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Chapter 427 A fleeting glimpse, and she was already an unparalleled beauty (Please subscribe)
When Fang Ziye finished his last surgery, even the patient couldn't hold back anymore.

"Doctor...doctor...doctor, joking around is fine, but don't joke about surgery!"

"What did you just say to me?" As he spoke, Fang Ziye noticed that the patient's hands began to fidget restlessly with the sterile sheet.

Fang Ziye and Nie Mingxian were afraid the patient would fall, so they immediately lifted the sterile green sheet covering the patient. Fang Ziye immediately stopped them, saying, "Don't move, my hands are dirty."

A young man in his early twenties revealed his true appearance. The small moles on his left and right cheeks were twitching wildly. Although he had been given nerve block anesthesia, he grabbed Fang Ziye's right wrist with his left hand.

Her voice was tense, on the verge of tears: "Doctor, please don't scare me. Compared to you all who are mostly PhDs, I'm not very educated, but I do know that fractures require surgery, and then internal fixation is done in the operating room, all that clanging and banging."

"Can we stop joking around? Although I was a bit of a joker a few days ago."

Nie Mingxian looked at the lively and cheerful "She Niu" in the ward, who was "chatting back and forth" with Yuan Weihong, and patted him on the shoulder.

"Brother, don't be nervous. You're at a proper hospital, this is our surgical operating room. Your surgery will be broadcast live to orthopedic surgeons across the province. What are you afraid of?"

"There are no tricks here, like asking you to pay more halfway through or anything like that."

"Didn't we talk about this before? If the quality of manual reduction is very good, then there's no need for open reduction and internal fixation."

The professional barriers in medicine are too high. Even clinicians who are not orthopedic specialists may be frightened by Fang Ziye's 'speed' and treatment methods, let alone ordinary people without a medical background.

This is not something that can be resolved through a thorough pre-operative consultation.

The young man's brows gradually relaxed, and the small moles on his cheeks returned to their original positions: "Really?"

Fang Ziye said, "Really!"

Why would you accuse me of lying? Do you think I'm easy to bully and afraid to report me?

"Your fracture reduction is already very good. The follow-up X-ray after reduction is here. Based on our professional assessment, your current condition only requires external fixation with a plaster cast."

"Leave professional matters to professionals. Why worry about the quality of the surgery?"

"Of course, after the surgery, you must follow the doctor's instructions completely and avoid doing anything that seems like deliberately provocative, such as getting out of bed and running every three days or going to the soccer field to play soccer every week..."

"With current medical technology and understanding, fracture rehabilitation takes at least one to three months, with the specific time varying depending on individual physical differences."

Now, Fang Ziye is only afraid that this patient will get stuck on a rut or deliberately cause trouble for himself.

Despite saying he didn't want open surgery, he deliberately dislocated his fracture, for example, by having others forcibly "bend" it while he was in the hospital bed!
The young man looked intently into Fang Ziye's eyes, and Fang Ziye remained calm.

He then turned to look into Nie Mingxian's eyes, who was also very calm. The two grown men exchanged glances for a few moments.

Nie Mingxian asked, "Brother, can we get a cast now?"

"Think of it this way: if there were any problems with this surgery, would we dare to broadcast it live in front of our colleagues? Right?"

The young man's heart, which had been pounding with anxiety, settled down. He placed his stiff hands neatly at his sides, stared at the ceiling, and sighed, "Fine, you're doctors, so I'll listen to you."

It seemed to have become a "corpse" at everyone's mercy, but only a few seconds later...

The young man then said, "Dr. Fang, my friend said your skills are very good, but I never imagined they could be this good."

"This is great too!"

The young man observed the entire surgery process himself.

At 9:45, I was wheeled from my ward to the operating room, arriving at the operating room door at 10:00. After entering the pre-anesthesia room, I was under anesthesia until 10:05, when the anesthesia began. The spinal anesthesia lasted until 10:20.

He started waiting in the operating room at 10:25 AM and didn't arrive until 10:27 AM, when a surgeon finally came in to take care of him.

The young man probably only heard these few sentences.

"Are you numb?" Character 1.
"She's numb." (The anesthesiologist)

"Let's perform manual reduction first." (Character 2)
"Perspective." Character 2.
"The results are in." It's unclear who said it.

"That's enough, let's put on the cast." It was unclear who was speaking.

Is this really surgery, or is it just kidney removal?

……

"What's your friend's name?" Fang Ziye offered to help fix the plaster cast and lower limbs for the patient, making it easier for Nie Mingxian to wrap the gauze.

"Oh, he's a master's graduate from your hospital, in internal medicine. His name is Xu Ping. You probably don't know him, Dr. Fang."

“I’m only twenty-five this year, and he’s only been doing his master’s degree for a year or so, I forget.” After the young man finished replying, he added another seemingly random remark.

"Doctor, is the quality of my treatment okay?"

Fang Ziye didn't really know Xu Ping's junior brother, so he went on to answer the second question, jokingly saying, "How about we just have surgery? You're so suspicious, if I don't cut you open and reposition you, you'll either cause me trouble or develop anxiety disorder."

"No, please..." the young man waved his hands repeatedly in protest.

……

After the surgery, the patient was wheeled back to the ward by the attending physician.

"Brother Xian, you should go back and rest. I'm going to the emergency room to assist Professor Xie, and I also have to go to the conference this afternoon. You can just go to the trauma center's emergency room tonight." Fang Ziye said as he took off his scrubs, revealing his chest and belly.

Nie Mingxian was a step behind Fang Ziye, his head wrapped in a green scrubs.

After taking it off, he threw it on the ground and took out clothes from the closet, saying, "That works too."

Then he joked, "Being taken advantage of by one person is at least considered virginity, but being taken advantage of by a group of people sounds a bit promiscuous, right?"

Nie Mingxian is currently working on a voluntary basis and is not receiving a salary.

Fang Ziye paused slightly as he put on his pants, then stuck out his buttocks to make room in front of him before pulling them up. He looked around and said, "Brother Xian, if others hear this, it's very easy for them to misunderstand."

"But Brother Xian, how about you register your name in our lab? I..."

Nie Mingxian also put on capri pants, tilted his head and said, "Forget it, it's not proper, and there will be more trouble in the future."

After saying that, Nie Mingxian started tying the belt and added, "Ziye, don't feel pressured. Anyway, you won't be able to take advantage of us for very long."

Fang Ziye picked up the handwashing clothes on the ground and was halfway toward the cloth bucket when he heard this. He paused for a moment, then continued walking, threw the clothes in, and walked out side by side with Nie Mingxian.

Q: "Is Brother Xian planning to go back?"

Nie Mingxian is not affiliated with Liu Huanglong, nor with Huazhong University of Science and Technology, nor with Wuhan University. He is currently a PhD at Union Hospital.

He is a free man.

Although both Deng Yong and Liu Huanglong wanted to keep Nie Mingxian, Nie Mingxian also had the "freedom" not to stay.

"Yes, I plan to go back around September, or after October."

"No matter how difficult the road is, we have to keep moving forward," Nie Mingxian said firmly.

"Brother Xian, is there any chance you can come back?" Fang Ziye asked calmly and steadily.

Nie Mingxian glanced at Fang Ziye, then looked down at his own shoes: "Who can say for sure what will happen in the future?"

“I’m just telling you my plans in advance. Ziye, you’re not the kind of person who would abandon someone after they’ve served their purpose, are you?” Nie Mingxian asked as he sat down to put on his shoes.

After asking, I frowned because one of the shoes on the shoe rack had an extremely strong odor.

Before Fang Ziye could reply, the two had already put on their shoes.

Nie Mingxian stood up abruptly: "Let's get out of here, this smell is too strong!"

After the two came out of the operating room, Nie Mingxian waved goodbye casually and went downstairs from the surgical building before Fang Ziye could bring the topic back.

Fang Ziye, on the other hand, headed towards the orthopedic building, towards the emergency department.

On the way, Fang Ziye looked up from both sides and felt that the sun was extremely intense, so intense that it was blinding. Fang Ziye inexplicably slowed down his pace.

Of course, it was very hot outside, and I was sweating a little from the heat just walking along the way.

Fang Ziye sped up in the second half of the journey and only felt the coolness return when he entered the emergency room.

Summer in Seoul has never disappointed.

……

As Fang Ziye pushed open the door to the trauma center's consultation room, Associate Professor Xie Jinyuan's cheerful voice as he made a phone call reached his ears. Seeing Gong Ziming sitting carefully beside him, his blank face immediately broke into a smile.

Gong Ziming stood up as if performing a silent comedy, giving his seat to Fang Ziye, while he himself got up to get Fang Ziye a water cup to make tea.

Fang Ziye approached and patted Gong Ziming on the shoulder, indicating that the other party did not need to be so polite.

Gong Ziming simply pointed to the stool, then made a phone call gesture, before turning around to make tea...

Xie Jinyuan pointed to the stool next to him and replied, "Director Du, I haven't heard of this yet. Professor Deng probably has his own arrangements."

“I haven’t been in the department for almost a year. I’ve come to the emergency department. Yes, the emergency department.”

"Okay, okay. I'm so sorry, you might need to ask Professor Deng if there are any spots available for further studies."

"Okay, okay, let's leave it at that for now."

After Xie Jinyuan hung up the phone, he didn't even look Fang Ziye in the eye. Instead, he quickly opened WeChat and said, "Ziye, you didn't even show up at the venue, but you already caused a huge uproar."

"It's one thing to blow up the meeting room, but I'm a marginalized trauma surgeon who's been in the emergency department for almost a year, and my phone is being bombarded right now. You can imagine that everyone else in the department is probably being bombarded with calls too."

After Xie Jinyuan finished speaking, seeing that Fang Ziye was about to reply, he immediately stretched out his left hand to signal Fang Ziye to shut up, pressed the voice button with his right hand, and brought the phone close to his mouth.

"Director Chen, you're really putting me in a difficult position. Our hospital's training quotas aren't under my jurisdiction, and I'm no longer in the trauma surgery department, so I can't help you. I'm so sorry!"

“I myself want to go back for further studies, to be honest,” Xie Jinyuan replied bitterly.

After replying, he added, "Ziye, the person I just replied to is an office director in the municipal bureau. We had drinks together before."

“He has a nephew who is also an orthopedic surgeon and currently works at a hospital in Xian City. He happened to be at the conference at the time, and now someone is calling to say that he also wants to come and study, and asked me to help him find a way.”

Of course, while Xie Jinyuan was speaking, he was still editing a message to reply to another chat box.

Presumably because their relationship was less close, he only typed a few words in front of Fang Ziye: "I am not familiar with the situation. Please consult Professor Deng or Professor Han."

Fang Ziye had just come out of the operating room and was completely unaware of what was happening at the meeting.

Once he was sure Xie Jinyuan would not reply, he said, "Teacher Xie, I'm sorry to have troubled you again."

"This live surgery broadcast was also arranged by Director Han."

Xie Jinyuan once again noticed Fang Ziye's way of addressing Han Yuanxiao, seeing through it but not saying anything: "We're all just following our superiors to make a living, but we should do what we're capable of."

At this point, Xie Jinyuan slammed his phone down on the table.

He interlaced his fingers and said, "Ziye, at the current rate, your annual income from private tutoring classes will not be less than this amount."

"Since Ziming is learning from you, shouldn't I pay you some tuition fees?"

"Otherwise, wouldn't that be considered getting it for free?"

Xie Jinyuan was joking when Gong Ziming approached with a disposable water cup, his tone becoming increasingly enthusiastic: "Brother Ye, have some tea."

Gong Ziming has a neutral yellow skin tone, neither fair nor dark. His appearance is ordinary, unremarkable, and the kind that would blend into a crowd and go unnoticed.

If we have to point out something special, it's Gong Ziming's two big front teeth when he smiles!
Gong Ziming was smiling at that moment, revealing his two front teeth. After putting down his water glass, he stood properly to the side.

Upon hearing this, Fang Ziye smiled and said, "Teacher Xie, if there's anything I haven't done well enough, you can just say so. If my junior brother has to pay tuition to learn from me, then my reputation will truly spread far and wide."

Upon hearing this, Xie Jinyuan's lips curled into a smile. After a moment of surprise, he asked, "Ziye, I have every reason to suspect that what you just said was a veiled criticism of your master."

Fang Ziye: "Huh???"

"Famous far and wide, huh?" Xie Jinyuan solemnly quoted the idiom Fang Ziye had just used.

Fang Ziye: "..."

Do I have to be extra careful when using idioms from now on?
Given Yuan Weihong's reputation, he is probably quite famous.

Xie Jinyuan immediately began to reprimand his student: "Gong Ziming, I told you long ago to learn more from Senior Brother Ziye, but you just wouldn't listen."

"Now that everyone knows, if you want to learn again, the opportunity won't be as good as before."

"If I were you, would I still go home to sleep?"

Gong Ziming lowered his head slightly: "Master, I spend almost all my time learning from Senior Brother Fang. I only rest for a while when he tells me to go back and rest."

"I didn't slack off, it's just that my progress wasn't as fast as Senior Brother Nie Mingxian's!"

At this point, Gong Ziming swallowed hard and said, "I just didn't realize before that the manual repositioning technique I learned was so captivating!"

"So I didn't pay special attention to it, and I just kept asking Senior Brother Fang about his other basic skills and techniques."

Xie Jinyuan tilted his head and asked, "Ziye, is what Ziming said true? Has his technique for repositioning really improved?"

Fang Ziye nodded in agreement: "Yes, there has been considerable progress, but further refinement is still needed."

"If we can go a step further, we can confidently entrust him with handling routine fractures."

Currently, Gong Ziming's skill level is only level 2+, and he is still some distance away from level 3.

Level 3 proficiency means you've reached a certain level of expertise. Fang Ziye also started performing manual reduction techniques in clinical practice at this stage.

Xie Jinyuan nodded upon hearing this: "That's alright."

After saying that, Xie Jinyuan's eyes rolled around again, and then he asked, "Ziye, there are rumors among the subordinates in the department recently that the reason why Director Han sent you to the trauma center is because you revised the subordinate follow-up system."

"The privilege behind the hard work of the chief resident is that he can seek benefits for his junior colleagues in his group."

"What do you think about this?" Xie Jinyuan asked. Fang Ziye frowned and shook his head: "I have no opinion. Everyone has their own understanding and perspective."

"It's reasonable that those in the same hospital group have more opportunities, especially those with master's or doctoral degrees."

"But personally, when Brother Jin Hongzhou was the chief resident, he did not show any special favor to his subordinates in his own group just because I was in Professor Deng's group."

"If someone has held an umbrella for me, then I should follow their example and spread their kindness."

"This is my personal understanding of teaching by example."

Finally, Fang Ziye added with a smile, "Teacher Xie, I'm not saying that what we're doing now isn't good enough. I'm just expressing my own thoughts. You can't turn around and sell me out."

"Ziye, what you're saying..."

"Are you afraid I'll sell you out?" Xie Jinyuan joked.

Xie Jinyuan did not say he wouldn't, but instead said that Fang Ziye was not afraid.

Fang Ziye smiled and said, "Teacher Xie, I am definitely afraid, but I also know that Teacher Xie would not do it."

As they were talking, a patient knocked on the door and entered.

The conversation between Xie Jinyuan and Xie Jinyuan came to an abrupt end, and they immediately began seeing patients.

……

It was 1:20 PM.

Fang Ziye frowned in the emergency surgery clinic. He made way for the general surgery resident while making a phone call: "Senior Brother Wang, there is an emergency surgery in the emergency surgery clinic."

"Patients with multiple combined injuries to the chest, abdomen, and both lower limbs will need to be sent to the emergency operating room after a CT scan."

"I have already arranged for Gong Ziming to have a conversation with the family members to get them to sign the relevant surgical consent form."

"Ziye, what's going on?" Wang Yuanqi asked, presumably through a speakerphone.

Fang Ziye also heard the sound of a group of people typing on keyboards in the department, which he guessed was Wang Yuanqi arranging for junior doctors to revise medical records.

“Destruction,” Fang Ziye said.

Wang Yuanqi's tone faltered on the other end, perhaps because he had turned off the speakerphone and held the phone to his ear: "Ziye, so you're going to perform this surgery?"

Is Professor Xie in the emergency room?

"Senior Brother Wang, I need to go to the venue. I have a pre-competition demonstration at 2:10 PM," Fang Ziye replied.

Nowadays, Fang Ziye's task is not emergency surgery, but only to participate in emergency consultations.

Therefore, Fang Ziye can ask Xie Jinyuan for leave to go to the meeting.

Wang Yuanqi swallowed hard. "But, Ziye, what about the damage? I'm afraid I won't be able to handle it. Master and Director Han have both gone to the meeting, and Professor Peng Long and the others have also gone to the meeting."

"Ziye, do you think you could call the venue and ask them to have someone else demonstrate the pre-competition procedures?"

"After all, we clinicians should prioritize clinical work."

"Mr. Fang, the patient's condition is unstable, and we probably can't get him to the CT room in time. Let's take him to the emergency operating room first." Associate Chief Physician Huang Yan replied to Fang Ziye from the side.

Fang Ziye gave him an OK sign and then replied, "Senior Brother Wang, not all patients with limb damage can have their limbs saved."

"It's understandable that the amputation rate increases after professors leave for other meetings during the orthopedic conference."

Fang Ziye subtly rejected Wang Yuanqi's request.

I, Fang Ziye, am a person, not a machine. I am not obligated to take the stage every time I encounter damage or destruction.

Everyone has their own core mission.

"But?" Wang Yuanqi was about to say something more.

Fang Ziye added, "Senior Brother Wang, you should hurry down to the emergency operating room. This patient probably won't be sent to the surgical operating room."

I'll try to get back as soon as possible!

As early as the beginning of this month, Fang Ziye realized that the world could still function without him, and even emergency trauma surgery could be performed without him.

At least, Wang Yuanqi has performed several amputations.

"Alright, Ziye, go ahead then!" Wang Yuanqi understood and quickly got up.

“Okay, Senior Brother Wang. Do you think we should give Associate Professor Peng Long and Associate Professor Chen Fang a call?” Fang Ziye said one more thing and then hung up the phone.

After registering, Fang Ziye went to Xie Jinyuan's clinic next door as arranged and planned, and politely explained, "Teacher Xie, I need to ask for leave again."

Xie Jinyuan interlaced his fingers and scanned Fang Ziye up and down: "This kind of injury, your senior brother Wang can only handle it by amputation, you know?"

"Teacher Xie, please stop trying to manipulate and test me." Fang Ziye completely ignored Xie Jinyuan's words.

The first step for a doctor to mature is to suppress their 'absolute saintly heart'.

When you have surgery, do it well and be worthy of the surgery you've performed.

When you're not having surgery or shouldn't be at work, take good rest and make sure you're in good health so you can perform at your best when you're back at work.

A person is just a person and needs rest.

Countless precedents have proven that working indefinitely without rest can lead to death.

"I'm leaving now! I'll try to get back as soon as possible," Fang Ziye said.

"Alright, go ahead!" Xie Jinyuan waved his hand, and then watched as Fang Ziye took off his white coat and left the consultation room without any hesitation.

Recognizing that you are a person, not a brick, and having a certain degree of autonomy is the first step towards maturity.

Fang Ziye's master's, doctoral, and chief resident degrees were seamlessly connected, so Fang Ziye did not give Deng Yong and Yuan Weihong enough time to guide Fang Ziye in understanding the principles he should uphold at work.

In order to help Fang Ziye get promoted faster, a lot of teaching was reduced, and it was hoped that Fang Ziye could figure it out on his own.

Fang Ziye hailed a car as soon as he left the house, got in at the emergency department entrance, and headed straight for the academic conference venue.

Fang Ziye participated in four events at this academic conference and youth skills competition.

This morning's live surgery broadcast, and this afternoon's pre-competition demonstration of open surgery in the trauma surgery competition venue.

The academic presentation on trauma on Saturday morning, and the judges for the hand surgery suturing project on Sunday, the final day.

The main reason for this arrangement was to make Fang Ziye stand out in the province and gradually allow him to enter the field of trauma surgery in Hubei Province.

Anyone who wants to pursue a teaching career must first enter the world of vocational colleges.

On a small scale, teaching is about instructing students; on a larger scale, it's about exchanging ideas with peers. How can you improve without exchanging ideas with your colleagues? Why wait for others to learn about you if you don't share what you've done?

Why should we? Everyone's so busy.

Therefore, academic conferences provide an opportunity for peers to exchange ideas within a specific timeframe.

……

Fang Ziye was just an unknown nobody, so naturally no one greeted him when he arrived at the hotel.

However, we did encounter someone who was seeing off experts from other provinces who were taking a flight after their lunch break.

However, the team that sent the person was not from Zhongnan Hospital, and Fang Ziye did not know them.

According to the conference schedule, Fang Ziye found the trauma surgery sub-venue at 1:55.

After appearing at the sub-venue, someone finally recognized Fang Ziye: "Ziye, you've finally arrived. If you hadn't come, I would have called the police to look for you."

"It's already at 55, and the rehearsal is about to begin at 2:10." The speaker was Long Yuan from Tongji Hospital.

Long Yuan, sporting a square-shaped buzz cut, spoke as he stood up to hand Fang Ziye a work badge, then gestured to the graduate student beside him to quickly get the white lab coat.

Although it's a competition, it's not an operating room, so we still need to show respect for the medical arena. Even if we don't wear sterile surgical gowns, we should still wear a white coat or work clothes.

Back in Enshi, Wu Xuanqi had helped introduce them. Therefore, Fang Ziye remembered him and greeted him, "Hello, Professor Long."

"Professor Zhong, Professor Dong."

When Associate Professor Dong Dongsheng of Union Hospital and Associate Professor Zhong Wenyuan of Tongji Hospital saw Fang Ziye, they felt a sense of loss.

Many people may not know Fang Ziye, but they do.

Fang Ziye was a participant in last year's Trauma Surgery sub-forum and won the grand prize.

Although luck played a part, the other two more powerful "younger brothers" were called in for questioning because they couldn't control their "younger brothers".

The fact that Fang Ziye was able to stand out from the encirclement and suppression by Wu Xuanqi and others shows that Fang Ziye is really strong.

However, to everyone's surprise, only one year later!
Fang Ziye vanished like smoke in half a year, and then disappeared like a sudden, powerful blow from the sky in the other half!

Dong Dongsheng took a few steps closer to Zhong Wenyuan: "Brother Yuan, is this the 'trending topic' maniac of the past six months?"

Zhong Wenyuan glanced at Fang Ziye, pursed his lips and nodded, forcing a smile through his serious expression: "This is the great master, also known as the Bull Demon King. He even kicked Professor Duan."

Upon hearing this, Fang Ziye stared at Zhong Wenyuan.

Last year, I was so focused on Professor Zhong Wenyuan's demeanor and advanced operating skills that I completely failed to notice that Zhong Wenyuan was actually quite chubby.

Zhong Wenyuan's head is really big; with a slight shake, it can easily go over his shoulders.

Fang Ziye said, "Professor Zhong, Professor Dong, why do I have so many nicknames?"

"There's nothing we can do. Xiao Fang, you're just too amazing, which makes Professor Deng stand out from the crowd."

“You’ve made so much progress, it’s no wonder you’re trending on social media in a small area,” Dong Dongsheng said.

Compared to Zhong Wenyuan, Dong Dongsheng's head is relatively small. Furthermore, Dong Dongsheng has a small cleft lip on the left corner of his mouth.

Last year, when Dong Dongsheng gave his demonstration, he was wearing a mask, so Fang Ziye didn't really notice.

"As for the nickname 'Bull Demon King,' even Buddha would kick it if he came." Dong Dongsheng's tone was slightly sarcastic.

The topic of damage and destruction was originally raised by Duan Hong. How can Deng Yong be compared to Duan Hong?
Deng Yong was only able to be brought into the clinical research group because of good relationships; otherwise, he would have been just an outsider watching the show.

However, Deng Yong did something quite different. He simply took the pot halfway there and only ate with his own people.

Fang Ziye was unaware of his reputation in the past.

Hearing this, I could only laugh awkwardly: "Professors, this nickname is a bit too harsh."

"Did I come to the wrong place? Should I go back first?"

If you can't win an argument, then admit defeat.

Other matters are not Fang Ziye's responsibility.

If it's not clear, then don't explain.

If an adult is shameless, most people can't do anything about it.

The topic of damage and destruction is not the same as the Duan family's damage and destruction topic. Everyone can do it, so why can't Deng Yong do it?
Just because you took the lead, does that mean you're the most important person in the family?

So, all the achievements in Chinese medicine end up in the hands of a few top hospitals, and other hospitals are left out?
Long Yuan immediately reached out and pulled Fang Ziye back: "No, just kidding."

Fang Ziye is young, and if he gets angry and leaves, it will be the others who will be in trouble later.

In reality, Zhong Wenyuan and Dong Dongsheng just wanted to gain some verbal advantage over Fang Ziye.

The competition officially began at 2:00 PM sharp.

The chief examiner for this trauma surgery competition was Professor Qi Qiaowen from Peking Union Medical College Hospital, who did the same work as Professor An Luming from the Provincial People's Hospital last year.

Before announcing the start of the afternoon session, he first gave a long introduction of Fang Ziye's identity, which was basically just reading through Fang Ziye's resume.

After reading it, I felt it wasn't quite right, so I added a sentence: "Well, this Dr. Fang was the winner of the grand prize in the youth skills competition held in the middle of last year. Everyone should still remember him well."

"I've also heard a saying that Fang Xiaote is known in the medical community. He is the youngest recipient of the special prize in our Hubei Province Young Physicians Competition."

"Next, Dr. Fang Xiaote will demonstrate the incision procedure for us. Please pay close attention. This will be a demonstration of your competition results."

Upon hearing this, everyone applauded.

Regardless, this youngest winner of the grand prize is enough to earn the respect of many. Perhaps Fang Ziye's pre-match demonstration was not as brilliant as others, but he still deserves the respect he deserves.

However, when Fang Ziye got on the stage, he saw that the surgical supplies for this incision had changed from blood vessels last year to pork belly.

Upon seeing this, Fang Ziye glanced at Chief Examiner Qi Qiaowen with slight doubt to confirm whether the other party had made a mistake.

The skill of cutting pork belly is usually practice material for level 3 skills. Is it really appropriate to use it for the assessment here?

However, Professor Qi Qiaowen gestured and said, "Dr. Fang, please begin your performance."

Seeing this, Fang Ziye stopped being polite and picked up the surgical scalpel, starting to quickly cut around one layer of the pork belly.

Round and round and round.

After making three circular cuts with one knife, Fang Ziye stopped and separated the pork belly into two pieces!

After finishing, Fang Ziye, like Dong Dongsheng and others who had done a rehearsal last year, stepped down from the stage.

The scene was initially one of complete disbelief!
Then I looked at the display on the control panel and was completely dumbfounded.

(End of this chapter)