Gou in the operating room to add some upgrades

Chapter 150 What a blessing to be stupid! (seeking subscription)
When Fang Xian returned to the lounge at this point, he was surprised to find that the lights in the three lounges were exceptionally bright.

And when Fang Xian passed by the door of the rest room of the suturing team, there were still people discussing something in detail.

"How many pieces did you sew today?"

"12. The number of operations in the Affiliated Hospital of Shonan University is indeed large. I really don't know where they got so many patients."

"I have one more than you. I guess it's because the surgery I was exposed to today was relatively simple."

"Practice skills in the operating room does feel more real than the skills training room, and the experience will be more fulfilling."

"A superior teacher presumed based on Brother Fang Xian's past experience that long-term intensive training may really improve the efficiency of learning..."

"It should be. Didn't Senior Brother Zou Junzi and Senior Brother Jiang Yuhang both say that Senior Brother Fang Xian practiced in this way?"

"Now that people have reached such an excellent state, they must have studied time and study habits, which are quite scientific..."

When Fang Xian passed by the door of the lounge, the corners of his mouth twitched.

An inexplicable feeling rose up in my heart——

I really want to say, big brothers and sisters, don’t get me wrong.

In the face of talent, hard work is useless, and in the face of coercion, talent is also useless, you know?
Is it useful to work hard?

It is definitely useful, but how useful it is still depends on talent.

It's just that Fang Xian didn't say that.

Hard work is definitely useful, but the effect of hard work actually has an upper limit. Fang Xian is qualified to say this because he has worked hard before, but it was not as effective as Mao Xian.

When we entered the waiting room of the incision team!

Fang Xian discovered that his big and small bags were gone, and there were no other big or small bags. However, Zou Junzi's cabinet had more bread, milk and other items...

Now Junzi Zou is holding a bag of biscuits and munching on them.

After knowing that it was Fang Xian who came in, he deliberately moved his position.

Then he stood up again, opened the cabinet door and quickly took things.

When Fang Xian opened the door to pick up his things, he found shampoo and shower gel in the cabinet.

Zou Junzi handed Fang Xian a bag of bread. The brand and price were exactly the same as what Fang Xian had eaten before.

"Brother Xian, I didn't have time to buy milk." Zou Junzi raised his head, his ears were almost erect.

"What are you doing?" Fang Xian didn't answer.

He doesn't live in the operating room now!
Even if you go out and buy a KFC set meal across the street, it tastes much better than this bread. Whoever likes this old bread can eat it.

"Eat dinner, I will learn from you in the evening. I entered an operating room with relatively large wounds and missed dinner." Zou Junzi replied with a smile.

"Brother Xian, do you want some more cushion?"

When Fang Xian heard this, he asked, "So, are the new students in the suture group next door also working overtime now?"

"alright."

"The teachers in the operating room of the trauma center have compiled statistics and summarized all the operations you have participated in before, and classified the diagnosis, operation time, and blood input and output related to the operation."

"Brother Xian, the type of operation you performed, the duration of the operation, etc..."

"The final statistical result is that the study time of up to [-] hours will promote the efficiency of learning and the progress of skill learning."

"Now these teachers are simulating similar topics. They say they are arranging the current batch of students to follow your learning mode and duration, Brother Fang Xian, and then let the next batch of students return to the previous learning mode and duration to see if there is any Statistical difference.”

"And more involved in major surgeries..."

"Of course, Teacher Wang in the operating room does not encourage working overtime. We ourselves took the initiative to extend the working hours, including senior brother Jiang Yuhang in the debridement team, who is now working hard to find major surgeries..."

After Fang Xian finished listening, he left.

What kind of smart people are these?

The reason why Fang Xian now uses great wisdom to describe these people is not a derogatory term.

But the people around them are really smart, and they are good at using statistics, randomized controlled trials and other scientific methods to mimic their study habits and the way they participate in surgeries.

In this way, a very scientific result can be obtained -

The possible usefulness of working hard TM is not so great.

Using scientific methods to measure unscientific cheating, Fang Xian doesn't know what kind of chemical reaction will happen...

"Brother Xian, don't you want to eat?" Seeing Fang Xian leaving, Zou Junzi chased him to the door and asked.

"I'll go back to eat..." Fang Xian greeted.

It can be found that because of Zou Junzi's shout, three students from the suture group in the suture group lounge next door stood at the door and scanned Fang Xian at close range.

And whispered again.

"This is Senior Brother Fang Xian? It looks a bit like the photo."

"Fuck, whose phone is it? It's so rubbish. The beauty effect is obviously not good enough, so why don't you turn on the beauty function?"

"Are you saying that Brother Fang Xian is handsome?" someone asked.

"Aren't you talking nonsense?"

"..."

Fang Xian, who had already reached the locker room, did not look back.

But he also focused on his ears, trying to hear what they would say next.

Fang Xianle listens more to those who speak well.

However, as the distance grew farther and farther away, it was difficult for him to deliberately stop, so the follow-up words would no longer be heard.

Entering the locker room, there are still occasional people coming in and out.

Fang Xian put on his own clothes and when he went out from the men's locker room, he found that Zhou Xiyin was also walking out from the women's locker room by coincidence.

And when he saw Fang Xian, there was still some hesitation in his eyes.

"Junior Sister Zhou, have you stayed up so late?"

Zhou Xiyin nodded, then shook his head again.

"No, it just so happens that the duration of the last operation has been extended to this time." Zhou Xiyin explained.

Fang Xian had some doubts about whether Zhou Xiyin was connoting him.

However, Fang Xian hopes that Zhou Xiyin can help him determine one thing: "Junior sister Zhou, do you know which teacher is currently doing the subject for the new students in the operating room?"

"Isn't this inappropriate?"

Fang Xian did not hope that after these people conducted experiments on the new students, they found that the final results were useless. In the end, he was resented for no reason, thinking that he did not tell them the real learning method.

If it was a rookie like Li Qiu, Fang Xian didn't think such a rookie would have any kind of obsession.

Maybe the people who can enter the operating room of the trauma center are not bad in talent, and they are likely to be the favored ones. They have excellent grades in the past, so they will feel that they have enough talent.

If you work hard enough, all the results should be good.

And once expectations are not met, then the method must be incorrect.

Many advertisements on the market now promote this.

"I don't know either. For now, appropriate modifications and changes in learning and teaching methods are the personal habits of teachers and there are no strict regulations."

"Especially after the undergraduate stage, independent learning is the most important way of learning, and the teaching teacher only plays a guiding role." Zhou Xiyin said this with emotion.

The look he looked at Senior Brother Fang Xian was filled with admiration and a little more complexity.

Because someone once said to her that when you meet someone like Fang Xian, it is best to stay away from them, otherwise all self-righteousness and hard work will be asking for trouble.

"Oh, that's it, then it's okay."

"Rest early." Fang Xian turned around and was about to leave.

"Brother Fang, Senior Sister Dong Yao from the Department of Vascular Surgery was actually supposed to be in the first team in the tenth year of surgery, but for some reason, she was assigned to the second team."

"But in the tenth school year, Dong Yao's second team won the first prize in the Central China Division. The first team didn't get it. Now the two teams are arguing about the quota..."

"The final result of the discussion is that Senior Sister Dong Yao's quota has been eliminated..." Zhou Xiyin said suddenly.

Fang Xian turned back and glanced left and right: "What does it matter if you tell me this? I don't have the right to allocate quotas."

Zhou Xiyin said: "However, someone took the matter of Senior Sister Dong Yao's assault on you and labeled her as arrogant, but you should know, Senior Sister Dong Yao, that this incident was not intentional. She just wants to have more opportunities to learn."

"And not many people know about this."

"It's not very good for your reputation."

Fang Xian frowned slightly when he heard this.

Knowing that Dong Yao had "turned himself into a trap" with Professor Zhu Daodao before, and there were not many incidents of attacking herself.

In addition to Professor Zhu Daotao, assistants, and anesthetists, they were the group of people who practiced with him.

"What does that have to do with me?" Fang Xian asked back.

"Senior Brother Fang, this is not fair. Although I don't like Senior Sister Dong Yao, things that should belong to her and comply with the rules should be hers." Zhou Xiyin said this.

"Then I don't care about fairness or not, let alone have any control over it. If you think it's unfair, then you go find someone who can give her fairness..." After Fang Xian said this indifferently, he turned and walked away.

When Zhou Xiyin followed up and wanted to say more.

Fang Xian turned his head again and told Zhou Xiyin carefully and seriously: "There is no such thing as fair or unfair in this world, including me, because before meeting my teacher Gui Lao, I never knew that this time There are so many inside stories about the game.”

"Including before I went to Han City to compete, Professor Yang Yifeng didn't tell me that there were so many hidden rules in this competition. Is this fair to me?"

"What they give may not be what I want..."

After Fang Xian finished speaking, he just looked at Zhou Xiyin like this.

It wasn't until Fang Xian turned around and left that she lowered her head slightly.

……

Fang Xian left the operating room, still feeling a little baffled.

Why did Zhou Xiyin bring Dong Yao's injustice to him? When Dong Yao encountered something unfair, she would either go to her teacher, her parents, or the leaders of the college to resolve it.

No matter what, it's not Fang Xian's turn.

When I encountered something, I didn't see any senior brother who came to help. Didn't I also ask my aunt, and then ask my uncle or others?
Of course, Zhou Xiyin's words gave Fang Xian a certain reminder.

That is, there are not many particularly innocent people in this world.

There were not many trainees in the class that time, except for Zhou Xiyin and Dong Yao, there were only five left. Qin Yaoyi, who was in neurosurgery, was in the third year of his doctorate.

Counting as the No.11 track person, there is no conflict of interest.

Zhou Xiyin gave up the game herself. Apart from the other four people, Fang Xian didn't know who else could deliberately pin Dong Yao's position, but this had nothing to do with Fang Xian...

Fang Xian ate a KFC set meal, which was not delicious, but compared to eating bread and drinking milk, the taste was obviously much better.

When I got home, it was already [-]:[-] in the evening.

Shashi in August was like a furnace. Even when Fang Xian walked home, his forehead was already covered with sweat.

There is nowhere to hide from this scorching heat.

He quickly turned on the air conditioner, and also turned on an air circulation fan to catalyze the even distribution of cold air, before Fang Xian walked into the bathroom and took a cold shower.

It is said to be a cold bath, but in fact, the temperature is 35 degrees after washing, which is no different from a hot bath.

This is a little bit better, saving some gas...

However, Fang Xian didn't feel a sense of relaxation until Fang Xian drank enough water again and went to the living room to blow on the air conditioner again.

However, not long after this feeling of comfort came, Fang Xian picked up his notebook again, and solemnly wrote down these two lines on a page.

"An Anatomical Report: An Anatomical Report that Thoroughly Dissects the Whole Body of Relatives Associated with the Surgeon and Subdivides Various Organs and Tissues"

"About Suture and Bone Tissue and Soft Tissue Reconstruction, Application Analysis in Reconstruction of Remains"

After writing, Fang Xian felt a little heavy.

But in fact, this is something that Fang Xian thought of after finishing the dissection and rebuilding the body of the old professor Gui Yuanping. It can be published as a thesis.

To write a thesis, you need to master a lot of methodologies, but this was involved in the undergraduate period.

Statistics, medical epidemiology, basic medical experiments, etc.

A paper is actually a report of new things, new directions, and new methodologies. It can be the final summary report of a randomized controlled trial, or it can be a descriptive report of novel diseases and novel events.

At present, professional scientific research and basic scientific research in medicine are relatively separated.

In clinical scientific research, in addition to new surgical procedures and new discussions, case reports are still a relatively important part of scientific research.

Scientific research is very important.

Someone said in the early class that to be a small doctor, scientific research is of little significance, but to be a great doctor, scientific research is essential.If you can't do scientific research, you will never be called a great doctor. You are just a pure technology porter.

Of course, back then, Fang Xian had not even touched the threshold of a junior doctor, let alone scientific research?

The experience sharing of the autopsy experience of the corpse, and the new suture technique that may be used in the reconstruction of the corpse can also be removed as a kind of experience sharing.

Moreover, Fang Xian's autopsy experience this time was not an ordinary autopsy experience, but his own teacher's experience in dissecting, which undoubtedly added something new.

Scientific research is not so high-level, in fact, it is a simple process of continuous trial and error, and constantly adding new elements, in order to give collisions new directions, new endings, and new ideas.

Make the most of it.

The article is still beneficial to the upper limit of doctors, and it will also be beneficial to the upper limit of a doctor's level!

Before writing the essay, Fang Xian felt that it was necessary for him to record some key points first, and then fill in them one by one in the form of an outline, a detailed outline, and a chapter outline.

After the paper is completed and polished a few times, it can be published in a corresponding magazine.

However, this all takes time and needs to be done carefully and prudently.

Fang Xian doesn't seek to be able to publish in better magazines, just publish in some domestic or provincial journals. After all, this is just an autopsy report, and it is just a sharing of experience in body reconstruction. It is not a controlled experiment. It is probably relatively high-end. magazine, I don’t like it at all.

After the incident of the old professor Gui Yuanping, Fang Xian also felt that everyone would more or less, in one form or another, leave a mark on this world.

In fact, the dissertation is also one of such forms.

A paper is a new idea, at least it must have a relatively new direction of discussion, otherwise, it is impossible to be included.

With a little contribution, even if it is not much, it will leave some traces of its own.

Of course, generally speaking, under the current mechanism, ordinary medical students who want to publish papers have very few opportunities except for experiments, water meta-analysis and bioinformatics analysis.

Only occasionally can I get the opportunity to reward small articles such as the teacher's medical record report.

Fang Xian's unique direction for his article is also a valuable asset left to Fang Xian by old Professor Gui Yuanping, a wealth that can be told and made public.

……

The next day.

It is August [-]nd.

Fang Xian's biological clock was more regular than before. At [-]:[-], he arrived in the incision team's lounge.

Then I discovered that not only the new students in the suturing group had a notebook with their recent study plans densely written on it, but even Zou Junzi, who lived with him in the break room of the incision group, also held a notebook and compared it. I don’t know who issued the small manual.

There, he compared and reviewed his previous work and rest plans one by one. Even the surgeries that Fang Xian participated in were analyzed in great detail, such as the size of the surgeries and the classification of the diseases.

Fang Xian admitted that whether it was Zou Junzi or this group of new training students, who were MVPs of the surgical track in skill competitions in other provinces, they were both good at reading and good at using scientific methods to analyze them. .

But Fang Xian knows!
These habits of my own are just a few random messes, and there is no meaning or reference for learning at all.

If you have really designed a scientific learning method, integrated it into a systematic knowledge-level analysis, and progressed layer by layer, with traces to follow and repeatable, then that's all.

In order to prevent Zou Junzi from going astray.

Fang Xian couldn't stand it any longer, so he said, "Junzi Zou, do you think there is a possibility!"

"It's useless for you to study such things, because if a person's aptitude cannot be improved, then it is useless for him to modify the details of his learning methods?"

"In the face of talent, hard work is useless?"

Zou Junzi turned around with his "middle ear" and looked at Fang Xian, his face twitching slightly.

Then the corners of his mouth began to twitch:
"Brother Xian, can we stop being so direct? Can you put it a little more tactfully?"

(End of this chapter)