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Chapter 234 This child has been easy to manage since he was little (Please subscribe)
Qin Geluo is the chief healer in the group, but his own cutting technique is not even at level 4.

Fortunately, Qin Geluo's competition was a few rounds before Fang Ziye's. Otherwise, Qin Geluo felt that he might have been pressured by Fang Ziye and forced himself to cut his score, ultimately resetting it to zero and possibly failing to achieve a top-twenty ranking.

Upon hearing this, Fang Ziye blinked and said, "Brother Luo, that's a bit of a stretch. How could Brother Luo possibly be a stepping stone for me?"

At this moment, Wang Yuanqi and the others dared not speak at all.

Even though Wang Yuanqi was secretly excited about his 21st place finish in the first round, he didn't dare show it.

Yan Zhiming and the others dared not speak, but just looked at Qin Geluo, wondering how they should comfort him.

Fang Ziye is, after all, his junior brother. Now that he has achieved better results than Qin Geluo, and with their teacher not around, if Qin Geluo comes looking for him, wouldn't he be the one to be bullied?

Fortunately, Qin Geluo took it in stride: "Fortunately, my grades are slightly better than Xiao Nuo's!"

"Ziye, keep pushing forward, get stronger as you can. I estimate that my current ranking has already reached its peak," Qin Geluo said.

Open incision is not the most fundamental skill in trauma surgery. If you fall behind in this area, it will be extremely difficult to catch up later!

However, Qin Geluo knew that Fang Ziye had a great chance.

The core basic skills of trauma surgery are hemostasis and debridement, as well as suturing and incision, which are actually secondary. There are not many people who can reach the level of Fang Ziye.

It's even possible that people like Zhang Zixi and Nie Xuehua might not even reach level 4!

Especially in suturing, very few people who are not hand surgeons reach level 4. Once the second round is over, Fang Ziye's overall score will probably surprise many people.

"Brother Luo, thank you for your encouragement. I'll try my best." Fang Ziye wasn't embarrassed at all.

He simply didn't want to stir up trouble with words in front of Qin Geluo; it didn't mean Fang Ziye felt guilty.

It's my own ability, I'm completely honest, I didn't steal or rob, I just opened a shop, what's the big deal?
Fang Ziye's performance in the first round was not particularly outstanding; he only ranked seventh.

The first place winner was not Ning Jindong, who participated in the first round, but Pang Shu, who won the highest special prize.

Then came Ning Jindong, and Chen Tailin from Tongji Hospital were both ranked after Ning Jindong, which shows that Ning Jindong's talent is truly remarkable.

All three of them scored 80+ in the first round!

Fourth place goes to Wu Xuanqi, an acquaintance of Fang Ziye. Wu Xuanqi's cutting technique is only slightly better than Fang Ziye's in terms of proficiency. He scored as high as 77 in the first round, while Fang Ziye only scored 73!

Pang Shu from Union Hospital, Ning Jindong from the Provincial Central Hospital, Chen Tailin from Tongji Hospital, Wu Xuanqi from Tongji Hospital, Zeng Tai from the Provincial People's Hospital, Fang Ziye from Zhongnan Hospital, Zhang Wenshang from the Provincial People's Hospital, Nie Xuehua from Zhongnan Hospital, Xing Fang from Union Hospital, Zhang Zixi from Zhongnan Hospital, Guo Haichao from Tongji Hospital, Dong Zhou from the First Affiliated Hospital of Three Gorges University...

Those who rank in the top twelve in the first round of examinations, all scoring above 70 points, and whose incision skills reach level 4, are considered outstanding young doctors.

"What a pity! Actually, Wu Chengwen's hemostasis and wound cleaning skills are quite good, but he was eliminated in the first round."

"This kind of competition is actually a bit unfair." While Qin Geluo and the others were gathered together discussing the competition results, Nie Xuehua next to Zhang Zixi complained in this way.

Upon hearing this, Zhang Zixi first offered a few words of comfort to Wu Chengwen.

Wu Chengwen is Professor Dong Yaohui's doctoral student and is in the same cohort as Wang Yuanqi. This time, he didn't even make it into the top 32, and he is feeling a bit disappointed.

However, there are quite a few people who feel lost like this.

Even some young people were so disheartened that they sat on chairs on the side, listlessly looking around, as if processing their own unique emotions.

But at this time, no one will care about their feelings.

Zhang Zixi then said, "Chengwen, don't be disappointed. This is a competition. The purpose of a competition is to have those who advance and those who don't. If everyone advances, then it's not a competition anymore."

"We still need to be doctors, not professional athletes. And it's mainly the organizers who..."

In a competition, it's about winning or losing at a particular moment, not about your overall ability. It's about your performance on the day, and the rules are what they are.

"Ziye did a good job." After saying that, Zhang Zixi changed the subject and looked in the direction where Fang Ziye was.

Although it was expected that Fang Ziye would definitely make it into the top sixteen for the second prize, no one expected that he would actually make it into the top six in the first round. His result was even better than both him and Nie Xuehua.

Qin Geluo immediately put on a dramatic act: "Brother Zixi, come here, give me a hug and comfort me."

"Damn it, it's like none of us need comforting." Zhang Zixi rolled her eyes as she looked at Qin Geluo, who had turned into a bit of a goofball.

Fang Ziye's ranking suddenly became higher than theirs; it wasn't just one person who was hurt...

"It should be able to turn over this afternoon." After hugging Qin Geluo, Nie Xuehua patted him and asked.

Upon hearing this, Qin Geluo almost cried: "Brother Xuehua, he might have to lie down this afternoon. Suturing is Ziye's area of ​​expertise."

"Huh?" Zhang Zixi's eyes widened.

"Oh! That's right." The two then realized.

It seems so; even hand surgeons have been vying for their staff.

However, since they weren't in the same group as Fang Ziye, they had almost forgotten about it.

After this experience, Fang Ziye immediately ran away after the draw for the second match in the afternoon.

"Hey? Aren't you waiting for the results?" Nie Xuehua's afternoon competition was in the last round. After watching Fang Ziye's suturing operation, she subconsciously wanted to grab Fang Ziye and wait for his good results together.

"Brother Hua, no, my master is on his way. I'm from Enshi, it wouldn't be right if I didn't go to pick him up in person."

"I won't look at my grades this afternoon." Fang Ziye immediately made his escape.

Moreover, it gave Nie Xuehua a reason she couldn't refuse.

If it's to see the teacher, it might be considered disrespectful to Nie Xuehua. It's like saying, "Hey, you're the teacher, so you can just ignore me when I'm looking for you?"

However, since the teacher had come from afar, it was Fang Ziye's duty to greet him, which was a student's way of showing filial piety. It was really hard to say anything about it. Even if Nie Xuehua was arrogant, or even if it was Professor Deng Yong, it was hard to say that Fang Ziye didn't need to pick up Yuan Weihong!
Four p.m.

At Enshi Railway Station, Fang Ziye finally greeted his master at the entrance. With his bag on his back, he walked out of the station exit, his face beaming.

Fang Ziye quickly stepped forward and said, "Master, let me carry the bag."

"You haven't had lunch yet, have you? Let's go get something to eat together."

Yuan Weihong arrived in Enshi at four o'clock, and he must have set off before noon, considering the total time spent on the journey.

"Okay!" Yuan Weihong moved his arms to let Fang Ziye take off his schoolbag.

Then he rubbed Fang Ziye's buzz cut and said, "You've been doing really well since you came to Enshi. I just received a few calls about you."

“One of them is Shen Tao’s. The reason Shen Tao called was that he said it was his younger brother and he wanted to discuss your matter with him again.”

"Master!"

"Isn't this because you taught me well?"

"Fortunately, I discovered that the teachers who performed the suturing demonstration surgery and the teachers Wu Xuanqi and Pang Shu who participated in the first round of the competition also seemed to have similar suturing skills."

"I quickly made my escape. Otherwise, I definitely wouldn't be able to get out of here now," Fang Ziye explained, while touching his ear.

"Do you know why?" Yuan Weihong was overjoyed when he heard Fang Ziye say it was because his master taught him well.

Then I heard that Fang Ziye didn't even show up for the afternoon competition, yet his overall score ranked second! Even if it was just a one-day, or one-afternoon, temporary ranking.

This is not something that ordinary people can achieve.

Thinking about the messages his younger colleagues in his department had sent, Yuan Weihong really wanted to explain more to Fang Ziye.

"Master, please speak." Fang Ziye was very well-behaved, ready to listen attentively.

"Incision and debridement ultimately involve cutting, so they can have a similar auxiliary effect. However, suturing and incision involve completely different tools and procedures."

"This is related to the underlying operational logic of surgical procedures."

"It's like puncture. Someone who is good at suturing may not be proficient in puncture, even though both use needles."

"However, incision and debridement are actually inseparable in essence," Yuan Weihong patiently explained.

"Suturing is not an absolutely core basic skill in our trauma surgery. Generally, apart from associate professors and professors, very few people can reach a high level of proficiency."

"I originally thought you wouldn't even make it past the first round, so I didn't explain much to you. I just thought you could broaden your horizons. I never expected you to make it to the third round."

"The third round, that's the top sixteen, right?"

"Top sixteen, second prize is practically guaranteed," Yuan Weihong said, rubbing his hands together.

"Master, this way, I've already picked out a place to eat. Let's just go there!" Fang Ziye said as he led Yuan Weihong into the car he had chartered.

It took two hours and two trips, costing 300 yuan.

It wasn't cheap, but there was no other way. Yuan Weihong wasn't at the level where Enshi Central Hospital could provide him with a car to pick him up and drop him off at any time, so Fang Ziye had to pay for it to show his filial piety.

"Look, the phone's ringing again." Yuan Weihong took out his phone and showed it to Fang Ziye as he got into the car.

After the call connected, Yuan Weihong's tone was surprisingly subdued: "Ning Jindong, you're actually making phone calls to probe the truth? That's quite rare."

Yuan Weihong had the speakerphone on, so Fang Ziye could hear Ning Jindong's astonished voice: "I heard Fang Ziye is your student, only twenty-seven years old this year? What's going on, Brother Wei?"

"You're asking me how I did it? I'll tell you, and you guess?"

Yuan Weihong began: "Well, actually I don't know what happened either. I just let him grow up naturally. He's always been easy to raise. I haven't done anything for him, and he doesn't even go to private tutoring classes..."

(End of this chapter)