Chinese medicine: When you do things to the extreme

Chapter 15 A ray of hope in despair?! (Please collect and read)
8:27 pm, hand surgery training room.

Zhou Yanqing saw that his teacher Gong Yi was "alarmed" by the WeChat message sent by his junior, and he hurried to the practice room in his pajamas at home. He looked at Fan Ziwei and said in a serious tone: "Ziwei, isn't this unnecessary?"

"Isn't it the same to let Master see it today or tomorrow?"

Zhou Yanqing showed off his authority as a senior brother in front of Fan Ziwei and immediately made Fan Ziwei stand at attention nervously.

But Gong Yi rubbed his eyes with his hands and scolded with a smile: "Zhou Yanqing, you are more arrogant than me, right? Now you are putting on airs."

"Let me tell you, seeing it today is really different from seeing it tomorrow. Seeing it in person and seeing it on video are two completely different concepts!"

After saying this, Gong Yi had just finished rubbing his eyes and took several deep, calm breaths.

Then he said, "Yanqing, do you know that Li Zhong from our group and Director Dong's new doctor Zhu Qin have only just reached the stage of skin jelly suture, and they are already nearly thirty years old!"

"And you're only twenty-six!"

Zhou Yanqing is in his fifth year of undergraduate studies and in his third year of master's studies. He is just 26 years old.

"Just talking about suturing, it's almost like turning a doctoral supervisor into a 'technician'. Do you really think that this ladder of study is so easy to climb?"

"I can tell you clearly that the ladder of success for hand surgery in our hospital is only two levels higher than your current level of suturing. And it is specially prepared for PhD students who come to our hand surgery department to get more talent introduction fees." Gong Yi's mind was very clear at this moment.

Medicine is not a game, and a doctor’s life is not simply about killing monsters and leveling up. Every step of improvement in medical skills is the result of years of hard work!
Of course, there are special geniuses in this world. Although they are few, they still exist.

"Pig jelly, pig jelly, I bought it again!" After Gong Yi finished speaking, Xiao Guipei Zhao Gui brought the standard pig jelly.

Gong Yi looked at it, rolled up his sleeves, and without wasting any time: "Master will make the incision for you personally."

After saying that, Gong Yi picked up a scalpel and very steadily cut three cuts on Zhou Yanqing.

He tilted his head to look at Zhou Yanqing, who was about to say something but stopped talking. He put down the scalpel and waved his hand: "Don't be afraid of waste. When you usually practice suturing jelly, you cut one square into eight or nine pieces."

"But it doesn't matter, Yanqing, when you practice next time, just cut according to this standard. We will cut four pieces in three cuts, and the master will reimburse you."

Seeing Gong Yi's relieved and happy expression, Zhou Yanqing nodded, stopped talking nonsense, and started to operate directly.

After the tofu-like deep and shallow sutures are completed, we come to the stage before stretching the rubber band suture, which is the jelly suture.

The jelly skin is brittle and more easily torn by a needle.

This level is a symbol of a mature doctor. It is the result of thirty years of hard work by our hospital's attending physician Li Zhong and Dr. Zhu Qin of the Department of Hand Surgery. It is no small feat.

People with average talent, if they want to reach this level, can only do the same as Li Zhong and others, using age and sweat to train slowly. Geniuses, on the other hand, use their absolute talent to get ahead.

Zhou Yanqing outlines one stitch at a time and sews slowly step by step!
Gong Yi, Fan Ziwei and Zhao Gui held their breath and tried not to disturb them.

In fact, Zhou Yanqing had performed sutures several times before, and had reached a very high level.

To pass this level, you need three cuts and four cuts, six cuts on the front and back, and a total of ninety stitches. The standard suturing rate reaches 95%, which means there is actually a tolerance of two to three stitches.

Before, Zhou Yanqing’s “stitch flipping” rate was only one to two stitches!

Time flies, and more than forty minutes passed in a flash.

Ninety stitches, each stitch takes twenty seconds, no rest, no interruption, the thread is infinitely long, the needle is infinitely sharp. It still takes 1,800 seconds, half an hour.

Reality is not theory.

But even though the wait was long, Gong Yi was so pleased when he saw the result of the suture that his whole face almost turned into a chrysanthemum when he smiled...

"Master, the sewing is done!" Zhou Yanqing stood up, waiting for the teacher's inspection.

Gong Yi nodded and said, "It's stitched very well..."

Then he looked at Fan Ziwei and Zhao Gui and said, "You two can play with the remaining jelly. It doesn't matter if it gets broken. Go down and buy as many supplies as you like. Send me the bill later and I'll reimburse you."

"I have something to ask your senior brother."

Gong Yi led Zhou Yanqing and was about to go out.

Fan Ziwei nodded upon hearing this, and then said softly: "My master is going to take my senior brother to the woods..."

"What did you say?" Gong Yi turned around and lightly kicked Fan Ziwei's butt while jogging. "Master, I was wrong..." Fan Ziwei was just a stupid and funny guy.

He began to chant a spell: "I love eating pork jelly, I eat pork jelly without spitting out the fat skin, I..."

……

Outside the functional laboratory building, it was dark and silent. There were no stars today, only the faint light of the street lamps, like a fluorescent fire in the dark night.

"Yanqing, Master, I actually feel very guilty." Gong Yi suddenly became quiet, his usually lively eyes calmed down, and his tone gradually softened.

Zhou Yanqing raised his eyelids and said with a slightly puzzled tone: "Master, please don't say that..."

The re-examination stage for master's degree students is divided into two stages: re-examination and adjustment.

During the re-examination, the graduate supervisor and the department will know how many points you scored in the initial written examination. However, in the case of adjustment, everyone only cares about who will come, and not how you came.

Therefore, very few people knew that Zhou Yanqing was the first one to pass the Jishuitan written test and was transferred back to the First Affiliated Hospital of Hengda University. Perhaps only Dong Congyue and Gong Yi in the department knew about it.

Progress is a comprehensive factor. The students' qualifications, teachers' qualifications and enthusiasm, learning resources and environment, etc. will all affect the speed of progress.

"If the mentor you met was not me, or even Director Dong, maybe you wouldn't have such a hard time now." Gong Yi's eyes were full of heartache.

Gong Yi is just a master's supervisor, and the research funding he receives is only 200,000 or 300,000 yuan at the provincial level.

That's all he had, and he had to distribute it evenly among his underlings, Zhou Yanqing's senior brother, Zhou Yanqing's senior brother, and Zhou Yanqing.

Zhou Yanqing had excellent qualifications and used up his quota very early, which was converted into a basic scientific research SCI article of the third-zone monograph type.

sci, monographs, basic scientific research.

Articles of this level are extremely difficult to publish and are of high value.

Central South University requires only two papers for doctoral graduation.

However?
Today's medicine is too competitive. With such a huge base, there are always some people with outstanding qualifications who will publish SCI papers in the second or even first zone during their master's degree.

Why didn’t Zhou Yanqing post it?

No money.

Zhou Yanqing has no money, Gong Yi has no money either, and Gong Yi can’t get more money either. That’s all his ability is!
Gong Yi also knew that he didn't know how to teach Zhou Yanqing.

The teaching scale in large teaching hospitals is very smooth. Doctoral seniors give small lectures every two or three days, attending associate professors give lectures once a week, and big bosses occasionally give small lectures once a month.

Here at Hengda Affiliated High School, there are no lectures. It’s all about free practice and independent expression. I’ll tell you some tips and precautions, that’s all!
Resources account for a large proportion in progress. Zhou Yanqing gradually became an ordinary person. His operation progress and number of articles were actually comparable to those of Liu Dongyang, Guo Congyu and others.

"Master, maybe now we can see some hope..." Zhou Yanqing's emotions were very stable.

He has been digesting this kind of thing for many years.

What's more, we are all ordinary people, and ordinary people are just beaten by the waves and drift with the tide. If there are strong people coming to fight, you can only bear it hard. If you can't bear it, you can change your position, change direction, and be covered in dust.

In the medical field, a young master's degree holder is just an ordinary person, not a highly educated talent.

Gong Yi nodded: "Yes, there is some hope."

Looking up, they saw the street lamp, which seemed like the only guiding light in the dark night. It was not big, but it at least allowed Zhou Yanqing and Gong Yi to identify the direction.

Gong Yi, chief physician, is just a slightly more advanced mortal in the hall of medicine. He can also turn a genius into an ordinary person.

"Are you going to the practice room today?" Gong Yi asked.

"Go, it's still early, I'll practice a little more. Master, you should go to bed early." Zhou Yanqing still had the task of performing 10,000 incisions, and he felt that every moment of time was very urgent.

Zhou Yanqing walked towards the practice room, while Gong Yi rode his electric scooter towards home.

Zhou Yanqing did not look back, but Gong Yi turned the electric valve and looked back three times, until Zhou Yanqing's figure disappeared, and then Gong Yi rushed straight into the darkness...

(End of this chapter)