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Chapter 358 A Boring View? (Second Update, Please Subscribe)
After Yuan Weihong took off his clothes, he asked Fang Ziye why he had such a high level of skill and why Professor Deng Yong had arranged for Yuan Weihong to teach Fang Ziye fracture surgery. Fang Ziye then told Yuan Weihong the truth.

Yuan Weihong nodded, not angry, and left very calmly.

From Professor Deng Yong's perspective, he is indeed qualified to say this to Fang Ziye. He hopes that Fang Ziye will not be overly ambitious, after all, Yuan Weihong is Fang Ziye's mentor.

And Deng Yong's "what he thought" became "what he thought he thought," and now Yuan Weihong is in the operating room, so frightened that his tongue is crooked once, speechless and choked up countless times, his two feet and ten toes digging out a four-bedroom, one-living room apartment multiple times.

What did Yuan Weihong do?
There was shock at the operating room door, the helpers draped the sheets, then my pupils contracted inside the operating room, and then again when I looked at the C-arm projector outside the operating room. I said a few words, and that was it.

It was a complete waste of a sterile surgical gown and increased the cost of sterilization in the operating room.

As soon as Yuan Weihong left, Jie Han beamed with joy, and Fang Ziye gradually calmed down as well.

Fang Ziye had done his best in everything he did. He could even put on a show of prowess in front of Professor Deng Yong, making people question their existence at crucial moments.

However, when faced with Yuan Weihong, Fang Ziye couldn't bear to discourage his young and qualified mentor.

By making things clear in advance, Yuan Weihong was mentally prepared, and everything was explained clearly, which also allowed the teacher to see his excellence.

"Slow down. The first step in suprapatellar approach intramedullary nailing of the tibia is to make an incision. It's a flexible application of open surgery in clinical practice. Keep your hand steady. Your open surgery technique is now up to the standard of the break-in practice room that is benchmarked against for master's students, so there's no problem."

"Don't be nervous..." Fang Ziye patiently instructed.

Jie Han nodded, gradually calming down.

……

In the main operating room of the trauma surgery department, Yuan Weihong adjusted his hat and stepped through the automatic sensor door into the operating room.

On the operating table, the team members working tirelessly paid no attention to Yuan Weihong. However, the master's and doctoral students who were standing with him off the table saw Yuan Weihong and quickly came over to curry favor!

"Brother Wei, your surgery hasn't started yet, right? Do you need an assistant?" Li Yuanpei stood at attention, looking rather silly and lively.

In the operating room, there are far more monks than porridge. Li Yuanpei is now a second-year doctoral student, and the opportunities to be arranged and fed are not as good as when he was a third-year master's student.

Now, Senior Brother Yan Zhiming is about to enter his third year of doctoral studies. After the other two senior brothers graduate, the priority for the first operation opportunity in the group will fall to Senior Brother Yan Zhiming.

If Li Yuanpei wants to make more moves, he can only resort to begging.

This is still considered good. If Luo Tingzhu hadn't been so determined to change her major, Li Yuanpei would probably be sidelined now. Given Professor Deng Yong's doting on Luo Tingzhu, he probably would have had just as many opportunities as Yan Zhiming.

Therefore, Li Yuanpei was very willing to proactively surrender to Yuan Weihong in exchange for a small opportunity to maneuver.

"They've all stepped down, but the stage hasn't started yet? Sigh..." Yuan Weihong said with deep emotion, then patted the shoulder of a master's student sitting under the operating room timer panel, who very considerately gave up his seat.

Professor Deng Yong, the surgeon, paused briefly, straightened up, and while easing his neck and shoulder joints, asked, "Are you off the stage already?"

"You haven't even been gone from my position for 25 minutes, and you're already counting the time you've been disinfecting and laying out towels?"

"What happened?" Deng Yong asked.

Yuan Weihong looked at Deng Yong with a complicated expression, his upper eyelids drooping, and he said with a wry smile, "Teacher Deng, Ziye is too strong. I really have no way to deal with him."

"Let alone teaching, the reverse might also work."

Yuan Weihong's bittersweet words didn't seem fake, instantly making everyone in the operating room tense up, followed by a series of gasps.

Is Yuan Weihong awesome or not?
You can't tell from inside the operating room.

The Special Prize for Young Trauma Surgeons two years ago—that speaks volumes about his skill! Compared to his peers, Yuan Weihong's surgical skills appear exceptional.

"Huh?" Deng Yong couldn't help but recall what Fang Ziye had told him before.

Then I became curious.

This was the first time Deng Yong had placed particular emphasis on Fang Ziye's surgical skills.

Surgery is ultimately about operations; procedures are just procedures. Surgery is a whole process. Even the most skilled individual procedures were, in Deng Yong's view, just minor tricks.

Moreover, from Deng Yong's perspective, whether it's Yuan Weihong's breakthrough doctoral training room or Fang Ziye's breakthrough master's training room, a benchmark is needed to truly appreciate their prowess.

For example, an amateur 7-dan level player in Go is considered the ceiling by ordinary people, but if you are playing in front of a top national player like Ke Jie, he might find it really embarrassing, but he can't say it outright.

During my master's studies, my supervisor saw me as an adorable Teletubby, and that's no joke.

"I'll go check on it after I get off the stage. Anyway, I've prepared three fracture surgery demonstrations for today..." Deng Yong kept it in mind, then lowered his head and continued performing the surgery.

This reconstruction of a pelvic defect requires a great deal of effort and also involves the placement of 3D printing materials, so it cannot be taken lightly.

After Deng Yong became engrossed in the surgery, Li Yuanpei and the others became curious and asked Yuan Weihong, "Brother Ye, are you that skilled now? You're going to finish the fracture surgery so quickly?"

Li Yuanpei vividly remembered when Yuan Weihong left. He really wanted Yuan Weihong to take him with him, but Yuan Weihong ultimately took his student Jie Han instead.

As is understandable, Li Yuanpei was not angry, but he still felt regretful.

Twenty minutes later, Yuan Weihong returned. "Not bad. You all need to learn more from Ziye, especially his repositioning technique. You should learn more from him and ask him for advice."

"Even if you can learn just one-tenth of the skill, it will be of great benefit to your future work or your surgical training." This time, Yuan Weihong was promoting Fang Ziye in a relatively formal manner in the operating room, like a peddler selling melons.

Now is the right time. Fang Ziye has graduated from Professor Deng Yong's program and is now the chief resident in the group. Promoting Fang Ziye at this point is not just bragging.

Li Yuanpei nodded in agreement. The other junior disciples followed suit.

Li Yuanpei then added, "Everyone should remember what Brother Wei said. Xiong Jinhuan from Professor Han's group next door hangs out with Brother Ye every day. We have the advantage of being close to him, so don't be afraid to be shameless."

"As the saying goes, women are afraid of being pestered. We can try to see if men are afraid of being pestered..." Li Yuanpei, who is now gradually approaching the position of the leader in the group, naturally started to joke.

……

Fifty minutes later, Professor Deng Yong finally finished the key procedures of the surgery. He carefully looked at the structural diagram of the reconstructed pelvis, tilted his head and thought for a moment, then nodded: "It should be almost done. Qin Geluo, you are responsible for the reconstruction and suturing of the soft tissue structure in the pelvis. Leave the rest to Yan Zhiming as much as possible."

"Yan Zhiming is also very good. It's probably because Wang Yuanqi was around before that Zhiming was somewhat overlooked."

Upon hearing this, Yan Zhiming was deeply moved and said, "Master, there is still a certain gap between my clinical skills and those of my senior brother Yuan Qi."

Qin Geluo then said to Deng Yong, "Professor Deng, Yan Zhiming's research ability is several levels better than Yuan Qi's. In terms of output, he is even better than Dong Wenqiang and Xue Cao."

"To have made such great progress as a professional PhD is truly commendable."

Deng Yong nodded, took a few steps back, and wanted to pat Yan Zhiming on the shoulder, but then realized that his student was still on the operating table, so he said, "Things in the group are more comfortable now than they were two years ago. And the situation isn't as dire as it used to be."

"Everyone should work hard in moderation, spend money when necessary, rest when needed, consider future plans, and take care of their health."

"Times have changed, and the opportunities you face are different too."

After giving this hint, Deng Yong said no more.

But Qin Geluo mentioned to everyone on stage that the emergency trauma center was about to be established and that a large number of people were needed. Yan Zhiming and the others felt that the opportunity was relatively plentiful and became very motivated...

When Deng Yong took Yuan Weihong away from the main operating room to the branch operating room, he found that the lights in the operating room were off.

Not to mention Fang Ziye and Jie Han, even the anesthesiologist and circulating nurse who were responsible for the cleanup were nowhere to be found.

"What the hell?" Deng Yong asked, looking at Yuan Weihong.

Everyone's gone, what's the point of watching this?

Did Yuan Weihong bring him to the wrong place?
Yuan Weihong's heart tightened, and he quickly dialed Fang Ziye's number, turning his head to explain, "Professor Deng, it's possible the operating room has been reassigned. Let me check..."

"Hey, Ziye, where are you?"

"Emergency Department?"

What about your two fracture surgeries?

"All done?" Yuan Weihong's eyes nearly bulged out of their sockets, and he started cursing.
"You had three surgeries, and you finished them all in just 56 minutes after I left?"

Next to Yuan Weihong, Professor Deng Yong's steps trembled slightly, and he shuddered, clearly a little frightened.

Three surgeries? This is surgery, not taking three dumps.

The speed is ridiculously fast.

Deng Yong didn't even have the chance to come and see the situation immediately after stepping down?

"Master, it's finished. For the second patient with a fracture, I temporarily changed the procedure to closed reduction and internal fixation with Kirschner wires and external fixation with plaster cast. The results after reduction and fixation were excellent. I have already taken pre- and post-operative X-rays."

"I also have the X-rays from the third unit on file, I'll send them to you right away. And here I have two more fracture patients I plan to treat with manual reduction, so I won't chat with you any longer, Master, I'll report back to you later."

“Professor Deng is here too,” Yuan Weihong said to Fang Ziye through a speakerphone.

Fang Ziye pondered for a moment, then smiled without hesitation and said, "They are all masters, they are all the same..."

Deng Yong immediately retorted, "What do you mean? Are you planning to ride roughshod over me?"

"Master, you've misunderstood. I have an emergency here..." Fang Ziye hung up and sent over a few pictures.

Upon seeing this, Deng Yong breathed a sigh of relief.

Looking at Yuan Weihong, he said, "Weihong, I've always emphasized that the deeper your fundamental skills, the more useful they become once you reach a certain level. Do you believe me now?"

"Basic skills determine the upper limit of a person's potential. Fancy maneuvers and techniques can only determine the height one can jump within a certain level, but they won't allow one to leap to another level..."

"I'm actually looking forward to the scene when the surgery is authorized." Deng Yong's thoughts seemed to suddenly become more unconventional.

Yuan Weihong immediately turned to look at Deng Yong's expression, wondering if the other man was being sarcastic or mocking...

(End of this chapter)