Gou in the operating room to add some upgrades

Chapter 52 Announcement from an old friend! (Please collect and read)
Fang Xian thought carefully about Zou Junzi's words.

But compared to Zou Junzi, Fang Xian would rather believe that his aunt would not harm him.

Rumors and rumors are full of lies. If Zhou Xiyin is really such a dangerous person, given the relationship between her uncle and her father, her aunt will not let her take her. It is probably that Zou Junzi may have misunderstood due to poor information.

Of course, it may also be because my aunt has been in the operating room of the trauma center all year round and has poor information, so she doesn't know Zhou Xiyin's danger at all.

Fang Xian would rather believe in the inferences based on the information he has sorted out so far.

Believe it and don't have to stay away from it.

The breakfast was not very delicious, the bread and milk were almost tasteless, but Fang Xian ate it with relish, and didn't feel comfortable sweeping the amount of debridement and suture.

With 5000 skill points, you can accumulate a level 5 skill.

[Current skill points remaining: 411.]

This is yesterday's harvest plus the overall balance after upgrading and debridement.

Can look forward to it!
At present, in the operating room of the trauma center, the tasks that need to be undertaken are to practice and study, not to complete the rescue, complete the operation of showing the saint in front of people, and do the operation that no one else's professor can save.

This is too ambitious, step by step forward, will walk more practically.

Moreover, Fang Xian also found that as he continued to perform suture operations, his digestion and understanding of suture gradually deepened.

[Suture level 4 1/5000 (coincidence)]

Fang Xian didn't know if this kind of digestion and experience was fake. After all, the speed of his improvement was a bit too much just through practice.

Forget it, don’t think about it anymore, let’s eat first and then catch up on some sleep!
Start working again on time at twelve o'clock.

"Hey, why can't the door be opened?" While Fang Xian was munching on the bread, grumbling came from outside the lounge.

Then maybe seeing that the door of the stitching team lounge was open, he walked over and asked, "Brother, are you the new Juan Wang Fangxian from the stitching team?"

Fang Xian held milk in one hand and bread in the other and looked over.

The person's height is the same as mine, but his waist is a full [-] times wider.

Fat head and small ears squinted: "Brother, who are you?"

"I'm Jiang Yuhang from the debridement team!"

"My door can't be opened!" Jiang Yuhang muttered.

"Oh, that's it, Senior Brother Jiang..." Fang Xian told what happened.

The more Jiang Yuhang listened, the more his eyes opened, and in the end they were the size of normal eyes, with a solemn look on his face.

"Zhou Xiyin? Did you hear that correctly?" Jiang Yuhang's tone was less casual than before, even nervous.

Fang Xian stuffed the last corner of the bread into his mouth and shook his head: "It's called Zhou Xiyin, but I don't know if the font is correct."

"That's really weird!" Jiang Yuhang touched his head and walked outside.

After a while, at the door of the lounge next door, the conversation between this senior brother Jiang and another senior brother sounded again.

According to Zou Junzi, the trainer in the incision group is called Han Liangsheng, who entered the trauma center from general surgery. It is not clear what school year it is.There was also a brother named Lin who came in with Han Liangsheng, but he was eliminated without leaving his name.

As for the brother named Jiang Yuhang just now, he finally entered the debridement group after suffering four or five people to death. He has been in the debridement group for half a year now, and there is still one and a half years before the training can be completed!
Outside, Han Liangsheng respected Jiang Yuhang: "Brother Jiang, isn't Xiyin a spy sent to harm us this week?"

"In the trauma center, Professor Zhou's veto is equivalent to a veto. The words and pleas of the other former directors of the trauma center are useless."

"I don't know, just stay away!~"

"From now on, I can only squeeze with you. Just don't think I'm fat." Jiang Yuhang joked.

Han Liangsheng hurriedly said with a smile: "Brother, this body is full of energy..."

"..."

Fang Xian listened, but didn't strike up a conversation, and didn't think Han Liangsheng's words were funny.

Jiang Yuhang's ability to span the suture group, incision group, and debridement group proves that his current strength is no less than that of ordinary first-level specialist doctors.

Although the requirement to meet the standard is only level 3 suture, the more important thing is to meet the hidden standard after the training is over.

Basic theory, as well as basic operations, are all up to level 3!
The standard requirement for incision surgery is level 4.

How powerful the level 4 skills are, how comfortable it is to work in the clinic after possessing them, and how easy they are to deal with, Fang Xian has a good say.

Eat less melons, rest first, and then work hard to be yourself.

……

11: 30.

Fang Xian set the alarm clock half an hour in advance to wake up!
At this point, it is just right to go to the surgical dining room for dinner in advance, and you can go to work immediately after eating.

However, after Fang Xian got up, he saw a message from Li Qiu: "Brother Xian, Associate Professor Song Yu has become my preparatory tutor. I am a little happy, but also a little uncomfortable."

"Wang Bo, that bitch, seems to be looking down on others. It feels like he was the one who let me out."

Seeing this, Fang Xian edited the message and replied, "This is not Wang Bo's meaning, it is probably Professor Guo's meaning."

"Anyway, if you have a teacher first, you will have more chances."

Fang Xian also felt that Wang Bo's behavior was somewhat disrespectful, but from Wang Bo's perspective, he was actually instructed by Professor Guo. Ordinary young people, who would deliberately hide their clumsiness?
"It's true, even now that almost everyone in the department has a teacher, and they are getting more and more involved."

"Masters with mentors, including Fan Chengpeng, have begun to have a sense of urgency."

"How are you doing over there?" Li Qiu asked curiously.

"Let's stay in the operating room every day, and it's very busy. Here is an absolute elimination system. If you don't meet the standard, you will leave immediately. There is no negotiation."

"By the way, Li Qiu, please help me ask, who are the seniors from our hospital who will participate in competitions in Central China this year? Can you send me a copy of the form then?" Fang Xian said.

Zhou Xiyin emphasized several times yesterday that he was asked to go to the competition in Central China. Although Fang Xian was reluctant to go, he was willing to pay attention to it as a kind of pastime after struggling to see the prizes of the competition.

"Brother Xian, don't tell me, you can go to the competition in Central China?" Li Qiu heard the words and sent a voice.

Fang Xian listened closely, as if he had seen an old friend transform into a sour lemon spirit, with the tone of an old goblin.

"Did not go."

"I'm just curious. If you don't have time, I'll come over and ask myself." Fang Xian said.

If you are curious, there is no need to waste other people's time.

“The competition prizes in central China are not yet known, but this time the Hunan Province Postgraduate Skills Competition-the special prizes in the surgery, emergency department, and internal medicine tracks can enter the trauma center of the Affiliated Hospital of Shonan University and the general hospital of the Second Hospital respectively. ICU."

"Carry out focused training." Li Qiu said.

Then he replied: "The prizes in the Central China Division, I will go to inquire about it when the time comes. I have to ask the doctor brother. We can't even meet the entry threshold."

"Okay. Thank you." Fang Xian thanked him and entered the dining room. As a result, he saw Zhou Xiyin in the dining room, whom Zou Junzi and others thought they wanted to stay away from.

She was alone, sitting in the corner, holding a plate with not many dishes, and she looked demure, like a lonely boat isolated, isolated from the world.

(End of this chapter)