Chapter 237: First Prize (Seeking Subscriptions)

The very existence of a competition is itself a rather cruel scramble for supremacy.

This is merely an exchange-oriented competition, focused on exchange and learning rather than outright competition, lasting only about three days overall, so there are no group stages like in gaming tournaments.

Instead, they simply take the results from the previous rounds directly and select those who ranked highest to advance to the next competition.

This may overlook some truly capable contestants, but it's no big deal—competition is ultimately entertainment and won't affect your career as a doctor.

In the morning session of the second day, only sixteen people will actually compete.

Each match has only four people, divided into four small rounds.

Fang Ziye's lottery ranking was relatively high, placing him in the first small round, so he competes directly.

Of course, by this point the competition is nearly white-hot, because after the results of the third round this morning come out, the First Prize rankings will be determined.

Because after the third match ends, the top eight will be decided. First Prize plus Special Prize totals nine slots.

Associate Professor Peng Long didn't have time to tell Fang Ziye more techniques; after the lottery, Fang Ziye stood in the waiting area.

Perhaps to avoid the gap between the lead surgeon and the contestant being too small during the suturing competition, which could cause a contestant's score to suddenly skyrocket to an unbelievable degree.

Therefore, the person performing the opening debridement demonstration in this session is a Chief Physician. More precisely, he was once a member of Fang Ziye's master's thesis defense committee, and was Professor Zheng Tonghui who had made things difficult for Fang Ziye.

Of course, during that defense, Zheng Tonghui asked some out-of-syllabus questions because he got carried away himself, not targeting Fang Ziye; afterward, he still generously signed his name, agreeing to Fang Ziye's master's graduation and the awarding of his master's degree.

Fang Ziye's debridement proficiency isn't particularly high—barely at Level 4. It's just passable.

And debridement, as a core skill of trauma surgery, the other few competing alongside Fang Ziye are all above Level 4, with higher proficiency than Fang Ziye.

So Fang Ziye is just a big shot among little cows—just one big shot.

He didn't attract particularly much attention, because in terms of watchability, Wu Xuanqi, competing alongside Fang Ziye, shows off more in debridement than Fang Ziye.

Fang Ziye didn't even look at Wu Xuanqi, judging that Wu Xuanqi's level was at least over 1000 proficiency above Level 4.

After all, it's a core skill, so everyone still takes it very seriously!

Naturally, them being good doesn't mean Fang Ziye is necessarily bad, and not everyone can reach Level 4.

For example, Guo Haichao, a PhD from Tongji Hospital, hasn't reached Level 4 in debridement proficiency.

So his score ranking is relatively low.

Actually, if you just compare Fang Ziye and Guo Haichao directly, Fang Ziye's excellence is somewhat extraordinary.

After all, Fang Ziye is Guo Haichao's fellow trainee and is also a bit younger than Guo Haichao.

But Fang Ziye's current level of excellence is even greater than Guo Haichao's.

Actually, among PhD students, Guo Haichao is already considered quite good.

After all, Wu Xuanqi isn't exactly a proper PhD—he delayed for several years.

Although Wu Xuanqi came from behind and started over, to outsiders, no one cares what he went through; they only look at the match between his age and his current ability.

They won't care how many years you studied or what happened in between.

These things about qualification only matter to people very close to you.

After Fang Ziye's competition.

While strolling leisurely to observe the subsequent matches, he discovered that actually many people seemed quite nervous during the competition.

This included his own hospital's Sister Zi Xi.

And also Zhang Wenshang.

Last time, at the small gathering, there were eleven people total; besides Fang Ziye and Guo Haichao, the two young PhDs, there were only nine others.

The total slots for Special Prize and First Prize are nine. They all felt their First Prize was a sure thing, basically no accidents would happen.

So at that time, they watched Fang Ziye and Guo Haichao with an appreciative mindset.

But now, because of Fang Ziye's intrusion, among the other nine mature young doctors who are formally employed, after all, someone can't squeeze into the First Prize lineup.

In the second round, after Zhang Wenshang, this little fatty, finished competing, he was covered in sweat.

As soon as he left the competition venue, he headed straight for the restroom—clearly nervous to the extreme, so his performance in the operation wasn't particularly good.

Before the third round began, the results of the first round came out.

As expected, Fang Ziye's score was only 71, ranking fourth in the first small round!

Because although two people who competed alongside Fang Ziye ranked outside the top ten after the first two rounds and weren't favorites for First Prize,

this doesn't hinder the fact that they have solid foundations in the core basic skills of trauma surgery and possess Level 4 operation proficiency, so Fang Ziye's score being temporarily at the bottom isn't particularly surprising.

Then the third round contestants gradually arrived at their positions.

During the intermission, no one discussed or gossiped about anything.

Except for people from this hospital or a very familiar circle, who would be very close with whom?

If it weren't for Wu Xuanqi's special recommendation of this special "talent," Fang Ziye wouldn't have been able to meet Pang Shu and others, and might not even have heard of them before they were promoted to Deputy Chief Physician.

When inquiring about a hospital, people generally only pay attention to the top experts at the front; as for who is in a big shot's group, not many people pay attention.

After Zhang Zixi finished competing, she came to Fang Ziye's side, her complexion looking a bit grim, about to speak to Fang Ziye, but saw Yuan Weihong approaching from a distance.

Zhang Zixi hurriedly complained: "Wei Ge, it's over, I might get kicked out by your student."

"Brother? You're not going to compensate me?"

Yuan Weihong, hearing this, smiled all over his face, skillfully took out his phone, and turned on the video recording function: "What? Zixi, what did you say? Come on, say it here."

Zhang Zixi's expression immediately became conflicted.

This was him trying to extort.

And a physician from this hospital losing to a student from this hospital, then trying to extort a superior from this hospital.

Zhang Zixi had committed multiple major taboos; if Yuan Weihong recorded it and took it back to file a complaint, Zhang Zixi's master would probably have to come out and clear the sect.

Not beating a PhD student isn't that embarrassing, and no one would pay attention to this matter.

But you don't take it as shame, instead taking it as glory to go extort—does someone owe you?

"Wei Ge, I was joking." Zhang Zixi forced himself to change his words, saying he could do it.

"It's fine, Zi Xi. After all, it's better to keep the water within one's own field than let it flow to outsiders."

"It's just a matter of ten thousand or twenty thousand yuan. Just say it, Ziye. He's practically your junior nephew, so what's wrong with giving him ten thousand?"

"Reluctant?" Yuan Weihong blurted out, spouting a bunch of twisted logic.

Zhang Zixi wouldn't be led around by Yuan Weihong: "If I can avoid giving it, I definitely won't!"

Then she tilted her head to look at Fang Ziye, her voice nearly crying, saying with a strong joking tone: "Ziye, you're the one who snatched it, not me giving it. I'm not that generous."

Actually, it was just to soothe Fang Ziye so he wouldn't have any psychological pressure.

Snatching money was definitely a joke; Fang Ziye surely wouldn't misunderstand.

Fang Ziye was definitely stable now. As long as his Debridement Technique wasn't too terrible, making it into the Top Eight wouldn't be very difficult.

At this moment, Yuan Weihong turned his gaze to the competition grounds of Nie Xuehua and Pang Shu and others, but only glanced a few times before speaking!

"Xue Hua has met her rival this round. The other person is at a similar level to him, and the remaining two have slightly higher proficiency……"

Zhang Zixi then asked: "Brother Wei, among these four, only Pang Shu can be slightly more impressive than Brother Hua, right?"

Zhang Zixi found the other young man slightly unfamiliar and asked this with a tone of disbelief.

"No no no, that's what you think. I definitely won't be wrong."

Fang Ziye also recognized this person. Wasn't this Senior Brother Wu Xuanqi's old classmate, an employee of Yi City First People's Hospital?

"Master, this is Senior Brother Wu Xuanqi's classmate. In the first round, his score seemed to be 68 or 67."

"His score in the second round probably isn't low either," Fang Ziye explained in a popular science manner.

Hearing this, Yuan Weihong looked at Zhang Zixi and said: "Brother Xi, this time there are many variables for the First Prize. This young man in this round is estimated to possibly get over 85 points."

"No way?" After hearing this, Zhang Zixi's heart immediately thumped.

He originally thought his performance might be better than Zhang Wenshang's, who had nearly peed himself earlier, so he could at least secure a First Prize.

But if some nameless person squeezed in, his First Prize might really not be secured.

After all, it was ten thousand yuan.

"For now, it should be like this! ~" Yuan Weihong shook his head, then brought Fang Ziye and began to critique the subsequent contestants one by one.

Meanwhile, Zhang Zixi next to him also went to the toilet, estimated to be wiping the sweat off his body.

Like them, they were actually there to show face for the hospital and to earn face for themselves. If they didn't even make it to the final fourth round, it would be incredibly embarrassing.

However, as expected, after all the scores of the third round came out!

On the score sheet, a strange name appeared.

"Pang Shu, Wu Xuanqi, Fang Ziye, Ning Jindong, Chen Tailin, Nie Xuehua, Ceng Tai, Zhao Tianle, Xing Fang……"

Zhang Zixi, Zhang Wenshang, and Doctor Guo Haichao, these three people all failed to make it into the Top Nine, missing out on the First Prize.

(Chapter End)