Chapter 243: The Result Is Set, Brocade Peach Blossoms (Requesting Subscription)

After seeing Fang Ziye nod, Chen Tai Lin spoke first himself: "Doctor Fang, you don't need to feel too much psychological pressure. Actually, the result of this competition has already been decided; you and I both know the rules of the competition."

"Just perform well afterward."

Chen Tai Lin knew that he had already lost.

This time in trauma surgery, there were five operations in total: incision, suturing, debridement, and hemostasis.

Among them, incision and suturing accounted for a weight of 0.1 among the five operations, while debridement and hemostasis each had a weight of 0.2, because debridement and hemostasis are core basic skills of trauma surgery.

But the weight of osteotomy in the competition was as high as 0.4, because osteotomy is the core among core skills in the advanced development of trauma surgery, because whether it is osteotomy correction or the treatment of advanced trauma surgery disease types such as mangled extremity, osteotomy is very crucial.

Calculated according to such weight proportions, Fang Ziye, whose score had not been reassigned, had 3 points more than Chen Tai Lin, which converted to the final score was 1.2 points.

And Chen Tai Lin himself, in the previous four rounds, was only 10 points higher than Fang Ziye; even calculated at the highest coefficient of 0.2, the gap between Fang Ziye and him was only about 2 points.

Fang Ziye only needed to improve by about two points in osteotomy, and he should be able to steadily get a higher score than him.

Naturally.

If calculated more precisely, actually Chen Tai Lin's current comprehensive score is more than 2 points higher than Fang Ziye's.

Because the skill where Fang Ziye pulls ahead relatively is suturing, and the weight proportion of suturing score is relatively small.

The gap accumulated previously is 2.12 points; if Fang Ziye wants to overtake him in this osteotomy round, he must be six points higher than him, reaching 81 points.

How exactly to calculate it still depends on Fang Ziye's performance.

Fang Ziye's heart at this moment gradually approached calmness.

Because this competition had already reached its final stage; what had arrived now was actually the stage of practice and exchange. Such a grand contest, having proceeded to now, had actually already highlighted its own meaning.

Emphasis on exchange, secondary on competition, and finally looking at the result.

Chen Tai Lin himself, as a participant, had proposed to manually reassign points for Fang Ziye's osteotomy operation again; therefore, with victory or defeat at hand, it was no longer so important.

Fang Ziye then saw that Wu Xuanqi beside him also hurriedly, while he was still at the operating table, occupied an operating table position and began operating practice.

Such osteotomy operation on a mature nude mouse was not something one could get just by wanting it on ordinary days; being able to practice once more was also an opportunity to meddle for wool.

However, Wu Xuanqi left the operating table for the opportunity to practice his hand.

But Fang Ziye's operating table was still surrounded by the crowd.

After losing the strictness of the competition, Fang Ziye's teachers, Associate Professor Peng Long of Zhongnan Hospital, and Associate Professor Xie Jinyuan who came again after finishing his lecture, plus Professor An Lumming and Associate Professor Zhong Wenyuan.

Others wanting to squeeze into a view could only rely on altitude and finding gaps to insert needles.

Fang Ziye had long been accustomed to being watched; in the training room of Zhongnan Hospital, such situations had occurred many times, and quite a few times there were also old professors watching.

Such a scene would not bring Fang Ziye any pressure.

This was the quality tempered in school.

But after all, he was slightly nervous, not as relaxed as when the competition venue was very empty before.

However, even so, after Fang Ziye picked up the scalpel again, he still felt that he had entered the state.

Honestly and properly, he finished the incision technique and hemostasis technique.

After exposing the mouse's ilium, which was extremely weak compared to humans, Fang Ziye did not start working first, but took two deep breaths, then switched to the bone chisel and small hammer for osteotomy.

There was no such thing as repetition in osteotomy operation.

One knife down, wherever it went was wherever it went; it was very difficult to change direction again.

Therefore, there was no need to hesitate.

Fang Ziye chose an edge of a triangular prism, then without hesitation struck the small bone hammer.

"Clang clang clang!"

The bone chisel was not 2cm long, only 0.8cm wide, so just single-side osteotomy required Fang Ziye to repeatedly hammer inward along the same straight line three times, and the depth hammered in also needed strict control.

"Clang clang clang!" After estimating that he had reached about 6mm depth, Fang Ziye advanced the second bone chisel again, without the slightest hesitation.

No one cheered, no one encouraged, not even anyone disturbed; naturally there was no praise and admiration like Ba Xiao Tong in novels and TV dramas.

Because all of this, during the surgical process, was disturbance.

So it was also hard to tell what the result of Fang Ziye's operation was.

"Clang clang clang!"

"Clang clang clang!"

Fang Ziye was like a butcher cutting bone, and also like a stone mason chiseling a stele.

Bit by bit, after time slowly passed.

Probably a full eight minutes passed before Fang Ziye dug out the first regular triangular prism-shaped bone block from the plane of the ilium.

Because osteotomy, besides controlling shape, depth, and length well, how to remove this shaped osteotomy surface and then repair it was also a process of picking details and consuming time.

After Fang Ziye removed the bone block, he repaired the edges once more, then put it into the measurement instrument.

Then Fang Ziye continued to the opposite side, not even looking at his own score, because it was meaningless.

If done well, the score was right there.

If done poorly, the score was also right there.

It was just that although Fang Ziye did not look, naturally there would be others who looked.

The measurement was a precise electronic instrument, so the results needing consideration came out very quickly.

"Edge length: 21mm, thickness: 5.0mm."

"Mass: 17.2g!"

Edge length and thickness were almost exactly the same as the three-dimensional data Fang Ziye operated on another mouse last time; only the weight might differ by 0.1g because of different bone densities of different mice.

The screen froze here, and the result was self-evident.

Associate Professor Zhong Wenyuan first applauded and cheered for Fang Ziye.

Form and spirit resemblance; actually most people knew that form resemblance was just the external manifestation of spirit resemblance. Fang Ziye being able to replicate himself so precisely was actually also a super high control ability.

Imitation first pursues similarity, then what is pursued is imitation itself, which is strict control, relying on a rule, unlimitedly approaching and repeating, displaying one's control ability.

This is the same principle as studying: from practice problems to exam questions.

Seeing Zhong Wenyuan applaud, Chen Tai Lin and Fang Ziye's teacher Yuan Weihong, along with the people from Zhongnan Hospital, followed suit and began applauding.

Beside them, Wu Xuanqi, who was operating, put down the instruments in his hand, stood on tiptoe to take a look, and then also knew that the final result was decided.

For the third time, Fang Ziye once again imitated his previous operation on different mice; such control ability had already surpassed Teacher Chen Tai Lin somewhat!

Now Fang Ziye had already found his own breakthrough point.

One was closed reduction, the other was osteotomy.

These operations, Wu Xuanqi had witnessed himself before; it was just that his understanding of Fang Ziye's operation at the time was not deep enough due to limited contact, so he hadn't understood it as deeply as he did now after Fang Ziye deliberately showed off his skills.

It was reasonable, so Fang Ziye's rise as a dark horse was not an unexpected thing.

The absolute surprise of this competition was Pang Shu and Ning Jindong, two good brothers; they might be feeling a bit uncomfortable now.

Professor Lu did not applaud; as the chief examiner, he could not personally come down to cheer for Fang Ziye. However, after Professor Lu discussed with several other hand surgery professors and associate professors for a while, he chose to raise Fang Ziye's osteotomy score to 83 points!

83 points, compared to Chen Tai Lin's osteotomy score of 76 points, had a 7-point gap.

And according to the score proportion of osteotomy in the final competition results, Fang Ziye had now completed a comeback.

Naturally, although the final result was out and Chen Tai Lin and the others had dispersed, Fang Ziye had not finished operating yet; this was also a very good operation opportunity.

And with Master Yuan Weihong, Xie Jinyuan, and Associate Professor Peng Rong present in person, Fang Ziye once again completed the osteotomy of the other side of the pubic bone.

This operation was not performed to show off for the competition arena, but to show off for his own teachers.

"Side length: 21mm, thickness: 5.0mm."

"Mass: 17.3g!"

This time, Fang Ziye perfectly repeated all the results of his first osteotomy, without the slightest error margin, not even the mass had any error margin.

After finishing, Fang Ziye himself was happy for a moment, slowly put down the operating instruments in his hand, and looked at Yuan Weihong, whose face was full of an auntie smile and whose tooth gaps seemed a few points larger than usual, returning the most sincere smile, with a look of full spring breeze of investing peach returning plum.

After looking, Associate Professor Peng Rong's nostrils became a bit larger, and he sighed, saying: "Sigh! ~ Professor Xie, it seems we need to put in more effort."

"Nowadays young people are getting more and more fierce; in a few years, will we all be pressed to the ground and trampled and rubbed?"

This time, Fang Ziye did not pretend to be humble, but sincerely said: "Teacher Peng, so your meaning is that we should take advantage of now to trample us more?"

Peng Rong was stunned upon hearing this.

He didn't expect Fang Ziye to dare joke with him; of course, soon Peng Rong rolled his eyes again: "What pleasure do I get from trampling you? You're not a woman."

Peng Rong's car skills took over the conversation, making the atmosphere much more relaxed and eased.

But actually, Xie Jinyuan understood another layer of Peng Rong's meaning: that Fang Ziye was not their peer; even if they suppressed Fang Ziye to the dust, neither he nor Peng Rong would have any pleasure, but if they were defeated in front of Fang Ziye, that would be heartbreaking.

But no matter what, Fang Ziye was also a member of the group, and also a junior they had watched grow up.

Xie Jinyuan looked at Yuan Weihong, shifting the blame: "Second Union Special, aren't you treating us?"

"Wei Guo'er?"

Yuan Weihong now placed both hands properly in front of his lower abdomen, looked at Xie Jinyuan, and said in a somewhat arrogant tone: "Treat, anything you want."

"As long as Yuan Ge and Long Ge are not afraid, even the eighteen kind can be treated."

Xie Jinyuan and Peng Rong each kicked Yuan Weihong once, laughing and scolding: "Don't mention this matter anymore; this will make us become enemies with the brother hospital."

Yuan Weihong quickly kept a low profile, pulled Fang Ziye out of the operating table, and then left proudly.

As if the peach blossom Yuan Weihong had picked back then had withered, but the peach tree had grown again and was blooming in full splendor.

(Chapter End)