Chapter 308

As Professor Qi Qiaowen's words fell, the gazes of the onlookers in the operating room all swiveled in unison toward Fang Ziye's direction.

It was obvious that the nickname "Second-Year Doctor" was unfamiliar to them at Zhongnan Hospital, and also quite unexpected; apart from having a nickname in the mouths of the old professors, Fang Ziye actually had one at outside hospitals too, and one that could even be remembered by a professor of Qi Qiaowen's caliber.

Every hospital has no shortage of professors, but those who can truly hold their own and hold relatively high status throughout the province are relatively limited in number.

Professor Qi Qiaowen, having fought his way to the position of Trauma Surgery Chief Director, inherently represented extraordinary capability.

The vision of this kind of person has a passively high starting point...

During this process, Fang Ziye naturally did not dare to speak, silently bearing it all.

For instance, Teacher Yuan Weihong's gratification; for instance, Professor Deng Yong's suppressed smile; for instance, Professor Duan Hong of Tongji Hospital, currently the Head of Department of Trauma Surgery in Hubei Province, Professor Duan Hong's spectating glance...

Fang Ziye even had the attention to spare to notice the envy of some Senior Brothers, the adoration of a Fellow Trainee, and the light projected in Luo Tingzhu's pair of very special, very memorably deep eyes.

Displaying a myriad of scenes like a grand bazaar of time.

Fang Ziye knew there would definitely be those who envied, those who were jealous, and even those who hated.

"Current Knowledge Points Balance: 3715.3!"

"Debridement Technique Level 3: 234/500!"

Points can actually be added.

After all, if the investment is large, the final return is also considerably rich.

Fang Ziye still remembered that around mid-last-year, he had tagged along with Professors Duan Hong and Deng Yong and mooched the Knowledge Point gain from that surgery.

Huang Kaikai's surgery; at the time, he had only participated in a local part—

Suturing a few vessels, piecing the bone together, then performing an Osteotomy, and he actually got a whopping 4400+ Knowledge Points!

This time, another very good Opportunity was placed before him; on the premise of not affecting the overall surgical Progress, Fang Ziye did not mind going "crazy" once.

After Knowledge Points are invested into a single Skill, they become Proficiency and will not Decrease.

But the more Knowledge Points income is solid and real.

Fang Ziye knew he could not Resist the temptation of Knowledge Points...

Of course, Fang Ziye did not go all-in on Debridement Technique; he merely appropriately Added Points to Debridement Technique until it reached Level 4, 1000/5000 Proficiency, then temporarily stopped Adding Points!

After the Debridement Technique's level leaped to Level 4, continuing to observe Professor Qi Qiaowen's Debridement Operation, Fang Ziye discovered his Vision had indeed undergone a change once again.

This Debridement Operation emphasizes being crisp and decisive, not dragging one's feet.

The essence of Debridement Technique is to clear trauma, but beyond clearing trauma, one must also appropriately preserve normal tissue.

The principle of Debridement Technique is: debride as much as you can.

Therefore, Debridement Technique's principle and Mangled Extremity are actually two mutually inverse propositions; in the view of Debridement Technique, the existence of a Mangled Extremity should head toward terminal amputation as the safest state.

However, Fang Ziye, who had never carefully thought about this before, today suddenly discovered that, like "the Great Dao is forty-nine, heaven leaves no man without a road," the limb-salvage surgery for Mangled Extremity relies on Debridement Technique as its single most critical operation.

Cognition, or a comparatively new Understanding, surged into Fang Ziye's mind like a spring along with Professor Qi Qiaowen's operation—

Debridement is absolutely not cutting; it emphasizes being just right!

Professor Qi Qiaowen saw that after he teased Fang Ziye, the other party actually fell silent; he, who did not have deep contact with Fang Ziye, also felt a bit afraid that Fang Ziye was someone who couldn't take a joke in his heart.

So he said again: "Little Fang, how about it? Dare to try Debridement?"

Fang Ziye's contemplation was interrupted; his thoughts withdrew from the patient's condition and injuries, and he shook his head: "Professor Qi, my level is not as good as yours! And I previously have no experience handling similar Disease Types, so let's not delay the overall surgical Progress."

While speaking, Fang Ziye generously Added nearly two thousand Proficiency to Debridement Technique again.

After Adding Points, Fang Ziye felt he had done his utmost, and reverted to the idea of honestly staying put as an Assistant.

Fang Ziye had already exhausted almost all his Knowledge Points, yet even chasing like this, he could not make out Professor Qi Qiaowen's specific depth.

Professor Qi Qiaowen's level must be at least at the highest Proficiency of Level 4, or even reached Level 5.

Although Fang Ziye was prepared to step up to the surgical Operation, since he discovered Professor Qi Qiaowen's Debridement Technique was superior to his own, he would not casually take over.

Taking over would yield Knowledge Points, but if it were on the premise of the patient receiving resources of a lower tier than expected, leaving disability or irreparable sequelae, Fang Ziye would never be willing to earn those Knowledge Points.

Even if they hit the account, they have no Meaning.

These words of Fang Ziye sounded to outsiders slightly stiff-lipped and smooth.

Deng Yong hmmed, scolding softly: "Little Fang, you can put your posture even lower; Teacher Qi's current Debridement level is not something you can covet."

"The gap between you and him is not the difference between you being good and him being good."

"Yuan Weihong, you guide him well."

Yuan Weihong happened to be wearing the Sterile Surgical Gown and had finished putting on Gloves, approaching the operating table; hearing this, he nodded first!

"Okay, Professor Deng."

"You step aside a bit..." After learning of the bold thing Fang Ziye did, Yuan Weihong began to severely Criticize him.

While guiding Fang Ziye on where to stand, he also Conveniently took over Fang Ziye's Assistant position, personally serving as Professor Qi Qiaowen's tableside Assistant.

However, Yuan Weihong had just gotten on the table; his first Assistant Operation, due to his relatively limited Understanding of Debridement Technique, could not let Qi Qiaowen's Debridement Operation reach the most Comfortable position.

Qi Qiaowen looked at Yuan Weihong with a Struggle a few times.

Fang Ziye understood at a glance, so he finely adjusted the position and angle of his Master's held Retractor, and demonstrated a range.

Professor Qi Qiaowen was currently managing the fibularis longus; seeing this, he immediately responded: "Right right right, just like this..."

Feeling the Opportunity was good, and that this kind of Operational Vision was recovered after being lost, Qi Qiaowen did it with such seriousness, knowing to cherish how hard-won the Opportunity was.

At the same time, Yuan Weihong, who was no fool, seriously scanned Fang Ziye up and down a few times, and his eyes instantly turned bleak.

Knowing exactly how things stood, he did not continue to Criticize Fang Ziye, but instead sighed softly, his figure appearing slightly more stooped.

Yuan Weihong, from the time Fang Ziye won the Young Physician Special Prize in Enshi last year, began doing psychological self-construction.

Student Fang Ziye's learning efficiency after unloading his psychological Burden was comparable to a rocket, and as Fang Ziye became more and more formidable, Fang Ziye's psychological Burden would become smaller and smaller.

If this sustained positive feedback continued, in a few years it would verify the saying that students need not be inferior to teachers, and teachers need not be worthier than disciples.

Even the Sages said so; what could Yuan Weihong not understand?

Alright, this kind of time—meaning Fang Ziye's Operational Technique crushing him on the face like his Research Ability—arriving greatly in advance could better highlight its monstrosity.

Generally speaking, no one would be as perverted as Fang Ziye.

……

The eye contact between Fang Ziye and Yuan Weihong was difficult for Professor Qi to read, and having finished the operation, he was absent for at least over a minute.

In such a long time, Fang Ziye had already gazed at Yuan Weihong for a long while; by now, both gaze and expression had become calm as still water, an ancient well without ripples.

However, although gaze and mindset can change, the current situation of Fang Ziye and Yuan Weihong's cognition, as well as the subtle gap existing between the two, were clear at a glance in Professor Qi's eyes.

After switching to another angle again, Yuan Weihong, to avoid being corrected by the student again, in the name of a coolie, gave the assistant's retractor position to Fang Ziye for full-process operation at the first time.

And Yuan Weihong himself, acting as a functional assistant, performed tasks with even less subjective agility for Professor Qi such as suction and passing instruments, only needing to observe words and expressions.

Qi Qiaowen did not pay attention to Yuan Weihong, but turned the long tendons near the ankle joint left and right again: "Xiao Fang, for this major tendon debridement, there are only two tendons left that are relatively easy to clean and shape, and whose damage and necrosis extent is not very much."

"You try it; even if the debridement isn't very good, it won't affect the surgery's progress and success or failure. I and Physician Yuan, the two of us, will go explore the damage at the plantar area. The plantar area damage... eh, Xiao Fang, you..."

While Professor Qi Qiaowen spoke, he was about to transfer the battlefield when his words were pulled back to the foot and ankle area by Fang Ziye.

Fang Ziye raised his head: "Should be no problem, right? Professor Qi?"

Fang Ziye only thought Qi Qiaowen was instructing him to do the debridement, so after Qi Qiaowen finished instructing, he got started operating immediately, and rather nimbly cleaned up some flocculent material, and the cleaning depth was just right, reaching only the muscle layer surface.

All this relied not only on Fang Ziye's Level 4 high proficiency, but also on the basic skills like cutting tofu with strict practice of control capability in the training room before.

However, in Professor Qi Qiaowen's vision, he originally called Fang Ziye to get started operating after he and Yuan Weihong transferred to the plantar area, and then he would explain to Fang Ziye exactly which two muscles to debride, roughly what appearance to debride them into.

As the person in charge of the main debridement operation, Qi Qiaowen should tell Fang Ziye the details, to avoid Fang Ziye's theory or cognition or operation not being enough from affecting the surgery's final quality.

But Fang Ziye raised his hand and went up, and went up extremely nimbly.

The operation quality of this debridement technique, not to mention blaming it for being wrong, even Qi Qiaowen overlooking Fang Ziye's level with his own operation level had to raise a big thumb and say it was a bit good.

If combined with Fang Ziye's current age.

Besides having nothing to say, Qi Qiaowen only had nothing to say left.

"Hmm..."

"Hmm..."

"Hmm..." Qi Qiaowen hmm-ed for a long while in succession, hesitant several times.

Hearing Qi Qiaowen hmm like this, Deng Yong, who sensed Qi Qiaowen's meaning, had already raised his head and retorted over: "Stop hmm-ing, not just any incision can be entered, seeing a hole doesn't mean you can be flirtatious..."

Deng Yong's output at this level left Qi Qiaowen, who very much wanted to poach him, battered and bruised.

(Chapter End)