top student at medical school

Fang Ziye got into the car at 1:13 PM, and Hu Qingyuan drove him to the parking lot of the new hospital area at 1:52 PM.

"Qingyuan, don't go up yet. Call me anytime later."

"Just in case something happens and I don't know what's going on." Fang Ziye was still very worried about his wife and daughter.

Although the chances are small, taking precautions in advance can reduce the chances to a much smaller degree.

Fang Ziye hurried upstairs and poured the contents directly into the operating room.

When Fang Ziye was at the locker room door, he ran into an acquaintance from the orthopedics department. He was obviously waiting for Fang Ziye at the locker room door on purpose.

"Teacher Fang, the patient is currently in operating room 7."

"The vital signs have stabilized temporarily, but stopping the bleeding is still quite complicated. We managed to stabilize the blood pressure with a blood transfusion."

"Brother Yi has already taken the stage."

“The professors from vascular surgery and general surgery are all here.” The speaker was Xiao Jinqiang, Wang Zongkai’s master’s student.

"Okay, sure." Fang Ziye nodded.

He asked casually, "Jinqiang, you're graduating soon, right?"

"Yes, Professor Fang." The new campus has been open for more than a year, and he is no longer a second-year graduate student. He is about to graduate with his master's degree, but his doctoral interview will be at the end of April this year.

Without having passed through the practice room, he still didn't know where to go from here.

"Keep it up! Come learn more from me later." Fang Ziye gave Xiao Jinqiang a hint.

Xiao Jinqiang was originally a master's student in hand surgery, but his abilities were considered quite outstanding in his cohort. It was only near graduation that Fang Ziye revealed his true feelings.

Fang Ziye did not show favoritism towards his junior colleagues in trauma surgery. Whether they were in hand surgery or orthopedics, he was willing to take them on as long as they were outstanding.

"Ah... Teacher Fang..." Xiao Jinqiang staggered, completely unable to believe that he could be chosen by Fang Ziye.

None of the doctoral supervisors he applied to were Fang Ziye, and he had always been unknown and had nothing particularly outstanding about him.

“You guys should chat more. For example, you and Song Yi have a better chance of getting to know each other.”

"Your professor, Wang Zongkai, won't be able to supervise doctoral students this year, so Professor Liu will probably hire someone else!"

“You won’t lose out by coming here,” Fang Ziye explained as he quickly dressed.

Xiao Jinqiang, being very sensible, quickly asked, "Master, can we explain this to the graduate school?"

"Of course, I have my own special recruitment quota! Even if there are other exceptionally outstanding candidates, I'll still choose you."

"There are 360 ​​professions, and every profession can produce an expert. You can even become an expert by playing with mud and ceramics."

“Your spatial shaping ability is quite good; you could be very useful in my group. I’ll explain in more detail later. Let’s go rescue the people first.” Fang Ziye’s tone was exceptionally confident.

Fang Ziye never expected that Xiao Jinqiang, an ordinary master's student, would be so good at playing with mud.

This kind of feel is very meaningful for shaping the initial template of orthopedic internal fixation devices. Of course, Xiao Jinqiang's other abilities are also quite good.

Having a skill can certainly be put to good use.

At 1:59, Fang Ziye finished washing his hands!
At 2:02, Fang Ziye put on a sterile surgical gown and sterile gloves.

At 2:10, the intra-abdominal hemostasis was completed. Chen Cheng, the newly appointed chief resident of vascular surgery, was full of question marks, while the two senior doctors in general surgery were completely dumbfounded.

Professor Tang Xiaoping, who had frequent contact with Fang Ziye, was not surprised at all.

"Teacher Fang???" Dr. Chen Cheng, the chief resident, called out in a strained, hoarse voice.

"Don't ask, I'm busy today, we'll talk about it later!"

"There are still some bleeding points on the liver capsule, not very big. Give me a pair of tweezers..." Fang Ziye asked Tang Xiaoping for instruments.

Tang Xiaoping immediately obeyed orders like a robot, as if he were Fang Ziye's 'puppet'. Ever since Fang Ziye took the stage, he had stopped thinking and had been trained to be very rigid.

"All right."

Fang Ziye glanced at the patient's vital signs: "The blood pressure is still not high, the transfusion rate is okay, but there should still be bleeding points."

"Were any pre-operative examinations conducted?" Fang Ziye asked.

Tang Xiaoping shook his head: "I didn't have time to do it."

"That must be the bleeding point inside the pelvis!"

"Give me the round knife." Fang Ziye was too lazy to look for any tools, and in a hurry, he simply called for help.

After receiving the knife, Fang Ziye lowered his head and began to carefully expose the hematoma in his pelvis, saying, "Teachers, I'm in a bit of a rush today, so I won't explain anything."

"After I'm done, I need to go back to see my wife and daughter..."

"Oh wow, there's a retroperitoneal hematoma and a spinal fracture. Check for any bleeding points." Fang Ziye's tone was slightly surprised, yet also teasing, as if he had seen something interesting.

Textbooks advise against opening retroperitoneal hematomas and pelvic hematomas rashly, but Fang Ziye has now opened them up in a very real way.

While others were still in shock, Song Yi, the chief resident of orthopedics, had already begun demonstrating and training his physical examination skills and manual hemostasis techniques under Fang Ziye's guidance.

Use instruments to stop the bleeding!

Song Yi only worked for a dozen seconds before looking up and saying, "Professor Fang, this is the limit of my ability."

Practice is practice, but it must be for the purpose of treatment. Song Yi only found two bleeding points and dared not waste any more time!
"Anesthesiologist, monitor blood pressure fluctuations," Fang Ziye called out, then plunged his hands behind his back into the pool of blood, carving his own path through the splattered mess.

The bleeding, which had been continuous, became a trickle of blood.

"Song Yi, the rest is up to you." Fang Ziye was in a hurry...

"Be careful, there's nerve damage. You need to stitch it up."

As Fang Ziye opened the intestines, he said, "Professor Xiang, there are still some bone fragments here that have punctured the intestines. Please take care of them later."

"The cleaning and rinsing of the abdomen requires extreme care..."

At 2:21, nineteen minutes after Fang Ziye entered the operating room, he withdrew his hands.

Then I turned my head to check the patient's vital signs. The systolic blood pressure had reached 99, almost 100.

When the intake exceeds the output, hemodynamics will inevitably tend to stabilize above a certain level, and blood pressure will inevitably get closer and closer to the normal value.

"Hmm, very good!"

"Professor Tang, just to be on the safe side, I suggest you place a vena cava filter to avoid a sudden pulmonary infarction during the operation."

"Nothing else is special. When I came in, I checked the MRI. There was no damage to the brain, just extensive trauma."

"The patient's breathing is not good, remember to have the thoracic surgeon come and take a look. Once you've confirmed the patient is okay, you can move them to the resuscitation room."

"Remember to check your electrolytes frequently!" Fang Ziye said.

"Professor Fang, I'm sorry to bother you." Professor Lin, who had called Fang Ziye, said after Fang Ziye finished speaking.

Fang Ziye had already begun to step down: "It's alright, Professor Lin, it's all for the sake of work."

"However, Professor Lin, today's situation is indeed a bit special, so I won't wait until the surgery is over."

"If there are any other problems, please contact the EICU. Then it shouldn't be a surgical hemodynamics issue," Fang Ziye said confidently.

Of course, Fang Ziye was confident and had a solid foundation. The anesthesiologist stood on tiptoe and glanced at the situation inside the abdomen. The original pool of blood had disappeared, and the remaining bleeding points could be stopped by pressing and packing with cotton pads.

The anesthesiologist, who had been somewhat worried, immediately smiled and said, "Professor Fang, if you could assist with every emergency surgery, our workload would be much lighter."

The surgeons are responsible for treatment, the anesthesiologists are responsible for maintaining life, and the anesthesiologists are the key to the operation.

Fang Ziye smiled, didn't reply, and decisively stepped down from the stage and left.

Only after Fang Ziye opened the pneumatic sensor door and left did Professor Lin lower his voice and say, "Professor Fang's operational skills have reached a state of perfection. I heard he's only thirty-three years old."

"This talent surpasses that of many of our Chinese predecessors!"

"Talent is indeed the most despairing thing."

Tang Xiaoping said politely, "Professor Lin, you haven't known Professor Fang for very long, so your reaction was a little slow."

"Several of our vascular surgery professors often say in the department that Professor Fang completely dominates them, making them feel like they're being rubbed into the ground."

"Sigh...it seems like I don't even have a presence."

Tang Xiaoping's words were bleak, but they were also a fact.

The level of skill is right in front of you, but there are no standard surgical procedures or routines for emergency surgery, nor are there standardized hemostasis techniques, procedures, or theories.

It's just based on the basic skills of simple hemostasis.

In summary, it involves methods such as pressure hemostasis and instrumental hemostasis.

It's just a simple operation, and if Fang Ziye does it well, he does it well. You can't learn it without talent.

The basics are easy to get started with, but difficult to master. To become a master of them is almost impossible.

If you master any small skill, you can become a top expert in your field.

Even small things like farming and sweeping...

"Fang Ziye, I didn't mean anything by it, I just feel that someone like Fang Ziye shouldn't be in our industry!" Professor Xiang's tone was melancholic, and anyone could tell he was resentful and helpless.

He wasn't jealous of Fang Ziye, just plain jealous, and in a somewhat distorted way.

Song Yi looked up and said with a grin, "Professor Fang Ziye and I are classmates."

Immediately, everyone focused their attention on Song Yi, their eyes filled with pity!
Good heavens, so this is the person who was being suffocated by Fang Ziye!
Song Yi was clever; he single-handedly transformed hatred into 'pitifulness,' turning everyone's jealousy into pity.

Tang Xiaoping hesitated for a moment before asking, "Teacher, how do you usually adjust your mindset?"

"Could you explain this to me?"

Song Yi said, "Just like with Teacher Xiang, don't treat him like a human being, treat him like an animal."

"We normal people only compare ourselves to other normal people, why would we compare ourselves to animals?"

"Fang Ziye's teacher has always thought the same way."

Deng Q and Yuan Q's successor, Song Q, immediately brought out a group of Qs.

Therefore, Lu Xun was truly great. He wrote about the spirit of Ah Q in his stories many years in advance, allowing people in reality to find solace and avoid being hurt.

Since they couldn't compete with Fang Ziye technically, they excluded him and relegated him to the non-human realm.

Once you remove the monstrosity of prescription-based medicine, the medical industry is relatively normal...

"My blood pressure has stabilized, but I do have low potassium."

"How could this patient have low potassium after receiving so much blood transfusion?" The anesthesiologist was puzzled after seeing the rapid electrolyte report.

"Professor Fang's wife used to work in the anesthesiology department. He is a person who cannot be judged by conventional standards; he is extremely talented."

"Tell me about us, we can't even finish a college degree."

"Didn't Professor Fang also make a name for himself in your anesthesiology department? Our hospital's top-level anesthesia technique, dissociative anesthesia, was developed by Professor Fang through his challenge," Song Yi said.

This anesthesiologist must be new, at least since Fang Ziye developed 'separation anesthesia'.

"Huh?" The anesthesiologist looked a bit idiotic.

The silence continues!

……

"Master, you've come out?" Hu Qingyuan was surprised and incredulous when he saw Fang Ziye.

"Let's go, go back."

"By the way, Qingyuan, why don't you go out to get something to eat with Lan Tianluo later? My parents and I will just order takeout."

"If you have time later, take a taxi to buy some groceries for my parents. I'll give you the key to your teacher's house; my parents want to go over and cook."

"Yes, we might have to go to the riverbank again; their chickens and ducks are kept there," Fang Ziye said.

This is one of the advantages of having multiple houses.

Even if you have surgery with Professor Li in this hospital area and stay here, there are houses nearby where you can cook.

The chickens and ducks raised at home are all local breeds that my parents brought from their hometown, and the ducks are Muscovy ducks from Enshi...

“Yes, Master, no problem.” Hu Qingyuan nodded obediently.

"It'll only be a hard day for you. Maybe you won't even need to go. Tianluo will go."

"If Tianluo goes, go to the lab and take my computer with you. You're familiar with the files on it, so show them to Nie Mingxian and the others," Fang Ziye instructed.

"Master, don't worry, the laboratory is operating normally."

"Professor Nie still has surgery at the sanatorium and won't be back until very late."

"As for Master, Professor Liao has recently completed two more animal-related projects, which will bring in a lot of money. He said he'll discuss how to split the profits after you get back."

"Animal models are really profitable? No wonder Professor Liao is so rich!!!" Hu Qingyuan exclaimed.

Why are animal models profitable? Because, theoretically, any new surgical procedure performed in clinical practice must first undergo animal testing.

The reason there are no such strict regulations at present is because animal models cannot be made. Therefore, the development of some new surgical procedures is actually incomplete and not rigorous enough.

But if someone can make animal models, they're an absolute hot commodity for every team!
Learning and research should also proceed gradually, which is more in line with ethics.

"Professor Liao is rich, but he also has his own regrets, namely that he cannot enjoy the pleasure of healing and saving lives."

"That's life; there will always be regrets," Fang Ziye said.

Hu Qingyuan had already driven the car out of the parking lot, and now he said with a grin, "Master, are you feeling so incredibly lonely and regretful that you can't find any interest in clinical work anymore?"

"What I mean is, apart from developing new surgical techniques and treatments for new diseases, any kind of emergency surgery is actually just work for you, Master."

"Not enthusiasm!!"

How lonely it is to be invincible; very few people can truly understand this saying.

It will be the top of the list, and the mountains are small.

But there is also a line: "Chang'e should regret stealing the elixir, her heart yearning for the blue sea and sky every night."

The first day of being invincible was great, and the first day of saving lives was also great.

Day 10, Day 100.

When everything becomes a task, burnout ensues.

Fang Ziye twisted his neck: "Don't worry about your master's psychological problems first. You need to reach your master's level in a certain aspect first, and after you have truly experienced it, then you can come and comfort me."

"You're quite observant, kid."

Fang Ziye really thought so… (End of Chapter)