top student at medical school

Chapter 40 Didn't we agree not to say it out loud? (Please add to your favorites and read on!)
[Basic Medical Cellular Experiment Techniques Level 0 2/5.]

[Current knowledge points balance: 19.3 points.]

When Fang Ziye found this skill on the skill panel at home, it took him quite a bit of effort.

After adding points to Hemostasis, I have 7.1 knowledge points left. Recently, I have gained very few knowledge points in clinical practice and training rooms, only 2.4. The remaining 9.8 knowledge points all came from the laboratory.

In clinical practice, when there are no outpatient surgeries, the knowledge gained is far too little.

After all, with a group of superiors watching the patients scheduled for elective surgery in the department, it was quite difficult for Fang Ziye to find any new diagnoses; it depended on luck.

There are simply too many patients and not enough opportunities for procedures in the operating room.

Spending ten hours in the training room only yielded a single knowledge point, which didn't significantly improve his skills. Fang Ziye had no choice but to focus his efforts more on the laboratory.

Fang Ziye originally thought that the basic experimental methods he had learned in the laboratory could be improved through diligent practice, so he should not waste his knowledge points and instead focus on improving his professional skills.

Ke Luotingzhu's junior sister killed the cells, and Wang Yuanqi's senior brother's flow cytometry experiment failed multiple times, which forced Fang Ziye to pay more attention to the matter.

Fortunately, basic medical cell experimental techniques seem to be a skill set, not simply divided into small categories like cell culture and cell scratch assays. It's worthwhile to learn a bit more to improve operational proficiency, thereby reducing the chance of failure and increasing the margin for error.

Let's add some more.

Half a minute later, the corresponding technology on the panel changed to: [Medical Basic Cell Experiment Technology Level 2 0/50.]

When you don't know a skill, you are at level 0. After you have a little understanding of it, the skill proficiency progress will increase. The progress from level 0 to level 1 is 5 points, from level 1 to level 2 is 10 points, and from level 2 to level 3 is 50 points.

After adding it, Fang Ziye did not feel any special changes, but he did gain some insights into cell cryopreservation, cell resuscitation, and cell passage technologies, which he had some knowledge of.

If I were to perform this operation again, I would definitely be able to master it and reduce the chance of killing the cells.

……

The following day was Wednesday, which was Yuan Weihong's outpatient clinic day.

This is a good time to accumulate skill points, and it shouldn't be missed. It's the main source of Fang Ziye's current knowledge points. What if he could also encounter a bone tumor?

Forget it, let's just avoid running into them.

On his way to hand over his patient to Jie Han for ward rounds and to bring breakfast to Yuan Weihong, Fang Ziye dismissed the idea.

Although such thinking is somewhat like avoiding medical treatment and burying one's head in the sand, and other people's tumors are not caused by one's own diagnosis, Fang Ziye still has this expectation: if everyone's illness is very mild, the world will be at peace, which is actually quite good.

"Master, this is freshly made hot dry noodles. I mixed it up and brought it with me. It's only been a few minutes." At 7:53 a.m., Fang Ziye quickly said this after entering the outpatient clinic.

At the same time, after putting down breakfast, Fang Ziye took out two plastic bags from his backpack. These two plastic bags were specifically for the white coats.

Although Fang Ziye doesn't have any particular obsession with cleanliness, his white coat is actually quite dirty, so he tries to keep it clean as much as possible. On outpatient days, Fang Ziye would meticulously prepare Yuan Weihong's white coat, breakfast, and bottled water.

It's not just about social niceties and trying to please someone; it's also a way of showing respect to my teacher. My teacher has been so good to me, not to mention the meals he often treated me to, and the article he gave me—it's no exaggeration to say he's like a second parent to me.

Anyone who understands understands.

Moreover, Fang Ziye still needs his teacher to give him more opportunities and confidence so that he can have a higher margin of error when seeing patients. All of this is worth Fang Ziye paying a little attention to.

The relationship between master and disciple is like water, flowing gently and gradually, and is not formed in a day.

"Have you eaten?" Yuan Weihong stirred the food without any politeness, feeling a little guilty that he had been habitually lazy on his outpatient days and hadn't eaten breakfast.

"I've eaten, Master." Fang Ziye said as he skillfully tidied up the various inspection application forms in the drawer.

Color Doppler ultrasound, X-ray, and CT scan are commonly used examination forms, which are placed on Yuan Weihong's right-handed side. MRI and electromyography are less frequently used and are placed on his left side. Fang Ziye is responsible for writing the medical records, occasionally helping with physical examinations and recording the results.

Yuan Weihong was responsible for writing down the patient's name and location on the examination form and writing the medical orders.

In fact, more senior professors, such as Professor Deng Yong, have three to four assistants: one to write medical orders, one to write test forms, one to conduct physical examinations, and one to write medical records. Since the number of students in his mentor's group is still small, and his junior apprentice Jie Han is new and inexperienced, and someone is needed to look after the patients in the wards, Fang Ziye naturally has to shoulder more of the burden. Yuan Weihong is also a bit tired and still finds it difficult to complete the detached consultation process.

After everything was ready, Fang Ziye went to the waiting desk at the entrance, took the medical record book with the queue number, and then checked it one by one: "Master, number 2 hasn't arrived yet, and numbers 1 through 7 are all queuing outside."

"I told the nurse in charge of triage that although it is a queuing system, those numbered seven or below will be seen in the order of arrival."

"Great!" Yuan Weihong, with sesame paste on the corners of his mouth, ate with great relish.

Hot dry noodles are something that people who can eat a lot crave every morning, while those who can't will absolutely rant about it. And you absolutely have to wipe your mouth after eating it—

A day's work at the outpatient clinic officially begins after Yuan Weihong finishes his breakfast, drinks his fill of water, and wipes his mouth clean.

"Hello..." Fang Ziye began to take the initiative to ask questions after the patient came in.

He had already started seeing patients under the guidance of his teacher, so consultation was naturally not a problem for him.

At Zhongnan Hospital, patients can choose which diseases to have elective surgeries, but they cannot choose which diseases to register for.

Have everything.

Small, lumps, like lipomas or cysts.

I sprained my hand by accident. I hadn't noticed it before. When I came back for a checkup, they didn't find any fractures or ligament damage. They told me to go home and rest.

There are also deformed ones, and so on.

……

In the afternoon, half past three.

Yuan Weihong "left work" ten minutes early again, standing up and twisting his waist and neck.

“Come on, you take over. There are only five new accounts left. I’m going to get some water.” Yuan Weihong stood up.

Fang Ziye grinned broadly behind his mask, looking radiant.

The most anticipated day of the week has finally arrived.

Moreover, we were quite lucky today; the patients were all common, fairly standard cases. The new patients all had chronic inflammation, including plantar fasciitis, interphalangeal arthritis, and iliosacral fasciitis.

It was 5:15 PM.

Yuan Weihong sat on another chair in the consultation room, crossed his legs, and said while looking at the time, "After seeing two or three more follow-up patients, I can basically go home."

"Ziye, you've got a pretty good grasp of the consultation process now, but you still need to practice your skills in interpreting images gradually. It takes time and patience," Yuan Weihong instructed, offering Fang Ziye some pointers on an area he could improve in his clinical practice.

The ability to interpret X-ray films is as important as theoretical knowledge; both are essential for diagnosis.

No tumor...

So although the number of knowledge points increased not much, the follow-up visits and review of the images resulted in a huge increase of 9 knowledge points.

Adding yesterday's 7.1, it's now 16 PM.

Fang Ziye figured it was fine, and the knowledge points would come in handy anyway, so he upgraded his X-ray image reading skills from level 2 to level 3.

Therefore, as soon as Yuan Weihong finished speaking and slowly yawned, Fang Ziye finished watching another film and pointed out some key points that Fang Ziye had previously found difficult to explain. Yuan Weihong almost tore his mouth apart.

How did it break down again while we were talking?
Then he sat up straight abruptly, his expression gradually becoming serious.

(End of this chapter)