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Chapter 401 A Hard Battle (Please Subscribe)
"Alright, let's get on with our own business first. Your Senior Brother Fang is a treasure trove, but you need to have the ability to find it first."

“Our department and hospital’s platform is right here, and it has always been there, but whether you can reach the treasure-hunting line or not has already been clearly priced for you.”

Li Yuanpei stood up and began to greet him: "Brother Ye, you can go ahead and do your work or go rest. Our pre-operative discussion has only just begun..."

Fang Ziye noticed that Li Yuanpei's demeanor was much more composed than before, so he nodded and said, "Thank you for your hard work, Brother Pei."

After Fang Ziye left the doctor's office, he heard Lan Tianluo continuing to analyze the case in the department: "According to the guidelines, what should the current treatment plan for this patient be? ...If we look at the literature..."

Fang Ziye recalled that when he first activated the panel, he would compare medical prescriptions with literature in the department in order to gain some knowledge points. He hoped to find better prescription plans and improve the quality of medication to gain knowledge points.

Extensive reading is beneficial for improving medical skills. Summarizing by comparing literature and guidelines is a valuable approach to improvement that graduate students should learn.

Naturally, Fang Ziye's reflections did not last long.

Before Fang Ziye even stepped into the chief resident's office, his old-fashioned mobile phone rang.

Fang Songlin's voice was urgent and pressing: "Ziye, there's a patient here with a fall injury; it could be a major challenge for your department..."

Upon hearing this, Fang Ziye tightened his grip on his left hand and, while turning back to run out of the department, quickly asked, "Brother Fang, what's the current situation?"

"The fall was not very high, only fifteen meters."

"But the condition of the lower limbs is a bit messy, and I can't really describe it... I've already had the chief resident from the emergency department accompany the patient for examinations, and the patient is currently relatively conscious."

"There was a skilled doctor on the 120 ambulance team who stopped the bleeding on the spot. The patient's vital signs were relatively stable when he arrived at the hospital. What else could it be?" Perhaps the situation was too complicated, Fang Songlin hesitated to speak.

After hanging up the phone, Fang Ziye quickened his pace.

Just as the elevator arrived at the entrance, a family member of a discharged patient recognized Fang Ziye and kindly opened the elevator door: "Dr. Fang, please come in? There are still seats available."

Fang Ziye, wearing a white coat, squeezed in, thanked them, and then kept clenching his right thumb and forefinger.

Fall injury is a very general diagnostic term.

In short, this is a disease with a very poor prognosis. Basically, patients who fall from buildings either die or become paralyzed on one side, spending the rest of their lives in bed or in a wheelchair.

When Fang Ziye got off the elevator, the patient and his family wanted to chat with him, but Fang Ziye declined and quickly ran towards the emergency department.

When Fang Ziye arrived at the emergency surgery clinic, the patient's CT scan had just come out.

As you can see, the distance between the knee joints and femurs of both lower limbs is less than five centimeters, and the soft tissue on the thighs is lumped together.

The femur is violently deformed and in a mess, either embedded in the soft tissue or protruding outside the soft tissue.

In addition, there was a burst fracture in the pelvis, which also caused burst fractures in the lumbar and thoracic vertebrae!
Fang Ziye had just finished reading when he took out his phone.

Just as Fang Songlin said, this would be a very big job. While searching for his superior's phone number in his address book, Fang Ziye asked, "Brother Fang, is there anything else going on with this patient at the scene?"

Such a severe violent injury, yet at first glance, only appears to be bone damage, with no damage to internal organs or tissues. This is rather 'unusual'.

There was no bleeding inside the brain.

With Fang Ziye's current CT scan reading skills, he would never overlook such minor issues.

"I heard that this guy is a retired soldier who does outdoor work. He probably knows a little bit about how to absorb impact after falling."

"But you also know that after a 15-meter fall, no matter how much you roll to dissipate the force, you're bound to get some injuries. He held his abdomen with both hands, preventing any serious impact wounds to his abdomen."

"But these legs are probably going to be ruined."

"The doctor accompanying the ambulance suggested amputation immediately! Then consider pelvic fracture surgery to stabilize the pelvic ring."

"Then the fractures of the lumbar and thoracic vertebrae will be treated with a second surgery." Fang Songlin stroked his chin.

"Where are the family members? Have they arrived yet?" Fang Ziye asked quickly.

This patient is in trouble. He is not in great danger of death for the time being, but his two legs look like they are completely useless.

Although there was no crushing injury causing complete destruction, the bones of the femur and lower leg were already shattered like this, with many bone fragments not even in the body. Such a huge bone defect would be quite troublesome to treat, even for Zhongnan Hospital.

"The family members haven't arrived yet. The patient himself said that his family members are currently out of town and on their way. However, the patient also mentioned that his company and he himself have special insurance policies..."

"So we shouldn't worry about the cost; his desire to save his limb is quite strong." As Fang Songlin said this, he saw Deng Zhi, the chief resident of the emergency surgery department, and the patient's coworker pushing a stretcher in from outside.

The patient's lower limbs were wrapped in long plaster casts and bandages, and the bandages were bleeding and scabbed over.

"Doctor, the examination is finished. What should I do now?" The person accompanying the doctor was also a robust young man with broad bones and dark skin.

Fang Ziye and Fang Songlin had already put on gloves. When they went to meet the patient, they first checked the dorsalis pedis artery.

The dorsalis pedis artery is quiescent.

Then Fang Ziye poked the back of his foot harder: "Can you feel it?"

The patient looked up and asked, "Doctor, are you asking me something?"

"Okay, I understand." Fang Ziye's eyes darkened again.

If he were conscious, with the fracture in such a mess, how could he not be in pain?
If there is pain, there will definitely be a stress-induced "ouch" sound. At this moment, the patient is not moving and seems to be in a relatively stable mood, which means that the nerve has been directly severed by the ruptured femur.

In more severe cases, such as spinal cord hemisection syndrome, things become much more complicated.

"Move aside a bit, I need to continue the physical examination," Fang Ziye said to his coworker as he walked toward the patient's pelvis, while simultaneously pulling back the curtain.

"Doctor, come here, I'll move aside..." The coworker quickly stepped back, but in his haste, he stepped on Deng Zhi's foot.

"sorry Sorry."

Deng Zhi twitched his eye for a moment, then bypassed the young coworker and came forward to help with the inspection.

Fang Ziye looked at the patient's electrocardiogram monitor: "Blood pressure is stable, heart rate is also relatively good, and hemostasis was achieved on-site?"

"Yes, doctor. Before we called 120, a doctor passed by and did some basic treatment of the bleeding on the spot."

"Later, when the ambulance arrived, they said we were very lucky..."

"If we hadn't met this doctor in time, my brother might have been dead in a few minutes." The young coworker didn't continue.

Fang Ziye really wanted to see how the other party would handle it, but now that the other party was wrapped in bandages and plaster, even if he was very curious, he could only wait until the other party was sent to the operating room.

It's all quite a coincidence.

The young man didn't die for two reasons: first, he knew some techniques for dissipating force, and second, he happened to run into this doctor.

"Where is he? Did he say anything to you?" Fang Ziye asked, his eyes narrowing slightly.

Then continue to explore the patient's abdomen.

"The doctor you mentioned, he said he was off duty. After handing over his duties to the ambulance doctor, he registered the information and left, saying that he had just started his new job and needed to find a place to live, otherwise he would be homeless."

“I offered to find him a place to stay in a hotel, but he wouldn’t come. He just said that he wasn’t in any immediate danger and that he needed to do his own thing after get off work.” The young coworker scratched his cheek.

Then, the young coworker said, "Doctor, you must save my brother. It would be best if you could save his legs. We used to be comrades-in-arms. After we were discharged from the army, we started a small company together, which was more like a workshop."

“They all have families to support, and they will have to support their families in the future. Don’t worry, we have comprehensive insurance coverage, and the insurance company will be here soon.”

"It's not about the money." Fang Ziye frowned, glaring at the dark-skinned young man with rather large ears:

"Don't say anything yet."

Then he asked the injured young man, "When I pressed down like that, didn't you feel anything?"

The young man shook his head and smiled slightly: "Doctor, I don't feel any pain, not much pain at all, it seems okay."

"Good my ass! I'd love for you to cry out in pain right now." Fang Ziye immediately pulled off his gloves.

"Can you move your toes?" Fang Ziye continued to ask.

The young man tried twice, then shook his head.

"You can move your hand now, but you need emergency surgery immediately. Even if you manage to save your leg after the emergency surgery, it may not have any function."

"Don't think that not feeling pain is a good thing. You have no feeling below your abdomen. This is a spinal cord injury, and a full-thickness spinal cord injury. Your lower body may be useless in the future."

I'm not exaggerating!

Seeing that the young man still did not realize the seriousness of the matter, Fang Ziye looked at Fang Songlin.

Fang Songlin met Fang Ziye's gaze and immediately made a phone call to urge 0: "Spinal surgery? This patient may have a full-thickness spinal cord injury..."

Fang Ziye's cold gaze made the young man panic: "Am I paralyzed?"

How do you feel?

"It doesn't hurt, it doesn't itch, and you can't move. I can't feel anything when I pinch your skin." Fang Ziye pinched his skin directly with his fingers.

The young man, who had initially thought the matter wasn't particularly serious, immediately had tears welling up in his eyes.

Don't cry!

"Crying won't help. What we need to do now is solve the problem, not be sad, regretful, or anything else."

"Being sad and crying won't help."

"Cooperate with my inspection!"

"Brother Zhi, call the operating room in the surgical building and tell them there's a patient here who needs emergency surgery in the surgical operating room. Ask them to make the arrangements and coordinate."

"This? Brother, what's your name?" Fang Ziye asked the young man.

"Chang Hong," the young man said, his lips trembling slightly.

Young men are not afraid of dying, but they are afraid of becoming paralyzed, losing their ability to support their families, and adding to their burdens.

"There was a patient named Chang Hong who was sent to the emergency room for surgery. We asked them to schedule the emergency surgery in the spinal surgery operating room."

"Try to adjust it!" Fang Ziye instructed again.

Deng Zhi immediately went to make the call...

About three minutes later, the chief resident of spinal surgery arrived.

Huang Xiaoming shares the same name as a celebrity, but apart from that, they have no similarities whatsoever.

Huang Xiaoming is slightly chubby and very tall, standing at 1.9 meters. He especially has large feet, so he always has to buy the largest size shoes. When he saw Fang Ziye, he asked, "Brother Ye, what's going on?"

"With a total spinal cord injury, I think it's best if you, Ming, take the lead."

Huang Xiaoming was taken aback upon hearing this, and then checked it over a couple of times. His tall and stout figure immediately trembled slightly: "Pathological signs positive, pyramidal tract injury."

"This might require decompression surgery in the first stage. Should we send him for emergency surgery...?"

"You have to give it to them, or their lower limbs will be ruined."

“And a pelvic fracture…” Fang Ziye nodded.

Huang Xiaoming also spoke very loudly: "Then sign the papers and send him to the operating room."

He then patted the young man on the shoulder and said, "Your condition is very serious. You may become paralyzed. Even if you have surgery, you will still be paralyzed. But if you don't have surgery, you will definitely be paralyzed."

"The current inspection results are incomplete, and we can't waste any more time on inspections. We can only try our best to preserve as many functions as possible."

"We'll try our best to preserve your bowel and bladder function, understand?"

Unlike Fang Ziye's conversational style, Huang Xiaoming's approach is characterized by its simplicity and directness.

"I..." The young man turned his head away, unable to accept such a cruel blow.

Yesterday, Chang Hong was still able to jump and leap around, and could at least take on more than 90% of men in reality. Today, he was told that he might only retain his bowel and bladder functions, and that his lower body would be gone afterward.

How could he accept it?

"Doctor, don't scare me like that. You must have a way to do this," his comrade asked cautiously, swallowing hard.

"There are limited options. This is the consequence of modern medical technology dealing with such damage. Whether you do your own research, consult others, or ask questions, there's nothing that can be done."

"It's not that our hospital's level is insufficient; you can also consult spine surgeons in other places."

"Every hospital sees at least 100 to 200 patients with this acute traumatic spinal cord injury syndrome who end up completely paralyzed. If the number is less than that, their spinal surgery department won't even bother to go there."

"Surgery first, prepare the costs, including post-operative care and nutrition fees," Huang Xiaoming declared forcefully once again!

Of course, this simple and crude approach is effective.

Both of them fell silent.

Immediately afterwards, while the patient was still able to move his hands, he lay in bed and signed a bunch of informed consent forms that he had never even looked at.

Then, Fang Ziye and Huang Xiaoming took him to the operating room in the surgical building.

"Doctor, please, you must save him, he has two children..." The coworker held the child in his hands, swaying back and forth.

"I know and I understand, but I also hope you can understand us. In reality, everyone can only do their best and leave the rest to fate."

“You can see the families around here; everyone wants their loved ones to be safe and sound, including us doctors.”

"But if an irreversible result occurs, I hope you can accept it calmly," Huang Xiaoming finally said in a gentler tone.

Not daring to act on his own, Fang Ziye immediately dialed his master Yuan Weihong's number.

When Yuan Weihong arrived at the operating room, Fang Ziye, along with Xiong Jinhuan and his junior colleague Jie Han, had already completed the disinfection and draping of the operating room.

Looking at the patient's limp thighs and calves, and the bone fragments on the skin, Yuan Weihong gasped in shock: "This injury is pretty serious! You guys disinfect and drape the wounds first, I'll call Professor Deng." "This is going to be a tough battle!" Yuan Weihong immediately backed down.

Fang Ziye actually felt it was alright. Given his current condition, reconstruction of both femurs and tibias and fibulas was definitely not an option. Even if reconstruction were to be done, it would have to be done one leg at a time.

Otherwise, if the reconstruction is performed but the patient has no function and cannot move, then the reconstruction procedure is meaningless.

Furthermore, blood circulation in the lower limbs must be restored before reconstruction surgery.

At the same time, Huang Xiaoming, the chief resident of spinal surgery, directly called Professor Zhang, a senior member of his team, into the operating room.

After Professor Zhang stepped into the operating room, he asked, "Xiaoming, what is the current condition of this patient who fell from the building?"

"Lower thoracic segment seventh and eighth spinal cord injury!" Huang Xiaoming's words made Professor Zhang pause slightly in his steps.

"That's a bit harsh."

"Do you have any films?" Professor Zhang asked.

"Yes, after taking a CT scan and X-ray before the operation, I also had the patient take an MRI. It should be a burst fracture of T7-9 with dislocation and spinal cord compression."

"The images weren't printed out; we can only view them on the computer." Huang Xiaoming quickly led the team leader to the computer in front of the anesthesia machine...

"Hello, Teacher Zhang."

"Hello, Professor Zhang." Fang Ziye and Yuan Weihong both greeted Professor Zhang.

There's no other reason than that Professor Zhang was the chairman of Fang Ziye's master's thesis defense committee, and also a member of Yuan Weihong's doctoral thesis defense committee.

Professor Zhang actually recognized Fang Ziye and nodded slightly: "Picking peaches. Planting peaches."

Upon hearing this, both Yuan Weihong and Fang Ziye blushed slightly.

Fang Ziye's famous line about Yuan's peaches left a deep impression on Professor Zhang.

"Hello, Dr. Zhang. This patient also has burst fractures in both lower limbs with large bone defects. We cannot rule out vascular and nerve damage, so we've come as well," Yuan Weihong quickly reported.

Upon hearing this, Professor Zhang asked with great experience, "Are you considering amputation?"

"Otherwise, you'll have to do one surgery after another, and the total cost won't be less than 500,000. The damage you've suffered is too great."

Upon hearing this, Fang Ziye immediately understood where Huang Xiaoming's personality traits came from.

It's exactly the same as Professor Zhang's simple and violent approach.

The anesthesiologist then said, "Professor Zhang, the patient is already under general anesthesia."

"Sigh!" Professor Zhang sighed upon hearing this. "Personally, I still think that even if the limbs are saved and some functions are restored in the end, many patients may not be able to earn back 500,000 yuan after being discharged from the hospital."

"It would be better to have the limb amputated and then ask for more compensation..."

"Of course, you can't say things like that."

Professor Zhang is a man of great experience and knowledge. Approaching sixty, he has encountered far more patients with similar conditions than Fang Ziye and others.

A short while later, Deng Yong was also called into the operating room by Yuan Weihong.

After entering the operating room, Deng Yong walked behind Professor Zhang and looked at the X-ray. His brows immediately furrowed: "For this kind of disease, there's not much point in performing surgery."

"It's hard to say how much function can be retained after decompression of a spinal cord injury."

"Given the extent of this bone loss, rebuilding it would be extremely time-consuming, labor-intensive, and expensive."

“A large bone defect like this would cost at least 50,000 to 60,000 yuan for comprehensive treatment.”

"It cannot be completed in one go; the time span is at least six months to a year, or even longer."

"Ziye, have you discussed amputation with the patient?" Deng Yong asked Professor Zhang's question again.

Fang Ziye, who had already started working with Yuan Weihong to lay out the limbs, quickly looked up and said, "The patient said he has insurance and his desire to save his limb is quite strong."

"Insurance? Even with insurance, it would be difficult to handle his condition, as the illness has been dragging on for too long."

"Then let's wait and see..." Deng Yong didn't know what other suggestions he could offer.

The desire to save one's limbs is the wish of all patients.

However, in reality, not everyone is suited to undergo a long course of illness in order to save their leg, and not every family has the energy and financial support to accomplish all of this.

……

After washing their hands and going on stage, Deng Yong and Yuan Weihong's first task was still to clean the wound and stop the bleeding.

They split into two teams: Yuan Weihong followed Fang Ziye on one leg, while Deng Yong led Jie Han on the other leg.

A short while later, Deng Yong called Dr. Li Yuanpei and Dr. Yan Zhiming into the operating room, and they split into two teams of three to begin the procedures.

After Fang Ziye and Yuan Weihong opened the thigh, they found the stumps of the patient's femoral artery and femoral vein, which had been tied with special silk thread to stop the bleeding.

"Holy crap?" Yuan Weihong blurted out upon seeing this.

Then, after examining the wounds caused by the remaining bone spurs, she looked up blankly at Deng Yong and asked, "Professor Deng, could you take a look? How were these knots tied?"

Knotting is a more technical and fundamental surgical skill than suturing.

Even someone who has never studied surgery can tie a knot.

However, Yuan Weihong had never heard of anything like this before: a knot that could be tied with thread without any open opening or visible blood vessels.

Even in sports medicine, it's impossible to perform local tendon suturing through an irregular incision.
Deng Yong slightly raised his chin, glanced at the surgical field, and then looked at his surgical field: "I haven't found any damage to the femoral artery on this side."

“This is strange. There must have been some colleague who provided emergency treatment at the scene of the injury.”

Deng Yong suddenly thought, "Wait a minute, your femoral artery is damaged. No hematoma or blood pooling was found during the surgery..."

After saying that, he looked at Fang Ziye and asked, "Can you do this?"

Fang Ziye thought about it very seriously before nodding: "Master, it is possible to do, but it is very difficult to do."

"Clearing the hematoma and blood clots is not difficult; the difficulty lies in stopping the bleeding through suturing and knotting. At most, I can only use instruments to stop the bleeding."

After saying that, Fang Ziye still frankly said, "This blood vessel was probably found by Nie Mingxian when he was looking for a rental house, and he then temporarily handled it."

"That's what the patient said himself."

"The chances of it being a coincidence that someone else could handle this kind of femoral artery injury so well and also happen to be renting a house are extremely small."

Upon hearing this, Deng Yong blinked a few times and said, "That's a good thing."

“Anyone that Liu Huanglong would specifically want to bring to Zhongnan Hospital must be no ordinary person.”

"Didn't you say before that even if it's an amputated limb, Xiao Nie has a way to clear the blood clots inside? That's real ability."

"It seems to be a knowledge blind spot that even vascular surgery professionals don't have access to."

Vascular surgery, like trauma surgery, is a surgical specialty.

In trauma surgery, many devastating injuries result in amputation.

Similarly, many arterial thrombi in vascular surgeons are treated with amputation. After amputation, removing the thrombi from the limb is extremely difficult for vascular surgeons.

Deng Yong also discussed similar issues with Wu Yong from the Department of Vascular Surgery, but Professor Wu Yong from the Department of Vascular Surgery said that it was almost impossible to accomplish and was outside the research scope of the Department of Vascular Surgery at Zhongnan Hospital.

Each hospital has its own specialties and research directions, as well as its areas of expertise.

Deng Yong's words made Professor Zhang, the spinal surgeon who was washing his hands before going on stage, pause slightly: "Deng Yong, your trauma surgery department, are you planning to do something about this after amputation?"

"This is about turning trash into treasure, creating a miracle!"

Post-amputation patients are a taboo subject that no hospital would dare to touch.

It's a thankless task, and you might even offend the institution that performed the amputation.

Currently, almost no hospital is willing to do such a 'stupid thing'.

However, in reality, the beginning of every scientific research project is, in the eyes of outsiders, an extremely foolish thing.

"Professor Zhang, it's still in the planning stage for now; nothing's even close to being done yet."

"We should start planning this project from the animal testing stage. If there is any progress, we will let you know." Deng Yong was still very polite to Professor Zhang.

"Okay, then I'll wait for good news."

"Our orthopedics department at Zhongnan Hospital really needs to climb up a bit. Being ranked fourth or third doesn't sound very appealing," Professor Zhang joked.

Upon hearing this, Fang Ziye reported, "Teacher Deng!"

"The quadriceps and biceps femoris muscles are injured, but the tendon injuries are relatively superficial. There are also some residual branches of arteries and veins that are injured."

"In addition, the femoral nerve on the left side is completely severed, while the sciatic nerve is only partially severed. If we need to suture this in the first stage, will we have to trouble Professor Liu again?"

"Or should we consult with a hand surgeon or a neurosurgeon?"

Fang Ziye asked very cautiously.

This type of emergency surgery, involving nerve damage, falls under the category of interdisciplinary diseases. Nerve damage can be treated by hand surgery, neurosurgery, and even trauma surgery.

However, it's not easy to directly compare who handles things better.

In principle, neurosurgeons and hand surgeons are not held responsible for mistakes, while trauma surgeons are considered to have no responsibility if they handle a situation well.

"Let's fight Liu Huanglong. In this situation, unless Ni Yaoping comes in person, it's better for Liu Huanglong to come instead," Deng Yong said.

"As for issues such as responsibility, now is not the time to discuss them."

Deng Yong has a lot of experience, so he has absolute decision-making power.

Since Deng Yong had already made the decision, Fang Ziye, Yuan Weihong, and the others stopped arguing and turned to have the circulating nurse turn on Deng Yong's phone and then dial Professor Liu Huanglong's number.

This is the helplessness of medicine.

If a difficult case is encountered and the resident physician cannot handle it, the attending physician must come in. If the attending physician cannot handle it, the associate professor must be called in. If the associate professor still cannot handle it, then the professor must come in.

Fang Ziye's skill level is a bit too high. If Fang Ziye doesn't handle the situation well, Deng Yong and Liu Huanglong will basically have to run to the operating room for emergency surgery themselves.

If this situation cannot be handled properly, the most likely outcome is amputation, permanent disability, or even death...

"Master, wait a moment, let's not deal with this bone fragment yet." While working with Yuan Weihong, Fang Ziye suddenly used the tweezers in his hand to press down Yuan Weihong's hand that was about to retreat, his voice very low.

Yuan Weihong looked up and glanced at Fang Ziye.

Fang Ziye shook his head at him.

Yuan Weihong immediately understood, his expression changing swiftly: "My hands are a bit stiff, Ziye, you do it!"

Upon hearing this, Fang Ziye used the hemostat in his hand to move the broken bone fragments up and down, and then shook a piece of bone shaped like a wolf's tooth potato out of the soft tissue.

It is obviously not scientific to treat barbs with bony structures as smooth bone blocks and force them outwards.

Yuan Weihong lowered his head slightly, silently sighing once again.

Deng Yong glanced up briefly, then stopped talking.

Naturally, Deng Yong sensibly waited another ten seconds before saying, "Weihong, you and Yuanpei switch places. He's not as skillful as you. Come over here."

With just one sentence, Yuan Weihong was out of a predicament.

Yuan Weihong brought his students to perform surgery, which was a reunion of the master and his students. They cooperated very well and were easy to talk to.

But that was in the past.

Now, Yuan Weihong might find himself completely embarrassed in front of Fang Ziye.

Although Yuan Weihong might also find himself awkwardly stuck with Deng Yong.

However, Fang Ziye was a subordinate, and Deng Yong was a superior.

Being awkward in front of your superiors is a sign of learning, not a lack of skill.

Being embarrassed in front of subordinates inevitably involves issues of face.

Li Yuanpei and Jie Han are different. They were originally Fang Ziye's junior brothers and classmates. Not to mention the awkwardness, even if Fang Ziye pointed at the two of them and gave them a good scolding.

Everyone in the operating room would find it unsurprising.

Just kidding, which surgeon wasn't trained by being scolded by their teacher?

If not, you might need to reflect on whether you haven't encountered a good teacher, or whether the teacher simply doesn't want to pay attention to you!

Except for a few exceptional tutors!
With a different person in charge, Fang Ziye could speak more freely, saying, "Yuanpei, open up the field of your technique a bit more..."

"Jiehan, your right hand, come in a little more, yes, yes, don't be afraid..."

Upon hearing this, Yuan Weihong secretly glanced in Fang Ziye's direction and sighed softly, "Sigh..."

The voice was as soft as a mosquito's buzz.

"You only realize how little you know when you need it..." Deng Yong remarked, stopping short of commenting.

Yuan Weihong nodded emphatically.

(End of this chapter)