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Chapter 172, First Draft (Please Subscribe)

These are, respectively, water foam suturing, closed suturing of a water-filled vascular model, and his ultimate technique for practicing materials: tension suturing of a rubber tube under traction.

"Ziye, this is all the practice materials we have in our hospital's skills training room. If your suturing skills are even better, then it's beyond my ability to teach you," Huang Kai said frankly, as if he were just admitting defeat.

But in his heart he thought, Fang Ziye is so young, he shouldn't be able to directly perform the reconnection and suturing of a severed tail artery.

However, Fang Ziye told Huang Kai the truth through his micro-expressions.

To be honest, Fang Ziye didn't come to the skills training room to practice his skills. He came to ask Huang Kai some more specific questions.

Huang Kai has a lot of competition experience and has won many awards.

"Uh~~~" Huang Kai was quite amused by Fang Ziye's expression.

However, Huang Kai managed to compose himself well, realizing that his request for Guo Yunlei to mentor Fang Ziye was purely wishful thinking, and that Fang Ziye did not need any additional coaching from him before the competition.

"Alright, Ziye, even if you came here specifically to see a joke, I'll just take it as a laughable performance." Huang Kai's lips twitched a few times before he repackaged his special practice bag.

Fang Ziye doesn't even need to practice, so his voluntary dedication is clearly wishful thinking.

"Brother Kai, actually, the main reason I came here is to ask you about some other things related to the competition. To be honest, I'm quite poor lately..." Fang Ziye certainly wouldn't laugh at Huang Kai, so he explained in a half-truthful way.

Fang Ziye was really poor; he even had to borrow money from his senior brother. How could he not be poor?
Moreover, the loan was given after he received an additional 10,000 yuan in support from his family, not during the process.

Even now, after last month's subsidies were paid out and the debts were settled, neither Zhongnan Hospital nor Enshi Central Hospital would issue subsidies this month. Currently, Fang Ziye only has about three or four hundred yuan in his wallet.

In addition, he still had more than 600 yuan in debt on Alipay. Fang Ziye thought he should try to hold on for now, and if he really couldn't, he could just buy some rice and vegetables and start cooking for himself since it was close to home...

Huang Kai carefully observed Fang Ziye's expression and, finding no mockery, felt a sense of relief.

He then asked, "Ziye, with your current strength, winning a third prize shouldn't be a problem. But if you want to win a second prize, you'll have to defeat a more outstanding senior from the previous generation."

"For example, Mr. Shen Tao in our department won first prize in the Youth Skills Competition last year, which was his last time participating in the competition."

"For example, your teacher Yuan Weihong also won first prize the year before last. It seems that Brother Wei didn't participate last year..."

Huang Kai has clearly participated in many such youth competitions.

Furthermore, he explained to Fang Ziye that, generally speaking, competitions that medical students can participate in are named after a competition.

If it's a competition that's not purely for medical students, or a competition that any associate professor can participate in, like a grand martial arts competition or a trial of the Dao, it sounds more prestigious.

"Thank you, Master Kai! Actually, I was just curious. Before, because I was too incompetent, my master wouldn't let me learn about these things at all, in order to discourage my Dao heart." Fang Ziye finally understood after listening.

The reason Yuan Weihong didn't let him participate in this youth skills competition was twofold: firstly, Yuan Weihong himself wanted to participate to earn money; secondly, Fang Ziye was simply too incompetent and might not even make it past the first round, which wouldn't look good.

Thirdly, Yuan Weihong might have been afraid that his students would think he was "incompetent" during the competition.

"Ziye, you're being too modest." Huang Kai and Fang Ziye had chatted for a while and had become quite familiar with each other, so Huang Kai joked and even fanned his nose.

“Brother Kai, it’s true. If I had known this beforehand, wouldn’t it be a bit redundant and scheming for me to come to you for so much information?” Fang Ziye took the initiative to tear away what Huang Kai thought was a fig leaf, and spoke frankly.

He came here not to learn anything from Huang Kai, but to ask him about other things.

"That's true. I don't think you're that kind of person, Ziye."

"But it doesn't matter. Participating in the competition won't improve your abilities, it will only broaden your horizons. Ziye, if you participate in the competition this time, you will definitely achieve good results."

"Ziye, if you have time, could you lend a hand and give some pointers to our hospital's junior resident trainees?" Huang Kai very tactfully offered Fang Ziye a place to practice.

"I wouldn't dare presume to offer guidance, but occasional exchanges are fine. Thank you, Mr. Kai."

"I have some other things to take care of, so I'll head back first. If you're free this weekend, Mr. Kai, we can have dinner together." Fang Ziye knew that he might have to trouble Huang Kai quite a bit more later.

Therefore, even if you are short of money, you should still treat others to meals when necessary.

"That's great! We can have a little more wine." Huang Kai stood up and made a drinking gesture towards his upturned lips.

Fang Ziye then bid farewell and left.

……

On his way home, Fang Ziye was deep in thought.

It's as if the small amount of money that might fall into your lap is about to fly away again.

Good heavens, Fang Ziye only just realized that the people who would be participating in the Youth Skills Competition wouldn't just be PhDs like himself. For example, attending physicians from his group, such as Qin Geluo, Li Nuo, and Zhang Zixi, would also be participating in the Youth Medical Skills Competition.

Based on the number of awards awarded this time, there will be one Special Prize winner, four First Prize winners, eight Second Prize winners, and sixteen Third Prize winners.

There were only thirteen recipients of the second prize and above.

These thirteen spots will basically be snapped up by the younger generation from Central South University, Hubei Provincial People's Hospital, Tongji Hospital, and Union Hospital. Only a few third-prize slots will remain, which some students might manage to squeeze into by sheer luck.

Leaving aside the others for now, Fang Ziye felt that even if he were to fight Qin Geluo in his own group, he would feel pressured.

Qin Geluo is thirty-three years old this year, two years younger than his teacher, but he is six years older than him after all. Moreover, during these six years, Qin Geluo has been working diligently in trauma surgery.

Qin Geluo and others were able to stay in the academy, which means they were already quite talented. With so many years of accumulation, Fang Ziye felt that the pressure of surpassing them would be enormous.

After all, even though they are both level 4 operations, there can be a significant difference in proficiency between them.

Who knows what Qin Geluo and the others are like...

Sure enough, even with this panel, it's still incredibly stressful to overcome so many classes and years to defeat your predecessors.

Since he couldn't figure it out, Fang Ziye decided to put it aside for the time being, stay in the clinic, acquire the necessary knowledge, and finish his article later.

Fang Ziye devoted his time to writing the article.

Writing this article is the most important task in the near future; there is no other...

"Master, I'll still complete my own tasks on time and in the required quantity. The number of surgeries and patients coming and going in the department is already on track..."

"okay."

Jie Han then returned a portion of the tasks that he had previously assigned to Fang Ziye.

Lan Tianluo is the fastest shooter in the group. Perhaps it's because Lan Tianluo's main task is to process data, which he is good at, so he can always complete the data visualization in the shortest time.

Furthermore, Lan Tianluo also told Fang Ziye that he was trying to find some information to mathematically analyze and deconstruct the models of the manual repositioning techniques that Fang Ziye had previously sent him.

But it's just an attempt, and there's no guarantee of success.

"Alright, Tianluo, you don't need to spend too much time on this. Do what you can. Our main task right now is still writing the article..."

Time flows like water.

For the next two weeks or so, just as Fang Ziye had predicted, the number of patients in the department was not very high.

The trauma medicine center at En City Central Hospital is not a strong department in En state, so getting patients there depends purely on luck.

Moreover, the number of emergency patients was not large, so Fang Ziye, the so-called chief resident assistant, was just a figurehead.

Just as Fang Ziye had predicted, apart from junior resident physicians like Mao Mao and Guo Yunlei calling him when they were on duty, it was impossible for other on-duty physicians to call him to the emergency department for an emergency consultation.

First, I can't bring myself to do it; second, I can't back up Fang Ziye's losses.

After all, Fang Ziye's professional title is lower than theirs. If they call Fang Ziye to take a look, they will have to clean up the mess that Fang Ziye might make due to a misdiagnosis.

Meanwhile, in clinical practice, thanks to the involvement of Director Wu Guonan and Shen Tao, things are proceeding in an orderly manner.

Fang Ziye's surgical opportunities were moderate, with few major operations, because Shen Tao's main task here was to train the young doctors, such as Xue Tao, in surgery.

Shen Tao also has his own teaching duties. He is not the kind of person who just goes through the motions. Instead, he wants to do something substantial, to gain more grassroots work experience for himself, and to leave something behind as a way of giving back to the Enshi Central Hospital that gave him the opportunity.

But Fang Ziye is very skilled at minor procedures. On the operating table, he can occasionally perform a manual reduction, or operate an internal fixation device. He can even hone his osteotomy skills when performing nonunion surgery and bone transport surgery.

Fang Ziye did not level up his bone-cutting technique too much because he learned from his interactions with his senior brother Wu Xuanqi that having too high an ability is not a good thing.

If you are too capable, others may feel embarrassed to demonstrate their teaching abilities in front of you and to share new things with you.

However, if your abilities are too weak, that won't work either, because others will think you lack comprehension.

For example, Wu Xuanqi had contact with so many people, so why did he choose Fang Ziye? Although Huang Haitao, the associate chief physician, played a part, it was also because Fang Ziye himself had good abilities and talent.

Under these circumstances, Fang Ziye managed to keep his skill point allocation progress at a level that was just right for Uncle Shen Tao to pay attention to, but not so much as to damage his Dao heart.

Although Shen Tao didn't provide Fang Ziye with new guidance or lead him to a state of 'transcendence' in understanding practical theory like Wu Xuanqi did, he still broadened Fang Ziye's horizons considerably. Even without any additional instruction, Fang Ziye's understanding of the basic theories of trauma surgery improved significantly.

At the same time, there are also a lot of learning points. The small operations I perform every day, plus the manual reduction of several fractures I did during four emergency shifts, mean that I can get about 40 learning points from clinical practice every day on average!
My income for half a month is 600. Even if I occasionally use my skills and spend some money, I still managed to save a full 500...

Of course, Fang Ziye's knowledge came not only from clinical practice, but also from his experience in the experimental group led by Director Zhang Mingcan. By observing the amazing operations of his two "junior brothers," Fang Ziye accumulated knowledge in just half a month that was no less than that gained from clinical practice.

That tells you just how outrageous this is.

However, Fang Ziye didn't just watch them make a fool of themselves. Instead, he let them operate the system and then provided guidance and corrections. This could be considered a form of giving back. Perhaps Du Hai and the other two didn't know what they had brought to Fang Ziye, but Fang Ziye himself was very clear about it.

As a result, Fang Ziye's current knowledge points balance has reached 2200+.

This amount of knowledge points made Fang Ziye feel very reassured.

With so much knowledge stored up, Fang Ziye felt that, barring any unforeseen events before the Provincial Youth Medical Skills Competition, he could aim to reach the level of four Level 4 skills to compete.

No matter how much you plead, you have to win the first prize for fun.

The first prize is 20,000 yuan.

Over the past two weeks, both Director Zhang Mingcan and Director Hong Du have spoken with Fang Ziye multiple times.

Mainly, Zhang Mingcan advised Fang Ziye to give up his position as chief resident and go to the laboratory instead, since his clinical duties weren't too demanding, and hoped that Fang Ziye could use all the money in the research group.

Director Zhang Mingcan even subtly hinted to Fang Ziye that he possessed something very special, and that if Fang Ziye used it properly, his path to becoming a professor would be smooth sailing.

However, Fang Ziye scoffed at Zhang Mingcan's statement.

Zhang Mingcan himself is not a professor, so how could he have such a thing in his possession?
Moreover, even if there were such opportunities, Fang Ziye felt that one should not accept undeserved rewards. He could go to the lab, but it was unnecessary to personally participate. Although Fang Ziye envied the money in the research group, he...
After learning the amount of money that Zhongnan Hospital had given to Fang Ziye, Zhang Mingcan fell into a deep silence again and never mentioned it again...

As for Chief Physician Hongdu's thoughts, he hopes that Fang Ziye can teach more in the Department of Trauma Surgery, perform more manual reduction techniques, and even, when the opportunity arises, hopes that Fang Ziye can go out and give a lecture.

Fang Ziye did not agree to this. Following the chief resident could bring Fang Ziye a lot of knowledge points and also help the emergency patients who came to the hospital for treatment, which was mainly to meet their treatment needs.

As for becoming famous and bringing honor to the department, that's something that Director Hongdu and the hospital's doctors should do. Even Shen Tao doesn't have the task of building an absolute reputation for the hospital, so Fang Ziye won't get involved.

Fang Ziye politely declined, citing his busy schedule and the teacher's other commitments.

Fang Ziye's clinical team was not Director Hongdu's team, and the people he came to were not from Hongdu, so he didn't need to be mindful of Hongdu's feelings. Therefore, although Director Hongdu felt regretful, he didn't really care.

If we're talking about people Fang Ziye is particularly close to, besides Shen Tao, the other person isn't Associate Chief Physician Xue Tao or Chief Physician Wu Guonan, but rather Huang Kai from the Hongdu Chief Physician Group...

"Hey, I've done a quick look at your group's discharge records, but the rest still need to be checked and signed by you, Kai-ye." Fang Ziye handed the stack of discharge records to Huang Kai after reviewing them.

Reviewing discharge medical records is one of the responsibilities of the attending resident, and Fang Ziye also had to do this at Zhongnan Hospital.

Although this won't earn knowledge points, it will increase Fang Ziye's knowledge and understanding of diseases, and he'll learn more about surgical procedures and treatment options...

"Pfft, I don't believe you for a second."

With a smirk, Brother Zui walked over and stood behind Fang Ziye. While personally relieving Fang Ziye's shoulder muscles, he said, "Ziye, what's the point of me looking at the medical records you've already seen?"

"Come here, let me rub it for you."

Fang Ziye slightly hunched his neck and then gently closed his eyes.

Huang Kai is very generous and easy-going. He doesn't flaunt his many awards in the department, but rather gets along very well with his junior doctors.

Needless to say, he treats people to meals and drinks, and his teaching is top-notch. Basically, all the young resident physicians in the hospital were trained by Huang Kai, so he treats every subordinate like a junior brother.

Of course, when interacting with Fang Ziye, it was more like looking after an older younger brother.

"Master Fang, that's enough, stop now." Huang Kai massaged for a while, and seeing that Fang Ziye was enjoying himself, he slapped Fang Ziye on the shoulder.

"Director Zhang hasn't contacted you again, has he?"

Fang Ziye shrugged his shoulders and said with a grin, "Brother Kai, to be honest, with your technique, you could open a massage parlor and make a fortune."

Fang Ziye didn't mention Director Zhang's matter again. Although he didn't know whether Huang Kai and Director Zhang had a good relationship, there was no need to speak ill of Director Zhang in front of Huang Kai.

Huang Kai crossed his arms and pouted arrogantly: "Bullshit! I wouldn't even go to the hospital to be the head of a ward and treat patients, and you want me to go out and give massages?"

"Can you afford this price?"

"By the way, Ziye, that amazing article your group wrote should be almost finished, right? I heard you say the day before yesterday that it was just a little bit away from the end." Huang Kai moved the medical record to a table, opened it to sign it, and leaned over to whisper, beginning his reverent gossip.

It is a form of reverence.

Fang Ziye smiled in response and nodded slightly.

"Holy crap! Ahhhhh!" Huang Kai didn't shout loudly, but his whole body trembled slightly as he emitted a very low, trembling sound.

(End of this chapter)