Chapter 23: Debridement Technique Breaks the Barrier (Please Collect, Please Follow)

"When did you order coffee?" At 1:20 PM, Fang Ziye made an excuse to go out, returned with two cups of Luckin Coffee, leaving Yuan Weihong quite surprised.

"Does Master not like this flavor? Want to switch with me?" Fang Ziye pushed the coffee in front of him over.

Yuan Weihong narrowed his eyes, poking open the lid with a straw while joking, "Your corruption like this will make my pocket money not enough."

Fang Ziye smiled and said, "Master, shall I treat you often from now on?"

Recently, the financial support from home had been generous, and the monthly meal allowance had been raised to two thousand. Fang Ziye naturally allowed himself to be a bit more generous.

"Are you trying to be my superior?" Yuan Weihong deliberately looked at the back of Fang Ziye's head, finding no rebellious bone.

Fang Ziye immediately wilted.

However, the benefit of this cup of coffee was that Fang Ziye saw ten outpatient patients and ten follow-up patients that afternoon.

Thus, even a mosquito is meat, Fang Ziye's knowledge points suddenly surged past the 18 major hurdles, and adding yesterday's 2 knowledge points, he was only a few tenths away from the level upgrade of the Debridement Technique.

Off work from the outpatient clinic.

Yuan Weihong politely asked, "Are you free to go eat together later?"

The correct answer is always yes; helping the teacher show off means giving the teacher a chance to perform.

But Fang Ziye temporarily refused today.

"Master, recently Junior Sister Luo gave me much guidance, and combined with your secret manual, they complement each other. I feel I've gained a lot and want to digest it well?"

"How about Master leaves this opportunity for you and Junior Fellow Trainee to have a bigger meal?" Fang Ziye twisted his white coat with both hands, making no movement with his hands.

Yuan Weihong actually asked Fang Ziye if he was free just to check if Fang Ziye was in a 'special period'; otherwise, why would a teacher ask if you're free when treating you to a meal?

Hearing this, Yuan Weihong's expression changed instantly: "You?"

Looking at the progress of the Debridement Technique, Fang Ziye smiled slyly and suggested: "Master, why not go eat first? After eating and returning, I will bring Junior Fellow Trainee to give Master a Mid-Autumn Festival gift together?"

Soaking in the training room for one or two hours would suffice; Fang Ziye had just gone through it forcefully.

Yuan Weihong immediately twisted the accelerator of his electric scooter, saying: "I'll go back and change my vehicle first. You put away your white coat, then go to the training room and wait for me."

"You must wait for me!"

Less than fifteen days since the last Teacher's Day gift, Fang Ziye's professional operation had another breakthrough.

This time, Yuan Weihong, as a teacher, felt it was necessary to accompany from the side and personally witness the student's growth.

Fang Ziye nodded: "Alright, Master."

Fang Ziye did not find Yuan Weihong's action very surprising.

Gaining reading opportunities from the training room, the entire Orthopedics Department had not produced a single person in one or two years.

In the entire Department of Surgery, very few people pass the test each year.

Surgery is the most operation-heavy, and operation is one of the skills where faking is least possible; how could Yuan Weihong not value it?

After putting away his white coat, Fang Ziye first practiced in the ward for a while, but unfortunately gained nothing, so he could only honestly return to the training room and buy sixteen yuan worth of silk tofu downstairs in the Skill Training Room Building to slowly explore.

When Yuan Weihong arrived, the time was approaching 8 PM; it was getting late, people in the training room had been returning home one after another, and there were not particularly many people left inside.

But Yuan Weihong saw that his two students had been working diligently there all along.

Among them, Jie Han was still cutting tofu to practice knife control for the Incision Technique.

As for Fang Ziye, he was carefully shaving a quarter of a tofu block thin, carving the character "Shi" (Master), with the radical replaced by traditional characters, otherwise it would be hard to form.

Carving three-dimensional characters requires extremely precise control of the scalpel. When Yuan Weihong arrived, the character "Shi" was already half-formed, but the radical currently only had an outline and had not yet been hollowed out.

Fang Ziye carefully took a breath, and after slowly fixing the outer frame of the character "Kou" with the scalpel, he slowly carved, scooping out the tofu inside the frame bit by bit.

This simulates special injuries and the periphery of fixed injuries, requiring very strict debridement range, distance, and shape of debridement, combined with clinical practice.

Fang Ziye looked up at the teacher; Yuan Weihong pulled up his mask, walked over with hands behind his back: "You each operate on your own, no need to be distracted."

"The first principle on the operating table: surgery is primary, the lead surgeon is supreme."

Fang Ziye continued to focus wholeheartedly.

Ten minutes later, Fang Ziye sighed softly.

Looking at the "Shi" character he had carved, having walked a hundred steps but lacking the last ninety, the final step ultimately lacked the right timing; the character did not collapse, but was slightly skewed. From the perspective of merely forming a character, it could be considered a success.

But during debridement, negligence is absolutely unacceptable, especially debridement of adhesions around nerve injuries, where a hair's breadth off can lead to a thousand-mile error.

However, after completing this carving, the knowledge points gained from practice suddenly increased by 0.1!

Perfectly filling the last tiny gap.

"Master, let me try once more." Fang Ziye pressed his lips and stood up.

"Mm! ~ No rush." Yuan Weihong knew Fang Ziye had truly reached a critical node; the final step—if he could not penetrate the principle of carving characters with the Debridement Technique, he could not master it, but it was close.

This time, Fang Ziye changed to another character, the simplified character "Jie" (Festival).

Outlining the shape, Fang Ziye's operation was like flowing clouds and water, no longer a problem.

After the outer frame quickly formed, the rest was to scoop and polish the strokes of the character again.

And this time, Yuan Weihong saw that Fang Ziye seemed to have suddenly broken through some barrier; his operation was a little smoother than before, especially in controlling details when carving hollow structures, with more timing, showing a hint of old-hand skill.

Yuan Weihong was surprised in his heart but did not speak to disturb.

Twenty minutes later, Fang Ziye's character had only the grass radical of the simplified character "Jie" left.

And this time, with the connected strokes, Fang Ziye was confident; after carving the bottom line of the outer frame dead with one stroke, he immediately cut out the middle without the slightest hesitation.

Bit by stroke, lump by lump, bit by bit.

Finally, at 8:51 PM, Fang Ziye finally produced a "Jie" character that looked quite spirited, at least looking relatively normal.

There was no calligraphy to speak of, just a standard character.

But even so, Yuan Weihong and Junior Fellow Trainee Jie Han, who had stopped operating to wait for Fang Ziye, all sighed in relief.

Jie Han even lightly pounded the tabletop with his fist to express his excitement and exhilaration, saying in a low voice: "Senior Brother, you are too awesome."

At this moment, Yuan Weihong's mood became even more relaxed, and he immediately said: "Are you sure it's just 'too', not 'too sun'?"

Jie Han and Fang Ziye, upon hearing this, abruptly turned their heads, their expressions both conflicted.

Master, at this time, shouldn't it be the time for the three of us in our Teacher-Student Relationship to be properly happy? How come you suddenly welded the car door shut?

Yuan Weihong turned around, humming: "Seemingly a Mandarin Duck Butterfly, an era where it shouldn't be"

"But who can escape the sorrow of the mortal world!"

"Flowery world, Mandarin Duck Butterfly."

Yuan tone accompanied by Hand Gesturing, duck walk, movements one draw one pause, As If wanting to leave the Training Room and conquer the entire realm.

One can see his gratification.

However, Yuan Weihong's Arrogant display hadn't lasted Ten Seconds, going out the door he might have been squinting, Hand Gesturing and hit someone, hit the Abdomen, with a Bang sound after.

His movement paused, he opened his eyes.

A cold clear voice arrived at his ear, from Deng Yong: "Xiao Honghong, Mood pretty good huh."

Yuan Weihong dazed for a moment, immediately Stood at Attention, Hurried to put on an Apologetic Smile: "Deng Professor, sorry, sorry..."

"Come with me for a bit..."

Yuan Weihong dejectedly followed behind the turned-around Teacher Deng, like a child, After all he just hit a Superior once, and the force was solid...

"Fellow Trainee, still better not be too Arrogant." Fang Ziye learned his Master's Words and Deeds.

(Chapter End)