"Goodbye, Master," said Fang Ziye, holding Yuan Weihong's white coat in his hand. He waved at Yuan Weihong, who was straddling a small electric scooter with his feet on the footrests.
Yuan Weihong turned his head slightly, "Go back and rest early, don't stay in the practice room for too long."
"Improving clinical skills takes time and patience."
"The original intention of setting up practice rooms in the hospital was just to facilitate learning, not for us to make leaps and bounds."
"What the professors say is actually just empty promises, no need to take it too seriously." After saying this, Yuan Weihong, knowing that Fang Ziye would definitely head to the practice room, turned on the electric scooter and gradually disappeared into the distance.
Fang Ziye's smile stiffened slightly as he walked towards the orthopedics building to put away his and his teacher's white coats.
...
The Skills Training Center was located on the seventh to thirteenth floors of the Functional Studies Experimental Building. The Orthopedics Department of Zhongnan Hospital was formidable, ranking among the top four in Hanshi.
It occupied an entire floor to itself.
The eighth floor was home to the Orthopedics Skills Experimental Center, with a total of twenty operation rooms.
Most of them were brightly lit.
However, the only one Fang Ziye could access was the first practice room for trauma surgery, room 801.
Sounds constantly emerged from inside, occasional exclamations of "Damn!", "Shit!", and the clanging of needle holders, vascular clamps, and forceps.
Fang Ziye put his backpack down in the storage locker, and a familiar voice called out to him, "Brother Fang, over here!"
The person calling Fang Ziye was a newly admitted resident at the hospital, currently shadowing Fang Ziye. He was a complete novice named Lan Tianlu, who didn't even have the qualifications to manage hospital beds yet.
Fang Ziye approached Lan Tianlu, who was using various simple surgical instruments to suture rubber skin. However, there were still gaps between the stitches.
"You haven't mastered the stitch spacing and needle entry and exit angles properly, causing twisting in the inner layer," Fang Ziye, as the senior, offered some advice to Lan Tianlu, who was a regular social resident shadowing him.
As a newcomer, the chief resident didn't dare let him handle night shifts or manage beds independently yet, so he was following Fang Ziye to learn.
Zhongnan Hospital had no shortage of attending physicians and resident doctors.
Opportunities for hands-on practice were rare, with most practice opportunities confined to the training rooms.
When Fang Ziye occasionally accompanied his mentor during outpatient consultations, Lan Tianlu would help with various miscellaneous tasks, serving as a small assistant.
Mastering the stitch spacing, suture depth, and needle entry angle were key to successfully suturing rubber skin.
Otherwise, if the inner tissues become entangled, it would lead to holes or gaps appearing.
"Thank you, Brother Ye," Lan Tianlu nodded.
Fang Ziye sat down at the empty workstation next to Lan Tianlu. After a quick glance, he noticed that a needle holder was missing. Then he saw that Lan Tianlu had two, likely having borrowed one.
This was a skills training room, not an operating room, so there was no need to be particularly mindful of sterile principles. He simply picked it up.
Lan Tianlu quickly explained, "Brother Ye, this needle holder is a bit slippery, doesn't grip well, and needs to be replaced..."
"Hmm, I'll go exchange it. You continue with your practice," said Fang Ziye. As the last person to arrive at the skills training room, it was understandable that he would end up with the poorest quality instruments.
To continue practicing, he would need to go to the instrument storage and exchange it for a new one, but he had to return the old one so it could be sent back to the manufacturer for replacement or refurbishment.
The Skills Training Center was a welfare-oriented laboratory, so naturally, they tried to save money where they could.
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[Knowledge Points Remaining: 5.]
[Note: Free Knowledge Points can be used to actively upgrade skills. Knowledge Points are generated based on the physician's weight in the diagnosis and treatment process. Benefit details: +0.5, +0.2, +0.1...]
When Fang Ziye returned, he decided to first add all the Knowledge Points to Incision and Suturing skills. Both skills reached level 2.
When Fang Ziye started suturing orange peel again, he felt particularly adept at it.
Orange peel suturing requires full-layer and half-layer suturing techniques. The challenge is to avoid cutting through the peel, and to prevent the unstable orange peel from moving and creating gaps when tying knots.
This operation is naturally quite difficult. Currently, among the students in the department, only some of the doctoral senior brothers could consistently achieve it. While there were some master's students who had mastered it, they were few in number.
Previously, Fang Ziye was not among them.
At this moment, Lan Tianlu glanced over and exclaimed in surprise, "Holy crap? Brother Ye? You've mastered orange peel suturing?"
Hearing Lan Tianlu's words, only a few first and second-year master's juniors and another resident looked up, their gazes a mix of astonishment and envy...
The others remained unfazed.
In the third year of a master's program, suturing orange peel was actually basic, not a big deal.
In the trauma surgery skills training room, there were four main tools for practicing suturing: rubber skin, orange peel, tofu, and skin jelly.
The first tool, rubber skin, was the most basic entry-level tool. If you could suture rubber skin well, you would be rewarded with the opportunity to start suturing patients' skin in the operating room.
Then you would progress to practicing on an orange peel.
If you could suture tofu to a very high standard, you would be considered to have mastered suturing, meeting the requirements to graduate from the first practice room.
Obviously, this required exceptionally high operational talent, with extremely strict control over suturing depth, force, and needle entry angle.
Skin jelly was a tool only available in more advanced practice rooms for trauma surgery.
It was said that hand surgery had five suturing practice tools, kept in the third practice room for hand surgery. The fifth one was reimplanting severed tails of nude mice.
Cut into sixty or seventy segments, successful suturing required a blood flow rate exceeding 95% and a blood vessel stenosis degree of no less than 5% to be considered mastery of suturing technique, an extremely high requirement...
But even though he had only completed the half-layer suturing requirement for the orange peel, Fang Ziye's mood was quite excited.
Because adding points really could improve abilities!
It wasn't just his imagination.
In other words, as long as he had enough Knowledge Points, wouldn't passing through the practice rooms of the master's stage be...
Possible?
Fang Ziye finished suturing and once again looked at the panel.
[Note: Free Knowledge Points can be used to actively upgrade skills. Knowledge Points are generated based on the physician's weight in the diagnosis and treatment process, and benefits from learning and operation processes.]
Diagnostic weight, learning, and operational process benefits.
These were the key points.
After Lan Tianlu stopped talking, the practice room once again fell into silence. Everyone began practicing on their own, with the snipping sound of scissors cutting thread and the clinking of instruments falling onto the workstations echoing incessantly.
It wasn't just master's students like Fang Ziye who needed to practice surgical operations; the doctoral senior brothers also had to work hard to prepare their basic surgical skills, either to stay at the hospital or to find work at other hospitals.
Master's students had extremely few opportunities for hands-on operations in clinical settings, at most just suturing skin. While it was slightly better for doctoral students, it was still quite limited.
Therefore, this practice room was where the dreams of great surgeons took flight, and everyone was working hard towards this goal...