Chapter 234

Qin Geluo was the attending physician in the group, but Qin Geluo's own Incision Technique had not yet reached Level 4.

Fortunately, Qin Geluo's own match came before Fang Ziye's few rounds; otherwise, Qin Geluo even felt he might be pressured by Fang Ziye, forcibly make an incision, end up with a score of zero, and possibly fail to make the Top Twenty.

Hearing this, Fang Ziye blinked: "Brother Luo, that's a bit serious, how could Brother Luo possibly be my stepping stone?"

At this time, Senior Brother Wang Yuanqi and the others dared not speak at all.

Even though Wang Yuanqi was secretly a bit excited about his good result of 21st place in the first round, he dared not show it.

Yan Zhiming and the others dared not speak even more; they just looked at Qin Geluo, pondering how to comfort him.

After all, Fang Ziye was his junior trainee, and now he had achieved a better result than Qin Geluo; with the teacher not around, if Qin Geluo came looking for trouble, wouldn't he be the one being bullied?

Fortunately, Qin Geluo himself was open-minded: "Fortunately, my result is still slightly better than Xiao Nuo's!"

"Ziye, keep charging forward, be strong if you can; I estimate my ranking has already reached its peak," Qin Geluo said.

Incision Technique is not the most core basic skill of Trauma Surgery; if you fall behind here, catching up later will be extremely difficult!

But Qin Geluo knew Fang Ziye's chances were great.

The core basic skills of Trauma Surgery are Hemostasis Technique and Debridement Technique, plus Suturing Technique and Incision Technique; actually, they are all incidental, and not many people can reach Fang Ziye's level.

It is even possible that people like Zi Xi and Xue Hua cannot reach Level 4!

Especially Suturing Technique; generally, those not in Hand Surgery who reach Level 4 are very, very few. After the second round, Fang Ziye's comprehensive score will probably surprise many people.

"Brother Luo, thank you for your encouragement; I will strive to do my best," Fang Ziye said without embarrassment.

He just didn't want to verbally stir the fire in front of Qin Geluo; it did not mean Fang Ziye felt guilty.

His ability was clear and aboveboard, neither stolen nor robbed, just opened up; what was the big deal?

Fang Ziye's result in the first round was not particularly outstanding; he just ranked seventh.

First place was not Ning Jindong, who participated in the first round, but Pang Shu, the highest winner of the Special Prize.

Then came Ning Jindong and Chen Tai Lin of Tongji Hospital, both ranking behind Ning Jindong, showing that Ning Jindong's talent was truly extraordinary.

The scores of these three were all 80+ in the first round!

Fourth place was Fang Ziye's acquaintance Wu Xuanqi; Wu Xuanqi's Incision Technique should have only beaten Fang Ziye slightly in proficiency. His first-round score was as high as 77, while Fang Ziye's score was only 73!

Pang Shu of Peking Union Medical College Hospital, Ning Jindong of Provincial Central Hospital, Chen Tai Lin of Tongji Hospital, Wu Xuanqi of Tongji Hospital, Ceng Tai of Provincial People's Hospital, Fang Ziye of Zhongnan Hospital, Zhang Wenshang of Provincial People's Hospital, Xue Hua of Zhongnan Hospital, Xing Fang of Peking Union Medical College Hospital, Zi Xi of Zhongnan Hospital, Guo Haichao of Tongji Hospital, Dong Zhou of Three Gorges University Affiliated First Hospital...

These were the top twelve in the first-round score ranking, all with scores above 70, excellent young doctors whose Incision Technique proficiency had reached Level 4.

"What a pity! Actually, Wu Chengwen's Hemostasis Technique and Debridement Technique were not bad, but he was eliminated in the first round."

"Such a competition is actually a bit unfair." Qin Geluo and the others gathered together, discussing the competition results, while Nie Xuehua next to her complained to Zi Xi like this.

Hearing this, Zi Xi first comforted Wu Chengwen a few words.

Wu Chengwen was Teacher Dong's Doctoral Student, in the same class as Wang Yuanqi; this time he didn't even make the Top Thirty-Two, and at this moment he was also a bit disappointed.

However, there were not a few people who were disappointed like this.

Even some young people were struck down, sitting on chairs by the side, listlessly looking around, as if digesting emotions unique to them.

But at this time, no one would care about their emotions.

Zi Xi then said: "Chengwen, don't be disappointed; this is competition. The purpose of competition is to have those who advance and those who don't. If everyone advanced, then it wouldn't be a competition."

"We are still going to be doctors, not professional competition players; mainly, the organizers also..."

At the time of the competition, it was about immediate success or failure, not your comprehensive ability, but your on-the-spot performance; the set rules, that is, the rules.

"Ziye's performance is not bad." After Zi Xi said this, he changed the subject and looked in the direction where Fang Ziye was.

Although it was expected that Fang Ziye could definitely squeeze into the Top Sixteen of the Second Prize, no one expected that Fang Ziye could actually squeeze into the Top Six in the first round. His result was better than both Zi Xi and Xue Hua.

Qin Geluo immediately put on a drama queen act at this moment: "Brother Zi Xi, come, hug me, comfort me."

"Damn, as if none of us need comfort." Seeing Qin Geluo acting like a clown, Zi Xi rolled his eyes.

Fang Ziye's ranking was suddenly higher than theirs; it's not just one person who got hurt, okay...

"Can it turn around in the afternoon?" After Nie Xuehua and the others hugged, she patted Qin Geluo and asked.

Hearing this, Qin Geluo almost cried: "Brother Xue Hua, in the afternoon I might have to lie down; Suturing is Ziye's strong field."

"Ah?" Zi Xi's eyes widened.

"Oh! ~ Is that so." The two then suddenly understood.

It seems that Hand Surgery had snatched people away.

It's just that they were not in the same group as Fang Ziye, so they almost forgot about this matter.

After this encounter, Fang Ziye in the afternoon, as soon as the lottery drew the second match of the competition to an end, immediately slipped away.

"Eh? You're not waiting for the results?" Nie Xuehua's afternoon match was in the last round; after watching Fang Ziye's Suturing operation, she subconsciously wanted to grab Fang Ziye and wait together for his good results.

"Brother Hua, no can do; my Master is coming soon. Since I am a person from Enshi, not going to pick him up personally is inexcusable."

"I won't look at my afternoon results." Fang Ziye immediately slipped away.

And he gave Nie Xuehua a reason she could not refuse.

If it were to see a teacher, it might not give Nie Xuehua face; eh, your teacher is a teacher, I look for you and you can just ignore me?

But it was a teacher coming from afar, and Fang Ziye going to welcome him is a kind of filial piety as a student; it really is hard to say anything. Even if Nie Xuehua's airs were great, even if Teacher Deng, it's not right to say Fang Ziye had no need to pick up Yuan Weihong!

In the afternoon, four o'clock.

At Enshi Railway Station, Fang Ziye at the doorway finally welcomed his Master, carrying a bag, walking out from the station exit, full of red light on his face.

Fang Ziye hurriedly walked forward and said: "Master, let me carry the bag."

"You haven't eaten lunch yet, right? Let's go eat something together first."

Yuan Weihong arrived at Enshi at four o'clock; he must have set off before twelve o'clock, after all, the total travel time is here.

"Mm, good!" Yuan Weihong moved his arms left and right, letting Fang Ziye take off his backpack.

Then he rubbed Fang Ziye's bald head and said: "Since coming to Enshi, you're doing quite well; just now I received several calls about you."

"One of them is Shen Tao's, and the reason Shen Tao called is to say his junior brother discussed you with him again."

"Master! ~"

"Isn't this because you taught well?"

"Fortunately, I discovered that the teacher who performed the suturing demonstration surgery, and Teacher Wu Xuanqi Pang Shu who competed in the first round, also seem to be skilled in suturing."

"I hurriedly slipped away. Otherwise I definitely wouldn't be able to leave now." Fang Ziye explained while touching his ears.

"Do you know why?" When Yuan Weihong heard Fang Ziye say his master taught well, he felt so pleased inside.

Then hearing that after Fang Ziye's afternoon competition ended, he wasn't at the scene, yet his comprehensive ranking was currently second! Even if it was just one day, or a temporary ranking for one afternoon.

This isn't something an ordinary person can achieve.

Thinking about the messages sent by the junior brothers in his department, Yuan Weihong really wanted to explain more to Fang Ziye.

"Master, please speak." Fang Ziye was very standard, ready to listen obediently.

"Incision and debridement ultimately involve cutting, so they actually have a crossover auxiliary effect. But suturing and incision are completely different tools and operational processes."

"This is related to the underlying operational logic of surgical operations."

"Just like puncture techniques, those good at suturing aren't necessarily proficient in puncture, even though both use needles."

"But incision and debridement are actually inseparable at the root." Yuan Weihong patiently instructed.

"Suturing is not an absolute core basic skill of our Trauma Surgery; generally, except for associate professors and professors, few can reach the level of entering the hall."

"I originally thought you couldn't even pass the first round, so I didn't explain this much to you, thinking you could just broaden your horizons. I didn't expect you could actually advance to the third round."

"The third round is the top ten?"

"Top sixteen, second prize is already very secure." Yuan Weihong said while rubbing his hands.

"Master, this way, I've already reserved a place to eat in advance; we can just go directly!" Fang Ziye said while leading Yuan Weihong into his own 'contracted' car.

Contracted for two hours, two trips, costing three hundred.

Not cheap, but no way, Yuan Weihong hadn't reached the level where Enshi Central Hospital would always prepare a car to pick him up and drop him off, so Fang Ziye had to pay to show filial piety.

"Here, the call is coming again." After Yuan Weihong got in the car, he took out his phone while showing it to Fang Ziye.

After connecting, Yuan Weihong's tone actually became somewhat restrained: "Ning Jindong, you also call to probe the situation? This is rare indeed?"

Yuan Weihong turned on the speakerphone, so Fang Ziye could hear Ning Jindong's surprised voice: "I heard Fang Ziye is your student, only twenty-seven years old this year? How did you do it? Wei Ge?"

"You ask me how I did it? I say you guess?"

Yuan Weihong began: "Aiya, actually I also don't know how I did it; I just raised him freely, this child has been worry-free since young, I did nothing, nor did I attend private tutoring classes..."

(Chapter End)