and my two junior brothers," Fang Ziye said modestly.

However, no one in the group replied to his statement, as if they had tacitly agreed to it.

Everyone knows each other well, so there's no need for flattery.

They are all diligently writing.

It wasn't until half an hour later that Lan Tianluo replied to Fang Ziye with a message regarding the points Fang Ziye had made that afternoon...

Time is fragmented, but I break it up like a flower, busy yet fulfilling.

(End of this chapter)