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Chapter 361 Massive Scale and Tense Atmosphere! ~ (Please Subscribe)

The number of people standing in the trauma surgery operating room on April 29 was actually less than usual.

With far fewer students and graduate students, only Luo Tingzhu and Yan Zhiming remained to help, while most of the others waited in the changing room downstairs.

The main purpose is to free up more space for professors and administrative staff...

After reviewing the five different surgical assessment scoring scales prepared by the orthopedics department, Hu Wei from the medical affairs office smiled and said, "Professor Deng has a strong sense of execution and is very well prepared. We've only just arrived at the operating room, and all of this is already prepared."

Hu Wei is the deputy director of the medical affairs office in charge of surgical authorization management. This visit to the operating room of the trauma surgery department is a rare occurrence for him.

Most surgeons are authorized to perform surgeries strictly in accordance with the surgical grading management regulations issued by the Medical Affairs Department, and there are very few exceptions.

However, once the surgeon submits an application and the ward director and department have both signed off, in order to ensure the development of the specialty, the medical affairs office must also prioritize safety. Therefore, in the evaluation of surgical authorization, the medical affairs office needs to send one person, and the president's office will also send one person to accompany the patient throughout the process.

Hu Wei from the Medical Affairs Department is responsible for scoring the professional competence using a rating scale, while another person in the Dean's Office is not required to score the professional competence; they only need to check whether the overall process complies with regulations.

We need to examine whether the technical review (assessment) team that authorized this exceptional surgery met the standards, and whether it was merely a backdoor for orthopedic staff or close associates.

This process definitely needs to be regulated!

"I wouldn't dare waste Director Hu's and the other professors' time," Deng Yong said, then looked at Liang Xiaoqing, the assistant in the Dean's Office, who had the most administrative privileges.

"Dean Liang, let me give you a brief introduction to the members of our technical review team for exceptional applications in trauma surgery."

"Professor Wen Dongfang from the Hand Surgery Department and Professor Xiong Zhizhang from our Trauma Surgery Department. Of course, to avoid any appearance of impropriety, none of the staff in our Trauma Surgery Department will participate in the surgical procedure evaluation this time," Deng Yong introduced the two senior colleagues as soon as he came in.

Upon hearing this, Liang Xiaoqing's expressionless face stirred slightly.

Deng Yong was a shrewd man; he immediately gave him a hard time.

First, the senior professors of hand surgery were present. These are the older generation of pioneers, and the glory of the orthopedics department of Zhongnan Hospital basically comes from among them. The former hospital director has passed away, but this generation of figures remains.

Secondly, the senior professor of trauma surgery was present, but to avoid any appearance of impropriety, he did not participate in the scoring. However, everyone should still be careful when scoring, making mistakes where they are not supposed to, and avoiding mistakes where they are not supposed to. If you don't know how to score, then don't bother scoring at all.

Otherwise, the old professor might lose his temper.

As soon as Deng Yong finished speaking, the deputy director of the medical affairs department, who was supposed to participate in the scoring, quickly handed the scoring sheet to Yan Zhiming next to him and said, "Young man, take a look at this sheet. I'll sign it later..."

Quickly shift the blame eastward.

An unprofessional person can infiltrate a group of highly professional people and try to intimidate them, but Hu Wei doesn't have that kind of guts.

"Dean Liang, in addition to these two senior experts, I have also invited Professor Duan Hong, Chairman of the Trauma Surgery Branch of the Hubei Provincial Medical Association, Professor Zheng Tonghui, Standing Committee Member of the Trauma Surgery Branch, as well as Professor Du Xinzhan, Director of Orthopedics, and Professor Ni Yaoping, Director of Hand Surgery, from our hospital..."

"That's roughly the situation. I won't read out the more detailed resume to avoid disturbing the professors and department heads. I'll go wash my hands now; I have quite a few surgeries scheduled for today," Deng Yong quickly said politely.

After Deng Yong finished speaking, Professor Xiong Zhizhang simply sat in the corner of the operating room, yawning with his mouth open and eyes squinted.

Wen Dongfang and Du Xinzhan nodded and continued distributing a rating sheet to everyone else...

As the head of the orthopedics department, Du Xinzhan turned to Hu Wei from the medical affairs office and Liang Xiaoqing from the dean's office to explain: "Director Hu, Dean Liang, these forms are the detailed scoring content for reference. If the professor has his own understanding, he can make a written note later."

"Therefore, anyone with a background in orthopedics can be an examiner; they just need to observe."

"Director Hu and Dean Liang should also take a share, just to set an example for us specialists..." Deng Yong had given Professor Xiong Zhizhang a hard time, so naturally he had to give him a little something in return.

Hu Wei and Liang Xiaoqing are also doctors, but not in orthopedics.

After carefully reviewing the thirty-page surgical evaluation form, Liang Xiaoqing remarked, "Your orthopedics department is really well-prepared and meticulous!"

Professor Du Xinzhan chuckled, rubbing his belly, and said, "The orthopedics department requested special authorization from the medical affairs office and the hospital. First, we naturally had to ensure the surgeons were capable, and second, we also had to demonstrate that our orthopedics department is meticulous and thorough, and that we weren't just making random recommendations to deceive the leaders."

"So as not to waste the good intentions of the college leaders," Professor Du said in a very easygoing manner.

"Director Hu, Dean Liang, you two are welcome to follow these detailed steps for scoring," Du Xinzhan earnestly invited.

Before today, Du Xinzhan had already observed one of Fang Ziye's surgeries, then left, not wanting to bother watching another. He didn't want to risk arguing with Deng Yong if he watched too much. Fang Ziye's fundamental skills were already rock-solid.

"..."

While Deng Yong was washing his hands, Huang Xiruo from the anesthesiology department saw her teacher Zeng Quanming yawning, and then curiously looked at today's protagonist, Fang Ziye, and found that the other party was very dashing and not very old.

Then I quietly asked, "Teacher, is this orthopedic doctor really a senior teacher? He doesn't look very old."

Zeng Quanming, with his square face and usually serious expression, was as relaxed as ever today, as Professor Deng Yong had specially invited him to perform anesthesia in the trauma surgery department: "Well, he is a recent PhD graduate in trauma surgery this year, and also a newly promoted physician in our hospital."

"I heard that he is very talented and capable. Several directors of the Department of Orthopedics went to the personnel department to raise the level of talent recruitment in order to keep him."

This matter was mentioned at the weekly hospital meeting where the head nurses and directors gathered. Zeng Quanming did not pay much attention to it, but he did remember some things: "I heard that he published a first-author BMJ paper, and several other SCI papers were also in Q1 or above, with the lowest impact factor being over 8, and several other papers had an impact factor of around 20."

"Your research and clinical talents might be slightly higher than yours."

"You usually don't even look at people's appearances, so why are you staring at him so intently today?"

Zeng Quanming is the director of the Department of Anesthesiology, and he has a great deal of autonomy when admitting students. The doctoral students who come to him are generally quite qualified. Huang Xinuo is a little genius that Zeng Quanming picked out from a group of tall students.

Huang Xiruo is only a first-year doctoral student and hasn't even finished her first year.

Hearing this, she narrowed her eyes slightly with shyness: "I just find it a bit unbelievable. Even if an attending physician wants to obtain a Level 3 surgical authorization through normal means, they still have to go through special procedures."

"This guy's really something, skipping two levels directly from the residency stage to get surgical authorization, seems a bit too hasty..."

The hospital has very strict management of surgical grading and operating authority, preferring to wrongly accuse rather than make absolute cuts, in order to provide a challenging path for exceptionally talented individuals.

But granting surgery across two levels of authority is unheard of. This is naturally what puzzles Huang Xinuo, and it's not simply a matter of curiosity about Fang Ziye's appearance.

Zeng Quanming knew that Huang Xiruo was the mischievous type, quick to learn, and very talkative. She was not shy at all when chatting with him, and could gossip for half a day with her senior female classmates and female teachers.

Then I said, "Are you planning to find out the real reason and share it with others, or are you planning to keep it as a resource for weeding out bad plants?"

The term "pulling grass" was learned by Zeng Quanming from his beloved student Huang Xiruo. It generally refers to seeing a handsome guy, taking a picture of him, and then posting it in a group or forum to ask for his identity, how to practice, and other information.

"I didn't have any, teacher..."

After Huang Xinuo's two intentions were exposed, she pretended to be no longer curious and carefully examined the vital signs on the monitoring panel.

Zeng Quanming pondered for a moment, then his eyes darted around and he said, "The hospital's trauma surgery department is planning to tackle a new disease. This is an opportunity for our anesthesiology department. Would you like to work with them regularly in the future?"

"The teacher can still get you this benefit. After all, we have first-hand information resources."

Huang Xinuo was first surprised, then delighted, and then happily nodded.

That's why chatting a lot is good; sometimes a small research topic just emerges from the conversation. Every time a new clinical topic arises in surgery, a smaller clinical topic in anesthesiology usually comes along as well—and these all lead to research papers.

While listening to the conversation, Fang Ziye diligently and conscientiously completed the disinfection and towel-laying procedures.

After completing minor procedures such as disinfection, draping, and skin application with my mentor Yuan Weihong, I still had to wait for my mentor, Professor Deng Yong, to take the stage in order to ensure the quality of the surgery, to show respect for the arrangements made for me by my teachers, and to wait for him to come on stage.

Fang Ziye stepped back a few paces from the operating table and then stood in front of the image reader again.

This was the twelfth time Fang Ziye carefully reviewed the patient's imaging data before the surgery, and the seventh time after entering the operating room.

This is an assessment for granting authorization to perform exceptional surgeries, not just a few ordinary and simple surgeries.

After washing his hands, Deng Yong, who was holding them reverently to his chest, saw Fang Ziye return to the operating room's image reader. He silently applauded Fang Ziye's composure, but he also sensed the tension deep within Fang Ziye's heart.

As early as the beginning of last year, Deng Yong knew that Fang Ziye's film review skills had reached the level of "mastery," a level that only an associate professor specializing in radiology could routinely grasp.

(End of this chapter)