Chapter 26

September 27th was a Friday.

Logically speaking, it was also Professor Deng Yong's surgery day. But Fang Ziye today simply had no chance to go to the operating room.

Senior Brother Sun Shaoqing, already a third-year doctoral student, was soon to be job hunting and urgently needed Professor Deng Yong to give him a boost, to prepare for the November autumn recruitment at various teaching hospitals, to struggle and gain experience, seeking a relatively good job.

Senior Brother Sun Shaoqing was still far from meeting the article requirements for hospital retention, and passing the training room was almost impossible; with no hope of retention, he naturally had to find another path.

The required SCI papers had been published, and the graduation thesis was already drafted; with less than a year remaining, it was time for Senior Brother Sun to strive forward and find a good job.

Not everyone could stay at the hospital.

After finishing the medical orders related to his postoperative patients in the ward, since he couldn't get opportunities in the operating room, all Fang Ziye could do was slowly hone his skills in the training room.

There were no few busy people in the training room.

Those Fang Ziye was relatively familiar with included Senior Brother Wang Yuanqi, who had just advanced to second-year doctoral student, and Senior Brother Gu Yi.

Among Professor Deng Yong's doctoral students, there were two professional doctorate second-year students, Gu Yi and Wang Yuanqi; among them, Senior Brother Gu Yi was Professor Deng Yong's master's student, directly promoted. As for Senior Brother Wang Yuanqi, he had found his own doctoral quota; exactly how it was done, Fang Ziye could not know.

Those Fang Ziye was not very familiar with included third-year doctoral student Senior Brother Liu Zhengjun from Professor Han Yuanxiao's group, newly arrived first-year doctoral student Senior Brother Lu Zhe Fu, and Professor Dong Yaohui's group doctoral Senior Brothers Dai Yinsheng and Fan Yantong.

The number of people in the training room in September was no longer the same as in August.

Counting Luo Tingzhu, who was in the eight-year program, there were nine doctoral students in Trauma Surgery.

They could all be considered Fang Ziye's senior brothers.

While Fang Ziye was practicing the rapid electrocautery hemostasis operation of the hemostasis technique, Luo Tingzhu was discussing with Senior Brother Dai Yinsheng from Professor Dong Yaohui's group about practicing and operating more advanced techniques of the debridement technique...

At the same time, professional doctorate Senior Brothers Lu Zhe Fu and Yan Zhiming, who had newly joined the department in September, were slowly getting familiar with the training room, now preparing step by step to pass the test.

The universities they had previously attended also had training rooms.

But things like training rooms had little to do with undergraduates. Moreover, every teaching hospital and specialty had different requirements for the basic skills of undergraduate students...

After practicing for a while, when Fang Ziye's hemostasis technique could not be substantially improved, he couldn't help but curiously head toward the direction where the crowd was, slightly tiptoeing, looking at the hemostasis practice Senior Brother Liu Zhengjun was doing at the moment, quite surprised.

The practice material for the hemostasis technique was actually very simple, nothing more than sesame and tofu.

On a block of tofu, sprinkle some sesame; the most basic requirement is that you use tweezers as the electrocautery for hemostasis, quickly poke these sesame seeds one by one into the tofu within a short time, and then you have found the bleeding point and completed the hemostasis operation.

This is the most entry-level.

The subsequent hemostasis technique requires completing electrocautery hemostasis on more than twenty sesame seeds within one minute, with an error and omission rate not exceeding ten percent.

That is to say, when you perform hemostasis, quickly electrocauterize twenty times, you cannot miss more than twice, poking into blank spaces, nor fail to find the bleeding point accurately.

The passing requirement for Fang Ziye's hemostasis technique was forty times.

But now, Senior Brother Liu Zhengjun from Professor Han Yuanxiao's group was practicing hemostasis operations, performing rapid electrocautery hemostasis on sixty bleeding points within two minutes...

"Fifty-three. Two short again." After finishing the operation, Liu Zhengjun sighed slightly, seemingly not very satisfied.

But actually, including Luo Tingzhu and others, everyone was extremely envious of Senior Brother Liu Zhengjun's current hemostasis operation proficiency; their faces showed wonder, yet they dared not open their mouths to flatter him.

Everyone's age was different; Liu Zhengjun was now a third-year doctoral student, and the training room passing requirement he faced, in the hemostasis technique that Trauma Surgery valued extremely, was to precisely complete simulated hemostasis operations on sixty bleeding points within two minutes, to be considered a professional talent that Professor Deng Yong would value.

Otherwise?

Then you could only, along with other doctoral students, cross the single-plank bridge among thousands of troops and horses, each displaying their own abilities.

After finishing the operation, Liu Zhengjun smiled and said: "Everyone disperse, it's not early; those who should eat go eat, those who should practice start practicing. If you have questions, you can come ask me anytime."

As a senior brother, Liu Zhengjun was courteous to everyone, regardless of whether they had the same supervisor; but everyone was a graduate student from the same department, whether master's or doctoral, they would need to help each other when meeting in the future.

This was natural connections, not used to show off in front of these people.

After Fang Ziye and the others gradually dispersed, Luo Tingzhu raised her hand and asked: "Senior Brother Liu, during the hemostasis technique practice, what exactly is emphasized: finding the position, or the hemostasis operation?"

"Find the position first; only after finding the position accurately can you achieve precise hemostasis. This requires keen eyesight and quick hands."

"Otherwise, for some severe mangled extremities, seventy or eighty, or even over a hundred bleeding points might burst out at once; if you operate slowly step by step, half the patient's blood might already be gone..." Liu Zhengjun replied, his voice not low, not afraid of others hearing.

Knowing theoretically how to do it and actually being able to do it with your hands are two different categories.

Five ten in the afternoon.

After failing the third level of the hemostasis technique again, Fang Ziye shook his head, intending to pack his personal belongings, planning to go to the department first, then check on his patients, and come again tomorrow.

Operations were inherently slow work; achieving it overnight was almost impossible.

What Fang Ziye didn't expect was that Li Yuanpei was just then arriving at the training room with his backpack.

Seeing Fang Ziye packing his things, Li Yuanpei, who originally didn't want to go straight over, simply turned toward Fang Ziye, extended his hand, with a sincere smile on his face: "Industry Brother, thanks for letting me off the hook."

"You're talking nonsense." Fang Ziye didn't quite believe Li Yuanpei's flattery.

Li Yuanpei had been away for group training for a month this time, surely gaining a lot; if they really competed, whether Fang Ziye could win if he didn't take the training room shortcut was hard to judge.

After all, Li Yuanpei had a prior mentorship relationship with Professor Deng Yong; if Professor Deng Yong was pleased, he might want a familiar student by his side, and even if Fang Ziye published a hundred SCI papers, Professor Deng Yong could still not want him.

Naturally, if Professor Deng Yong didn't want him, the hospital would find a way to have other professors want him; a hundred SCI papers were still very impressive.

Just as Fang Ziye said this and hadn't walked further, suddenly two packs of black duck claws appeared before Fang Ziye and Li Yuanpei: "Senior Brothers, want to fill your stomachs first?"

The voice came from Luo Tingzhu, her tone soft and generous; the duck claws were from the brand Zero Food Busy.

Hearing this, Li Yuanpei and Fang Ziye were both slightly surprised, looking at Luo Tingzhu.

And Luo Tingzhu still shook the three packs of duck claws she held between her white fingers, indicating the two could each take a pack.

(Chapter End)