Chapter 366: Examination Forcibly Ended! (First Update, Please Subscribe)

Whether internal fixation is done well is assessed the same way as postoperative quality evaluation of fracture treatment — it is a basic skill of trauma surgeons.

If you cannot even assess the stability after fracture reduction and fixation, you might as well switch careers early.

Professor Duan Hong did not need to wait for Fang Ziye's screw fixation photos to come out at all; he left first.

He walked a few steps, turned back, and found a vague excuse: "I'm going to relieve myself."

He used the more refined, official term "relieve myself" rather than "go to the toilet," because it was a formal occasion, and Duan Hong knew his every word and deed represented not only Tongji Hospital's Trauma Surgery but the entire hospital's image.

"Just right, I'll go relieve myself too." Deng Weihong hurried over from afar and walked side by side with Duan Hong.

Compared to Duan Hong, Deng Yong is now an even freer free agent; he only needs to avoid two things, and the rest he can do as he pleases.

One, not directly speak up to plead for leniency and get everyone to give higher scores; two, not directly go on stage and replace Fang Ziye's lead surgeon operation scoring with his own lead surgeon operation.

After Duan Hong and Deng Yong left, Hand Surgery's Old Professor Wen Dongfang looked thoughtfully at Trauma Surgery's Old Professor Xiong Zhizhang: "Trauma, interesting."

Xiong Zhizhang rolled his eyes, ignored Hand Surgery Old Professor Wen Dongfang's sarcastic tone, and continued examining the fluoroscopy results on the C-arm display panel.

He, who was not participating in the examination, murmured softly: "This Kirschner wire lever reduction is done really well; the fixation position is also extremely clever."

"Mainly the process was also smooth..."

Hearing Wen Dongfang say this, Hu Wei and Liang Xiaoqing both nodded repeatedly while their backs broke into a cold sweat.

They originally thought this kind of surgery's exceptional authorization was a novelty, and being assigned to participate was a cushy job that could broaden their horizons and gather gossip.

But now it seems this is no cushy job — it's a barbecue grill; the slightest inattention could set them ablaze.

They couldn't even understand the surgery's structure and rhythm, yet were forcibly pushed up as examiners; now it turns out the specialty's surgery is too professional, and they can't even figure out which surgical scoring scale to use.

For a surgery, multiple plans are prepared preoperatively, and the best is chosen. According to intraoperative conditions, selecting the optimal solution is naturally what all surgical teams hope to do.

Especially teaching hospital surgical teams — they like rigor, like planning everything intraoperative preoperatively, everything proceeding step by step with no surprises, like clear diagnosis, like clear surgical approach.

But Zhongnan Hospital, such a teaching hospital, also has another name: research hospital. What it likes even more is, on the premise of guaranteeing absolute rigor, to push forward a bit more.

For example, surgical technique improvement, original surgical techniques, voicing their own treatment for new disease types, establishing their own diagnostic standards, developing their own diagnostic reagent kits...

But this is very hard!

Just as a person's research achievement ceiling is most determined by their own aptitude and research ability. For exploration of the unknown, besides referencing mature pathways, one can only rely entirely on basic skills.

Because the unknown path contains unknown cliffs, unknown turns, unknown walls; one can only advance slowly step by step, not charge straight in like with already mature surgical techniques.

In the restroom.

Deng Yong was truly going to the toilet; Duan Hong was truly washing his hands.

"Deng Yong, I've already seen Ziye's manual reduction technique, haven't I? Why did you specially prepare such a show for me today?"

"Are you planning to develop Ziye toward the Trauma Intervention direction in the future?" Duan Hong's words sounded very high-minded, but were actually incomprehensible sarcasm.

Trauma Surgery intervention direction?

There is no such thing at all.

Trauma Surgery disease types requiring interventional intervention are extremely, extremely few — like finding a rabbit in a wolf pack.

Deng Yong naturally knew Duan Hong was insinuating that Fang Ziye's skill points were misallocated, put into puncture technique, and laughed lightly: "Learn about the Kirschner wire conventional lever reduction technique; from now on our specialty plans to promote minimally invasive concepts."

"If it can be lever-reduced, I'm not willing to make even a one-centimeter incision."

"Right, even if ashes are burned, I'd use a Kirschner wire to poke a hole and put them in!" Duan Hong also got angry.

He sighed lightly.

So the feeling of having talent right before your eyes but unable to get them in your hands is this painful!

Duan Hong somewhat understood Qi Qiaowen now.

Compared to Deng Yong, Peking Union Medical College Hospital's Qi Qiaowen's psychology is even more interesting.

"The next few surgeries are all routine surgeries, right?" Duan Hong asked Deng Yong.

Given Deng Yong's temperament, he should be very steady.

This time, it's Deng Yong's student Fang Ziye doing the surgery's exceptional authorization, not his own student doing the surgery authorization.

"Mm, all very routine, extremely routine, won't be unexpected like the first two surgeries anymore." Deng Yong's tone became much more serious.

"What do you mean won't be like that anymore?" Duan Hong raised an eyebrow.

"It just won't be like that anymore!" Deng Yong replied very naturally.

They've been friends for decades, always chatting like this, so it's no big deal!

Morning, 10:43.

Duan Hong walked out from the operating room.

"Professor Duan, Professor Duan, wait, wait, what are you doing?" Medical Affairs Office's Section Chief Hu Wei hurriedly chased after him.

Duan Hong wrote his full name under all the scoring scales and filled in all the scores neatly in one go, ranging from 95-100; for the last three surgeries, he didn't even want to watch anymore.

At this moment, Duan Hong's mouth corner twitched, his steps outward unstopped.

Hu Wei finally chased him out of the operating room, intercepted Duan Hong in the middle of the operating room passage: "Professor Duan, Professor Duan, what happened? Is there something improper with the procedure? Please speak freely."

Duan Hong didn't curse, didn't lose his temper; leaving when the surgery was about to reach its conclusion is truly baffling.

At the same time, Hubei Provincial Third Hospital's Zheng Tonghui and Hospital Director's Office's Liang Xiaoqing also came out from inside the operating room; Zheng Tonghui quickly caught up to Duan Hong, looking at him with eyes full of empathy.

Liang Xiaoqing at this moment looked at both Professor Duan and Professor Zheng's expressions with great discomfort; not being particularly proficient in Trauma Surgery specialty, she carefully accompanied the question: "Two professors, are you tired? If tired we can arrange a rest."

Inviting outside experts to the hospital to do surgical permission examinations is the specialty's internal matter; as long as the specialty can invite people of sufficient weight.

But after outside experts are invited to the hospital, poor reception is the hospital's loss of face.

"You say it or I say it?" Duan Hong looked at the not-very-familiar Zheng Tonghui; at this moment he still didn't know Zheng Tonghui's specific name.

Han City has too many teaching hospitals; associate professors and professors are a dime a dozen, attending physicians even more so; how could Duan Hong recognize that many people?

"Professor Duan, you say or I say is fine. But you say it."

"Today's matter, I also don't know how to say it; I'm afraid I got it wrong." Zheng Tonghui's eyes were full of fear.

Zheng Tonghui felt today that he had forgiven his own ignorance, so previously he had not at all discovered anything off about Fang Ziye's manual reduction. But if he wasn't mistaken, Fang Ziye's debridement and suturing on the third case were standard and by the book.

Damn it, it's a bit too outrageous, outrageous to the point that it shouldn't be something an ordinary person can possess.

Fang Ziye is too young! ~

A young person possessing such ability is a bit like a child holding a click-to-fire cannon aimed at people, far too dangerous.

Duan Hong then sighed and said: "Director Hu, Dean Liang, right?"

"It's like this, I've signed the papers too, representing the evaluation of surgical permission, it's over, the result is pass, isn't that obvious?"

"If there's a problem, I'll naturally take responsibility! ~" Duan Hong's tone was formal, courteous and polite.

Inner roar: I damn well don't want to see Deng Yong's showing-off smug face anymore!

Deng Yong is doing it on purpose, he's deliberately showing off, he resents me for snatching his student before, now he's using his student to hit me, he even wants to part ways with me, each going to handle the mangled extremity research project, you know?

You don't need to know.

If I stay here any longer, I'm afraid I won't be able to resist picking up a crowbar, directly hoisting Fang Ziye onto my shoulder and carrying him off to Tongji Hospital, then arguing with all the old professors here.

I most likely can't win the argument, and I didn't bring anyone today, so it's also very likely I can't win a fight!

'National Treasure Doctor' level debridement technique is something Duan Hong dreams of, but has never been able to cross that threshold. It's something Qi Qiaowen has immersed himself in for over forty years, yet still wanders outside the door.

'National Treasure Doctor' level hemostasis technique is Duan Hong's foundation, the root of his current Jianghu status.

This one item alone makes him stand out among professors nationwide, a crane among chickens.

That Fang Ziye, although his mastery of mature surgical techniques is insufficient in quantity, and his proficiency isn't too high either. But his basic skills are fierce.

The energy and plasticity of his basic skills are too strong.

All exploration and progress into the unknown rely on fundamental science, just as progress in mathematics drives progress in too many disciplines.

Fang Ziye's manual reduction technique and puncture technique have derived an incredible lateral malleolus fracture reduction technique, and can even develop and create original closed leverage reduction for all fractures, as long as Fang Ziye spends the time, he can do it.

Original surgical technique.

Even if it's an original minor technique, considering Fang Ziye's age, it's too terrifying.

"But? The procedures still aren't all completed, Professor Duan, why not continue sitting and rest a bit, see it through to the end?" Hu Wei, responsible for surgical authorization in the Medical Affairs Department, suggested this.

Fair procedure will to a greater extent guarantee fair results.

"See it through to the end?"

Duan Hong touched his forehead, then grabbed his hair along with the disposable cap, his palm slightly sticky with forehead oil: "Forget it, I'll just go..."

Given Deng Yong's piss-poor nature, given Deng Yong's protective extent, he'll probably turn around and independently carry out mangled extremity treatment advancement...

As for verbal agreements?

Private friendship is private friendship, Deng Yong can bring Moutai to apologize at the door, but on the career battlefield, seeing me he'd also unhesitatingly strike!

Duan Hong left, Zheng Tonghui also hurried to catch up.

"I'm leaving too, I've signed everything."

Hu Wei and Liang Xiaoqing's moods became chaotic.

This exceptional surgical authorization is simply too exceptional? So exceptional that before procedures even ended, two people from outside hospitals directly signed and took responsibility and left?! ~

(Chapter End)