Gou in the operating room to add some upgrades

Chapter 32 Welcome to the devil training camp! (Please subscribe)

"Xiaotao, are you in a hurry now?" Bao Leiming went straight to the duty room of the general inpatient department after the ward inspection was done on a non-operative day in Professor Guo's group.

Wang Chuntao, who was packing his things, saw Bao Leiming's eyes widen and his masculine skin like a bull's. Compared with Bao Leiming, he was obviously thinner, and he shrank immediately.

"Brother Ming, nothing happened this morning."

"Come in and sit down, Brother Ming."

"Do you want coffee?" Wang Chuntao asked enthusiastically, and at the same time picked up his mobile phone to order.

Bao Leiming's eyes flickered, he didn't have any thoughts at all, he just asked: "Is Xiao Fang qualified enough to go to the trauma center? Why do I think this is so strange?"

Bao Leiming's tone was weird and his eyes were burning, as if he wanted to see Wang Chuntao through.

In fact, he is currently the deputy chief physician according to his professional title, but the Affiliated Hospital of Xiangnan University only hires people with teaching titles. As an old attending physician, he has never brought out any students.

This time, Fang Xian barely had a chance, but he turned into the current ghost.

Wang Chuntao shook his head quickly when he heard the words: "Brother Ming, I was entrusted by Professor Guo and Professor Lin to take Fang Xian for emergency surgery, but the first time I entered the operating room of the trauma center, I met the daughter of Professor Zhou of the trauma center. "

"I don't know if it has something to do with it, but after that operation, I never brought Fang Xian into the trauma center again!"

"I swear!"

Bao Leiming, the old attending in the group, needs to be promoted to a teaching title and needs to have the experience of guiding students. The associate professors in the group who know the situation did not participate in the competition for the preparatory tutors. They just hope that Bao Leiming can bring Fang Xian out.

After Bao Leiming heard this, his face instantly became bitter.

After a few seconds, his expression slowly softened and he analyzed: "You think Fang Xian won't be targeted by her, right?"

"After all, Professor Zhou never wanted his daughter to study medicine, and asked the hospital to be more demanding on her."

Wang Chuntao shook his head violently: "I don't know what's going on. Brother Ming, you also know that when we went to the operating room of the trauma center for surgery, we didn't even know who the assistant was."

"I did not do it on purpose."

"I don't blame you. Even if Lin Hui didn't come, Fang Xian must have followed Associate Professor Song Yu..." Bao Leiming was very self-aware, and felt that this time was really a pity.

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Fang Xian was in the lounge of the trauma center, still worrying about gains and losses!
Compared to Lin Hui at the Trauma Center, Associate Professor Song Yu was an associate professor who Fang Xian knew everything and had been with him for at least eight or nine months.

Even if pets get along for a while, they will always have feelings. Fang Xian can tell that if he chooses Associate Professor Song Yu as a preparatory tutor, he will definitely take the initiative to take care of them.

One is an acquaintance and the other is a relative stranger. When choosing a teacher, after weighing the pros and cons, anyone with a brain will probably choose the one who is more familiar and knows the basics.

But for Lin Hui in the trauma center, Fang Xian naturally couldn't tell what kind of person he was.

Moreover, I chose Song Yu at the beginning, and I don't know if Lin Hui will target me because of this.

At least for now, Lin Hui has been sending himself to the doctor's lounge for four hours since he came to the trauma center, and didn't let him go to the office for fear of misunderstanding.

The people who can be in the trauma center office are veterans of the trauma center and will be picked up by nurses to do work at any time.

Fang Xian's ability is currently limited. Apart from common minor diseases in trauma surgery, even relatively complicated cases in trauma surgery are beyond his ability to handle.

Finally, Fang Xian had been reading for more than three hours, worrying about gains and losses.

Lin Hui, who was half-Mediterranean, walked in from the outside with a smile: "The procedures are all done. Xiao Fang, you can go to the operating room of the trauma center from this afternoon."

While Lin Hui was speaking, he was still playing with a pile of signed materials. Looking at the densely packed fonts with different names on them, Fang Xian began to feel uneasy. What is going on? Why are there so many signatures?

In just a few seconds, Fang Xian closed the book and put it back on the shelf.

Stand up: "Mr. Lin, what should I do this afternoon?"

Fang Xian thought to himself that the number of skill levels he had now was not low compared to his peers, but what happened this morning made him realize the reality.

In the trauma center, I am still a younger brother.

But even so, I can still get a very expensive salary (subsidy)...

"How is your suture level? If the suture is passable, I will advance to the suture team in the afternoon, and will be mainly responsible for completing the corresponding suture tasks assigned to you by the operating room of the trauma center!"

"It will be very tiring and you will be urged!"

"Some people jokingly call the entrance training in our trauma center the devil's training camp."

"But this is actually the secret of our trauma center's annual mortality rate of less than [-]%!" Lin Hui said a little proudly.

Fang Xian was very surprised: "Really? Teacher Lin."

I will give it to myself to sew, and it is very urgent!
Is there such a good thing?

"Why are you so excited?" Lin Hui looked at Fang Xian strangely, his face full of suspicion.

Fang Xian quickly put away his excited micro-expressions and expressions, and silently recited "Qingxin Jue" in his heart!
After making the decision, Lin Hui asked Fang Xian to follow him, and then began to introduce Fang Xian while taking him to the operating room of the trauma center.

"In our trauma surgery operating room, we all practice from the basics first, suturing first, then debridement, making incisions, and finally going deep into various operations."

"Suture is the simplest and safest step. After other teachers have completed all the operations, you go and help finish it! The patient's life is not in danger, but you have to be faster, so as not to delay the progress of the operation."

"Then comes debridement. Debridement is to help clean up necrotic tissue and foreign objects during the operation, which is relatively safe..."

Fang Xian nodded as he followed.

Indeed, suturing is the safest step in the surgical procedure, followed by debridement and making the incision.

After Lin Hui finished speaking, Fang Xian asked again: "Mr. Lin, so I can go directly to the operating room of the trauma center instead of coming to the department to take care of patients?"

"Then I live in Peilunzhuan?"

Standardized training for resident physicians is something every doctor still needs to do!

"Your rotation in the trauma center can be equivalent to your rotation in any surgery. You don't need to find the flaws in this system, and the teachers of the Medical Association are not just for nothing."

Lin Hui winced, and then said: "The operating room is not a skills training room, you have to eat normally!"

"We are not interested in vomiting blood to practice this set. This happens in the operating room, which is a disrespect for life. No one will think you are dedicated!"

The chief surgeon vomited blood during the operation, are you moved?
Except under special circumstances!So impressed!It's a good thing if I don't hit you.

Fang Xian nodded: "Under certain circumstances, when there is no pressure, who wants to fight?!"

Fang Xian wasn't a lunatic either, it's just that everyone in the Affiliated Hospital of Shonan University wanted to make progress. I gave up the opportunity to enroll in master's degree in other prefecture-level hospitals and stayed here just to kill other graduate students and get my student status.

You just entered the training program under ordinary regulations, and there is a resource gap between you and those who have graduate tutors. If you are not diligent and hardworking, who will work hard for you?
And if there is no such pressure, who would sell their health?
Fang Xian immediately changed the subject, complaining that complaints are mostly the patent of the incompetent: "Mr. Lin, when or at what level will I be able to transfer the operation project?"

Stitching is good, and it can bring you rich skill point rewards.

But you can't let yourself be stitched together for ten or eight years, right?

Other operations are also tempting, and the rewards for skill points will be more!

"Half a year, or level 4 skills. Take your time!"

"Suture is just a foundation. There are many downstream skills that you need to practice. Not to mention, similar ones include muscle suturing, tendon suturing, blood vessel suturing, nerve suturing, heart suturing, spleen suturing, liver suturing, etc. wait……"

"You are still far away, don't be too ambitious."

"The operating room in our trauma center is prepared for saving lives, so the admission system is quite strict. Even those who can enter the department for training have a relatively high threshold..." Lin Hui explained to Fang Xian in this way, hoping that Fang Don't be in a hurry.

Fang Xianwenyan's eyes flashed, feeling a little stressed.

I can think of what Lin Hui said.

Trauma centers can strictly control the mortality rate of emergency patients. This ability can't be blown out by bragging!

"Welcome to the devil's training camp." Lin Hui said to Fang Xian when he went down to the operating room, with a half-smile in his tone...

(End of this chapter)