Chapter 242: The Dark Horse Who Picked Up a Bargain (Asking for Subscriptions)

Time quickly arrived at the punctual eight-thirty.

This competition would last a full half hour, followed by individual operation practice.

Professor An Lumming, at this moment, also seemed a bit mentally exhausted; therefore, the black lines on his forehead were very pronounced: "The competition has finally reached the last round; we've been looking forward to it for a long time. I won't say much nonsense."

"Let's start the competition. The rules for this final round are still similar to before. Next, we invite Professor Zhong Wenyuan from Tongji Hospital to give us a demonstration of the osteotomy technique."

"Professor Zhong surely won't let us down, right?" Professor An handed the stage over to Zhong Wenyuan.

"Professor An, I'll do my best. Please, Professor An, offer your guidance." Zhong Wenyuan, toward a professor, still maintained great respect; after bowing slightly with clasped fists, he arrived fully armed at the operating table.

Then, in three moves five divisions, he opened up the mouse that had already been anesthetized by the assistant.

The osteotomy competition is not simply a contest of osteotomy operation; rather, one must first dissect open the mouse's pelvis, and then from the pelvis position, perform selective osteotomy!

And this is a competition, so it has a performative nature.

The shape of the osteotomy should not be a very common shape.

Sure enough, just as Professor Zhong Wenyuan exposed the mouse's pelvic ilium, he performed an osteotomy on the left ilium.

The volume of the osteotomy took the form of a regular triangular prism.

The thickness was uniform, exactly half of the unilateral ilium.

But this wasn't over; immediately after, Associate Professor Zhong Wenyuan also showed off his skill by osteotomizing the other side's ilium.

After removal, the shapes of both sides were actually very similar, nearly overlapping.

Measuring the corresponding basic data, such as volume and mass, the volume error was only 0.02 cubic centimeters, and the mass error was even kept within 1g!

This is a bit ruthless.

At the scene, thunderous applause rang out once again.

Similar shape, similar volume, similar mass.

Wanting to precisely maintain these three points through osteotomy — in ordinary people's understanding, this is already inconceivable.

Even an experienced butcher wanting to repeatedly cut meat and bone of identical mass finds it quite difficult.

Moreover, this is bone; bone is even harder to osteotomize!

However, just after the applause rang for a while, suddenly, one of the masses on that balance jumped again, causing the mass error between the two sides to drop from 1g to 0.6g, as if the mass difference between the two sides had become even smaller.

Clinical operations certainly don't require this much meticulousness.

But this is a competition; a competition is for showing off skill, for looking at your basic skills.

Basically, the better the basic skills, the higher the surgery quality when performing surgery; this is common sense.

Just like, basically a junior high student doing elementary mental arithmetic basically won't have errors, but an elementary student doing mental arithmetic will occasionally have accidents; the error tolerance is completely different because the foundations are different.

Seeing this, Fang Ziye's heart immediately stiffened.

It was very obvious that the content Associate Professor Zhong Wenyuan operated on somewhat exceeded his capability scope, but Fang Ziye could only do his best to imitate and chase.

Immediately after, after Fang Ziye and the others saw Associate Professor Zhong Wenyuan's specific side length, thickness, and mass, they each went to their operating tables.

Associate Professor Zhong Wenyuan did not, because he was from Tongji Hospital, cheat or anything, displaying only shapes their hospital excelled at; rather, it was a spur-of-the-moment idea.

So, Fang Ziye saw that Attending Chen Tai Lin and Wu Xuanqi, the two of them, also had grave expressions at this moment.

The competition started quickly.

Fang Ziye simply had no opportunity to observe others' operations.

Only minding himself, after completing simulated operations like washing hands, putting on clothes, and donning gloves, he pretended he was fully armed in a sterile surgical gown.

Wearing a mask, cap, sterile gloves, holding a scalpel, he learned from Associate Professor Zhong Wenyuan's example and first performed the exposure technique on the left pelvic ilium.

This is a comprehensive skill; incision and hemostasis techniques must be in place; otherwise, even if your final osteotomy is done very well, if the incision is bleeding profusely, you also won't have the face to accept an award.

Cannot win an award just for the sake of winning an award.

Fang Ziye wasn't anxious either, nor curious about others' operations, not adding pressure to himself.

In the operating instruments, there were rulers; one could make marking lines in advance to simulate Associate Professor Zhong Wenyuan's bone harvesting side length, and there were also sterile marking pens.

Zhong Wenyuan himself seemingly wouldn't use these things, because he was very familiar.

But Fang Ziye, he still honestly used them!

Not using tools when you should is purely foolish; using tools won't deduct points, it just might not give extra bonus points.

As for whether others use them or not, that wasn't within Fang Ziye's consideration.

Just, during the operation process, Fang Ziye discovered that Wu Xuanqi and Chen Tai Lin and the others' operation speeds were all faster than his own, because their incision and hemostasis techniques had better proficiency than his.

Therefore, Fang Ziye was the last to complete the osteotomy.

After removing the first regular triangular prism bone piece, Fang Ziye still placed it into the measurement device.

Side length: 21mm, thickness: 5mm.

Mass: 17.3g!

Glancing at the data, Fang Ziye's brow furrowed.

The thickness was comparable to Associate Professor Zhong Wenyuan's, but the side length — perhaps because during his osteotomy process the operation still wasn't as proficient as his — there was an error.

Therefore, the volume error ultimately reached 0.5 cubic centimeters.

Fang Ziye also didn't know how much the others' were!

He only saw that in front of Wu Xuanqi's operating table, people started whispering to each other, while in front of himself, his Master and the others watching had calm expressions, as if in deep meditation.

"Don't rush, can't rush." Fang Ziye constantly soothed himself.

Immediately after, Fang Ziye then immediately began the other side's operation...

In the end, Fang Ziye completed all his operations only after Wu Xuanqi finished in three and a half minutes, Chen Tai Lin finished in two and a half minutes, and Nie Xue Hua completed the osteotomy one minute later.

The three of them, perhaps their final scores had all come out, so after tidying up their operating tables, they had already started standing toward the back, and each made silencing gestures with great character.

They didn't want others to see their scores and then be shocked and make noise, disturbing Fang Ziye's operation.

Not to mention anything else, just this character — Fang Ziye felt he should learn more from them in the future.

Strict with oneself, lenient with others.

Wu Xuanqi was able to become a mediator among Yuan Weihong's younger generation; he certainly has aspects of his character that are very good.

After Fang Ziye placed his second osteotomy block into another measurement device.

Osteotomy appeared.

"Side length: 21.1mm, thickness, 5.0mm.

"Mass: 17.4g!"

Fang Ziye looked, smiled, fairly satisfied.

If not compared with Professor Zhong Wenyuan, his completion degree is very high, almost not inferior to Associate Professor Zhong.

It could also be his luck was good, only 0.2g error.

And watching Fang Ziye's final results appear, everyone's gazes at the scene changed from spectating to shock.

Immediately after, Fang Ziye painlessly sent the mouse teacher to paradise, then cleaned the operating table, and stepped back a distance.

Professor An Lumming, Associate Professor Zhong Wenyuan, and several other hand surgery examiners responsible for grading came forward, hesitating and whispering among themselves——

They did not avoid Fang Ziye, Wu Xuanqi, and the others.

"How to calculate this?"

"If calculating by imitation, this group's results should be relatively poor."

"If calculated by the operational error of both sides themselves, this group's simulation degree is the highest."

This is the point everyone is struggling with.

Because imitation has two types.

One is imitation of form.

The second is imitation of spirit.

Fang Ziye chose to unify his own left and right operations, rather than absolutely aligning with Associate Professor Zhong Wenyuan.

Naturally, Fang Ziye's actual volume and mass differences from Associate Professor Zhong Wenyuan's operations are also not large.

The difficult problem now falls to Professor An Lumming.

The instrument's reference score is only 79 points, although higher than the other three, not by much.

Chen Tai Lin's score is 76, Wu Xuanqi's score is 74, Nie Xue Hua's score is also as high as 76, comparable to Chen Tai Lin.

At this moment, Fang Ziye saw Yuan Weihong discussing something with Associate Professor Peng Rong, because Associate Professor Xie Jinyuan is currently serving as examiner in hand surgery, so not on site.

The atmosphere became a bit awkward.

Finally, it was Chen Tai Lin himself who spoke first: "Professor An, the meaning of competition lies in technical comparison; even if it's imitation ability, it must be the ability to completely replicate oneself, superior to completely replicating and imitating others."

"This is true control ability; I suggest adjusting Doctor Fang's final score."

Chen Tai Lin's own weight error exceeded 1g!

Fang Ziye's is only 0.2g!

Looking at this data, it should actually be Fang Ziye who has the edge.

However, Professor An Lumming looked at everyone and proposed: "The competition results and scores need not be rushed; how about this, let Little Fang practice once more, then comprehensively evaluate, alright?"

An Lumming looked at the hand surgery associate professors and professors.

Actually, who gets the Special Prize now isn't that important; Fang Ziye has already demonstrated his absolute strength, able to impact this high as a PhD student is already victory.

Moreover, if not for other reasons, the current Fang Ziye wouldn't be standing on the competition stage.

Zhong Wenyuan nodded: "I think that's fine too; anyway it's competing for joy, not for the competition itself."

"Doctor Fang, want to play once more?" Zhong Wenyuan was very magnanimous, did not speak for his own hospital's Chen Tai Lin, even though the Special Prize was right before his eyes.

Fang Ziye looked at Yuan Weihong; after Yuan Weihong lightly nodded at him, Fang Ziye agreed.

So, next, although the formal competition segment has ended, Fang Ziye's practice station has become the focus of focuses.

Obviously, whether this little doctor can win the Special Prize of the Youth Physician Competition during his PhD period, the answer will soon be revealed.

But no matter what, Fang Ziye is already dazzling enough!

Even a scavenger dark horse must first be a dark horse.

(Chapter End)