Gou in the operating room to add some upgrades

Chapter 108

"Calm down, you should be very stable." Fang Xian replied in this way, and decided in his heart to gradually calm down and calm down from today.

Fang Xian also felt a little tired of the stir-fried noodles, so he changed to braised noodles.

The round noodles are served with marinade, except for a little dryness, there seems to be nothing wrong with it.

When the meal was coming to an end, Li Qiu sent a special message: "Brother Xian, thank you."

"Without your guidance and the so-called misunderstanding, I wouldn't even be able to get through the threshold."

"Senior brothers, these are animals!!!" Li Qiu sent three exclamation points.

"Tell me more about it. How about an interview?" Fang Xian felt that Li Qiu's first sentence was right.

The threshold is something that goes in when you go in, and goes out when you go out. Once you go in, you will find that you are not the same, but after you go out, it will probably be difficult to come in again.

"I'm just a layman now. Professor Jiang has not agreed to accept me as a student, but when my suturing skills reach the real level 4, it will be almost the same."

"A master's brother who is now in the eighth year, and he is about to reach level 4 in suture."

"Several doctoral brothers, except for one brother who is in the ninth year, the others have also arrived."

"Our classmate of this year, Chang Shang, is about to approach level 4 in suture."

"However, their other skills are much higher than mine..." Li Qiu seemed to have lost his arrogance for a moment and began to complain again.

Fang Xian comforted him when he heard the words, "Old Ball, watch out."

"Most of the hand surgeons rely on sutures for their livelihoods. It's not an exaggeration for some seniors to have sutures of level 4."

"But you can be sure that you can receive the most orthodox training in hand surgery."

"No, when will you start checking the ward?" Fang Xian saw that the time was almost eight o'clock.You, Li Qiu, just went there. What were you playing with on your phone?

Li Qiu then replied honestly: "Brother Xian, don't blame me for not being kind to you. The main reason is that Professor Jiang knows you and asked me to be your sleeper."

"I can sleep with you or be slept with by you."

"It's only now that I know how awesome you are. In our hand surgery department, except for Director Jiang, the suture skills of the other two directors are all short of level 5."

"(You can delete it if you feel bored after reading it, this is my political task)"

"The other party canceled a message."

Fang Xian: "..."

Okay, since the old ball is forced to open, let's ignore it for now.

However, Fang Xian is no longer that interested in becoming a simple hand surgeon.

Maybe one day you can't survive in the trauma center and you can consider it, but for now.

If you have the ability to become the Dinghaishenzhen of a subject, if you don't become it, then that's all.

And it’s also the healing needle of the trauma center——

It's like being the gatekeeper of the Yama Palace. I won't let you go. Impermanence has to weigh its own weight.

If a doctor can do this, then he is of little value.

Fang Xian thought like this and hurried to the operating room, planning to face a new day of accumulating skill points.

However, July [-]th.It is already the third day of the end of the provincial competition.

July [-]th was already the penultimate and final round of the provincial competition.

And on July [-]th, it happened to be the time for the operating room of the trauma center to welcome new teammates again.

When Fang Xian arrived at the door of the suture group lounge, he saw three people.

Two young people in the same grade as Fang Xian looked left and right, their eyes were full of novelty, and there was a touch of arrogance radiating around them.

After Fang Xian arrived, one of them quickly extended his hands enthusiastically: "You are Fang Xian, brother Xian, right?"

After the provincial competition, the mvp of the surgical field will basically choose to come to the operating room of the trauma center to participate in the entrance training.

This is what Professor Wang Huan informed yesterday.

Fang Xian nodded when he heard this: "Fang Xian, what do you call the elder brothers?"

After the three of them introduced each other one by one, Fang Xian determined the approximate name of the other party.

Wu Tianxiang's mask covers his expression, mouth and nose, but the words "Jianmei Xingmu" seem to be based on the pattern of his eyes and eyebrows. His skin is very white, a kind of cold white skin that all girls envy.

But his voice was also very cold. When he introduced himself, he just said: "Wu Tianxiang, currently in his seventh year, neurosurgery."

Jiang Zhiming was the person who greeted Fang Xian warmly when he first arrived. He was tall, over 1.8 meters tall, almost the same as Fang Xian.With a fat face and a chubby belly, Fang Xian even doubted whether he would be able to push out some distance from the operating table during surgery.

The surgical mask couldn't cover his 'handsome' side face, the whole face was like a disc.

Fang Xian felt that the "famous" "cross talk actor Yunpeng" was slightly inferior in front of him, and his tonnage was comparable to the one standing next to him.

The man was very enthusiastic: "Jiang Zhiming, the river of Jianghe, the ambition of ambition, the bright of tomorrow. Brother Xian, please take good care of me in the future."

In the eighth academic year, for example, a higher academic year, he was the only mvp in the surgical track in the eighth academic year.

The other Li Zhuoming is smaller, about 1.7 meters five, with a thin body and slightly fair skin. Although he is much inferior to Wu Tianxiang's cold white skin, he is still fairer than most boys.

His skin is not delicate.

"Brother Xian, okay." Li Zhuoming nodded.

"Brother Xian, thank you, okay." Li Zhuoming nodded again.

"Brother Xiang, okay." Li Zhuoming nodded to Wu Tianxiang.

"Brother Xiang, okay, I won't call you Brother Xiang, I will remember, Brother Xiang." Li Zhuoming continued to nod.

Fang Xian suspected that this guy was either a joker like Qiuqiu, or was careless.There is no doubt that Brother Nodou and Que Xin are wrong about him.

"Are all the brothers from the advanced suturing team?" Fang Xian asked.

If they are all in the stitching group, the chances of the stitching group will be relatively less.

All three nodded.

Jiang Zhiming, who is the most talkative, winked and said: "We will all follow Brother Xian first, I hope you can give me some advice."

Fang Xian smiled and said, "I haven't been here long. We are all brothers in trouble who follow our superiors."

"I believe others have told you the basic rules."

"We students who are entering the training camp are just waiting on the channel for the call from the superior doctor in the operating room. If we have the opportunity, we will go there and complete part of the operation."

During the conversation, Fang Xian said: "There are 9 operating rooms, students in the suture group, Fang Xian received it, and arrived within a minute."

Fang Xian first said something in the channel, then turned his head, and left the channel to take the initiative to speak.Explanation: "After giving a response like this, just start practicing. In fact, it can also be understood as a substitute for a skill training device."

Fang Xian said so, and walked out.

And Fang Xian just left.

The eyes of the three of them flickered slightly.

Wu Tianxiang said: "Fang Xian is better than Zou Junzi. He has just entered the operating room not long ago. Our choice to join the suturing team was right."

The smile on Jiang Zhiming's face faded slightly, and he smiled and said: "Actually, what I'm more curious about is whether the operating room of this trauma center is as mysterious as the legend says."

"You must at least not disappoint us, right?"

(End of this chapter)