Gou in the operating room to add some upgrades

Chapter 118 Incomplete Ruyi? (Please subscribe)
Professor Yang quickly unplugged the power, carefully opened the circuit board of the skill training device and looked at it for a while, then sighed and explained: "This skill training device also has shortcomings."

"It's not a complete clinical analogy. Let's find another one."

So, Professor Yang once again showed Fang Xian the perfect level of incision and blood vessel exploration.

This time the speed is faster.

Blood vessel exploration and incision complement each other and require careful anatomy. However, Professor Yang only used nine seconds to directly expose the blood vessels with a "rong" motion.

It doesn't seem to be fancy, just use the blade to cut into the inside, which just exposes the blood vessels.

Moreover, after Professor Yang turned off the flickering detection error-related data on the display panel of the skill training instrument, Fang Xian went to check the cut surface carefully, only to find that Professor Yang did not injure the patient during the incision. Other organizations!
Fang Xian then raised his head in shock.

The first performance was indeed just an accident, not that Professor Yang was very good.

Professor Yang said: "In fact, there is nothing to say about perfect skills. This is just the current perfection. Maybe 20 years later, maybe 50 years later, or 100 years later, the things I operate now, dogs can see Shake your head."

"Perfection is only temporary, imperfection is eternal."

"So, the so-called perfection is to find out the shortcomings of oneself, others, and all people and improve them. This is perfection."

"Actually, I have always had this idea, that is to call the nickname of level 6 skills repair."

"But Lao Zhou disagrees, so this matter will be shelved for the time being."

Professor Yang's words were very pretentious, but Fang Xian let go of any contempt at this moment.

With such strength, Professor Yang, whether he is pretending to be aggressive or an old urchin, is a figure worthy of Fang Xian's respect.

Therefore, after Professor Yang spoke for ten seconds and did not continue, Fang Xian asked again: "So, Professor Yang's theory is as big as an surgeon, and the level requirement for basic skills in theory is only level 5, not level 6." Level, is this the reason?"

"What's so big as an accident surgeon? Who picked such an ugly name?" Professor Yang was particularly disgusted when he heard this.

Fang Xian didn't reply, and he didn't dare to betray his master directly.

If you say bad things about him in front of other people, it may not have much impact, but for a Taishan Beidou like Professor Yang, it will definitely have a huge impact on Lin Hui.

"I just heard it randomly." Fang Xian said.

Professor Yang said: "Actually, it's not that Lao Zhou and I don't want to set the lowest bottom line as perfection, but that there is no so-called perfection at all."

"This thing can only be felt, but hard to describe."

"I'll quote a passage I wrote in a novel."

"Ruyi is actually the adaptation of expert-level operating skills to local conditions, and perfection is actually the pros and cons of expert-level operating skills."

"The pinnacle that an individual can reach in operation is the expert level."

"Things above the expert level are all a mixture of different ideas, theories, innovations, and filling in gaps."

"So actually what I was able to do just now, you can also do. As long as I tell you the corresponding techniques, you can use the skill training device to fuck. Do you want to learn how to pick up girls? I can teach you."

Professor Yang seemed serious for less than 3 minutes.

After a while, the topic was completely skewed.

Professor Yang's words contain a lot of information.

The pinnacle of operation that an individual can achieve is the expert level. Above the expert level, there is actually no essential improvement in operation?
What does this mean?
Fang Xian's mind was spinning very fast, but he could only understand that expert-level skills were adapted to local conditions. As for the analysis of perfect skills, Fang Xian couldn't get into the threshold at all.

"Professor Yang, so the wishful-level skills and perfect-level skills are not particularly important? They are not advanced?" Fang Xian asked.

"Bullshit."

"It's right not to be advanced, but it's not important. Who told you it's not important?"

"After the operation reaches the limit, theory is the most important thing. Otherwise, why does the trauma center attach so much importance to the cultivation of theory?"

"Whoever tells you that theory is not important in the future, you just slap him in the face."

"If the theory is not important, it doesn't matter if I can combine Lao Zhou and Xiao Fangyun together?!" Professor Yang said indignantly.

Fang Xian stopped answering again, listening and pondering carefully.

After all, this is Professor Yang's guidance. At least Fang Xian has a concept and theory about the perfect level of skills, which is very beneficial to the state he will be in in the future.

If the perfect level of skills is not important, then there is no need for Professor Zhu Daodao to go out of his way to meet Old Professor Yang.

Seeing that Fang Xian was silent again, Professor Yang asked, "Xiao Fang, I want to tell you something."

"That is the wishful-level skill. In fact, there are many things that can be developed and tapped, so your current personality has not yet fully tapped its potential."

"The Ruyi you understand is still far from the real Ruyi-level skills. This is related to your personality. You are not free and easy enough at the moment."

"I, Professor Zhou, and your uncle Xiao Fang all discovered this, so I hope you will come out as soon as possible, otherwise, you will waste such a good foundation for nothing."

"And, the person who can help you get out, maybe I am the best solution."

"I've told you everything, I can help you solve the problem, but the premise is that you have to take the initiative to let go of the problems and confusion in your heart."

"If I told you that you are sick now, would you believe it?"

"You have a heart disease, so your current learning motivation and tendency are closely related to it. If you are like this, even if you have reached level 5 of the twelve basic skills, you will not be able to reach the point where you can do everything with ease. "

When Fang Xian heard this, he stood at attention and said a little panicked: "Professor Yang, it shouldn't be considered an illness, right? I've seen what I want to see."

Fang Xian looked at Professor Yang in surprise.

A little flustered.

Are you fucking a doctor or a fortune teller?

"Can you talk about it in detail. Open up your heart, what can you struggle with, what can you be afraid of?"

"I am older than you, have a higher status than you, and have a younger personality than you."

"You just treat it as a friend who has made friends with Wangnian, and complain about the past and the past, can't you?"

"Let's be free and easy." Professor Yang still asked meaningfully, maybe this is his main purpose of finding Fang Xian today.

Fang Xian was silent for more than a dozen seconds before he realized that since the topic had come to this point, he said.

"Professor Yang, I think I should be fine."

"After all, I want to study medicine now, not for the sake of looking at the scenery, nor for anyone, but just to have better medical skills, gain stronger strength, take good care of the doctor, and be a good doctor."

"It's not for anyone anymore..."

"Then who were you for?" Professor Yang asked.

Professor Yang found a stool and sat down while chatting with the other party.

"You can go inside and get two bottles of mineral water. Let's drink and chat slowly."

"You have to know that I have no malice towards you, you know that? If I had any malice towards you, you wouldn't be able to come here at all."

"It is precisely because of this that I hope to help you settle your mind, at least let's share it together. If you look at me like a professor, you can treat me as your friend."

Following Professor Yang's guidance, Fang Xian took two bottles of chilled mineral water from the freezer in the office of the skills training room.

Fang Xian also sat down and took a sip before sitting down properly.

"A classmate."

"We were in junior high at that time."

After Fang Xian finished speaking, he said firmly, "Professor Yang, I don't deny that we have a certain affection for each other. And when we were in high school, we both went to another high school."

"However, it is true that I did not know at the time that osteosarcoma is actually a prevalent disease and occurs frequently in adolescence! I also did not know that the survival rate of osteosarcoma after surgery is actually relatively limited."

"I only know that she asked for leave in the first year of high school. She returned a year later and did not repeat the grade. She continued to study in the second year of high school, but her grades could not keep up."

"It was only in the last semester of the third year of high school that I realized that the so-called grades and the college entrance examination had no meaning to her."

"Of course, Professor Yang, you also know that death is like going out, and funerals have nothing to do with young people."

"Ever since I asked for leave, I don't know where she went, or even where she was buried. There is no so-called memorial service, etc., even..."

Professor Yang really knew about Fang Xian's past.

"Maybe not even the body came back, right?"

"This is normal. Most patients with severe tumors in the terminal stage will choose another way to continue living." Professor Yang changed organ donation to a more elegant term.

Fang Xian nodded and continued: "But actually nothing happened."

"I chose medicine because I have a good impression of medicine, and my uncle is also a doctor and the director. My parents mean that at least I can have a living by studying medicine."

"If we can get along a little better, we can get into a good hospital. And with the relationship between my family and my uncle's family, it won't be difficult to go through the back door."

"So, I came to study medicine not only, but not just because of that classmate." Fang Xian pretended to say so openly.

But Old Professor Yang said, "But no, you are deceiving yourself."

"In fact, from the very beginning, there is a preset threshold in your psychology, and you want to accomplish one thing."

"It was only later, when your vision changed, that you changed your vision again, and realized that studying medicine is a meaningful thing, and you don't need to go on the path you preset in your heart."

"But you are still rushing forward recklessly. You think you are running around for the reasons you found for yourself. In fact, all your actions are serving the anchor points or thresholds you preset."

"You haven't come out yet."

"Because no one will fight aimlessly and frantically. Just like your uncle, the purpose of his first study of medicine is for his grandma, that is, your great grandma..."

Fang Xian helped to explain: "My dad and my uncle are different grandmas. So that is not my great-grandmother, otherwise, my dad wouldn't have tried his best and desperately to help."

"But even though we are separated by a room, after all, we still have to consider Uncle Fang Yun's choice and face."

His uncle, Fang Yun, is considered an only seedling.

My father has his own grandparents, so Uncle Fang Yun's grandma can only be regarded as the daughter-in-law of his father's grandfather's brother, and can also be called grandma. In fact, there is no blood relationship, so the help is relatively limited.

This is a question of filial piety, Fang Xian must rectify his father's name.

"Okay, I get it, but that's not the point. The point is, would you like to follow me to the bone tumor department for a while, or personally participate in the treatment of a patient with osteosarcoma?"

"beat it."

"Strive for no regrets!"

Fang Xian raised his head and looked at Old Professor Yang.

The other party's words directly broke through Fang Xian's most fundamental psychological defense in an instant.

Fang Xian always thought that after seeing several osteosarcoma resections, he had achieved the set goal.

But only now did Fang Xian realize that he had always had a latent doubt, that is whether patients with osteosarcoma must die.

This has nothing to do with youth simply.

Fang Xian's breathing was a little short, and he was afraid that Professor Yang was trying to deceive him on purpose.

Fang Xian was a little nervous and guilty at the same time, because he was afraid that Professor Yang would see through his inner persistence and look down on him, thinking that his study of medicine was for nothing.

Studying medicine for one person, no matter how you look at it, it is shameless.

can be followed.

Old Professor Yang once again broke through Fang Xian's psychological defense: "And, maybe, there is a pair of eyes that can still see you, but you and I don't know who she or he is."

Fang Xian looked at Old Professor Yang.

Knowing that Professor Yang's words were to comfort himself, Fang Xian only smiled before explaining: "Professor Yang, there is actually no need to do this."

"A person dies like a lamp goes out."

"Letting the dead rest in peace is the greatest kindness."

"There was a reason in the past, but it doesn't mean there is a reason now. The obsessions of the past don't have to be hung on the body, and they can't be lingered for a lifetime."

"Being a doctor well is actually more free and easy than asking why you want to be a doctor." Fang Xian really talked about Professor Yang as a friend at this moment.

Back then, I was indeed a little ignorant at that time, and stepped into the threshold of medicine.

But now Fang Xian, studying hard, is no longer purely to know whether the disease will kill him or not, and whether he can be saved.

Instead, I really want to be a good doctor, learn medical skills well, and save lives.

At this point, Professor Yang misunderstood.

Of course, maybe Fang Xian has another idea.

Trying to make similar people no longer miserable, trying to make many people enjoy the sun, moon, mountains and rivers in this world again, this is what Fang Xian wants to do now.

Therefore, Fang Xian said firmly: "So Professor Yang, you don't have to take me to the bone oncology department for a few surgeries."

“It’s also a good place where I’m at right now.”

"One day, I myself will be able to stand in the position of the chief swordsman, fighting for others at the gate of the Hades Palace."

Professor Yang watched Fang Xian for a long time.

Then he shook his head and said, "A person like you is actually quite scary."

"Of course, people like you are actually very pitiful."

Fang Xian nodded and shook his head.

Said: "Professor Yang, in fact, I can't say whether I'm pitiful or not. Compared to having no chance, I'm pretty good now."

Fang Xian made a pun.

Opportunity seems to be two words.

Fang Xian didn't have a chance before, but what Fang Xian didn't have was the opportunity to 'enter a certain threshold'.

And some people will lose even the chance to continue their lives.

Fang Xian doesn't know if such a person is considered the white moonlight in youth, maybe it is, maybe not, but it is undeniable that her existence has indeed affected Fang Xian's years for a period of time.

But time is the best medicine and the cruelest medicine.

Heals everything and kills everything.

Including Fang Xian's inner emphasis.

From the moment Fang Xian put it down a long time ago, Fang Xian's youth no longer exists, after all, Fang Xian is no longer young.

"Professor Yang, I'll go back to work first, thank you for chatting with me today."

"Thank you for offering to help me, too."

"But I don't think it's necessary anymore." Fang Xian bid farewell to Professor Yang.

(End of this chapter)