Chapter 194: Chapter 195: Banana Mud Seat Man PK (Extra chapter for monthly votes 1!)
Chen Cang finally noticed so sounds around him and let out a sigh.
“What kind of departnt is this?”
Ergency at Provincial Hospital No. 2 was better, listening to Qian’er’s bragging every day, hearing the little brown-noser shouting “666”, directing Wang Yong to write dical records—that’s the kind of work environnt a doctor should have.
Look at them here, each one…
ng Xi nodded, “Hmm, not bad.”
When Qian Lin heard this, he imdiately took a deep breath. This she-devil actually praised soone?
Rare indeed.
Every ti he worked overti, the most he got was, “How can you be so dumb?”
That phrase lingered in Qian Lin’s ears for several months, giving him a sense of defeat!
It wasn’t until the postgraduate entrance exam results ca out, and he ranked first in the dical field, that this sense of defeat gradually faded.
He really hadn’t expected the she-devil ng to praise soone!
The doctors around were all exchanging glances; indeed, it was rare to see Director ng praise soone. This situation was truly unusual.
But this young man was really impressive; his English listening skills were definitely top-notch.
“You’ve been working clinically for three years now, do you know all the basic procedures?” ng Xi actually already felt very satisfied with Chen Cang. Based on his English proficiency alone, to be honest, there were not many people who could achieve that.
Just now in the paper, there were many professional terms, so of which were even rare words in the surgical field. With Chen Cang’s translation, ng Xi could assess many things, mainly the attitude towards academic papers and that unceasing learning attitude.
Chen Cang nodded, “I know a little about basic clinical operations. But I haven’t dealt with cardiothoracic surgery.”
ng Xi nodded, “Oh… Do you know how to do vascular suturing?”
Chen Cang originally thought he should give an honest answer, that he was quite proficient, but considering that this was a cardiothoracic surgery departnt, an area constantly dealing with blood vessels, he still felt he should be conservative: “Hmm, I know a bit.”
ng Xi looked up and glanced at the doctors around her. The doctors imdiately turned their heads and started scribbling in their dical records.
ng Xi pointed to a man and said, “Doctor Ge, go and get so models and suture materials.”
The man known as Doctor Ge quickly got up, “Okay, Director ng.”
ng Xi, only thirty, was already an associate director, and the cardiothoracic surgery departnt was divided into groups. There were three groups, each led by a team leader, and ng Xi was one of them. The three team leaders took turns managing the groups. In short, ng Xi was the superior doctor to all of them, not to ntion her rank, and she was also highly capable.
Hence, everyone respected this ‘young Director ng’, who was even younger than so of them.
Before long, Ge Huai ca in with suture materials and models. These were common practice tools in surgery, mainly used for practicing the vascular suturing technique, an essential skill in cardiothoracic surgery—the most basic and most important.
So, whenever there was a free mont, everyone would grab them and stitch a few sutures.
Xia Gaofeng also regularly held these small-scale suturing competitions in the departnt, evaluating the speed and density of the sutures.
ng Xi said to Chen Cang, “Co on, suture this and let see. Thirty stitches, I want to see how long it takes you.”
These were two model segnts mimicking the width of the aorta.
After finishing, ng Xi glanced thoughtfully at Ge Huai and smiled, “Doctor Ge, why don’t you compete with this young doctor and see who’s faster?”
As soon as she said this, the others looked at Chen Cang with a sowhat teasing look.
Doctor Ge was young, only thirty-five, in his pri, and often took first place in the departnt’s vascular suturing competitions, highly regarded by Xia Gaofeng.
Just as Ge Huai hesitated, Xia Gaofeng suddenly walked in, looking with interest at the scene.
He chuckled, “Little Ge, why don’t you practice with the young doctor?”
At that mont, Chen Cang suddenly heard the system notification sound!
[Ding! PK task activated, defeat Ge Huai to randomly obtain an item or a Skill Book from Ge Huai!]
Chen Cang chose to accept!
PK task.
It looked thrilling.
Chen Cang knew he was fast, but he had never compared with other n to see who was faster!
Therefore, Chen Cang looked up and glanced at the sowhat lean Ge Huai, filled with intense interest.
At this, once the competition was ntioned, everyone beca excited.
Qian Lin was like a fat cat, squeezing through the crowd, finally making it into the mix.
He looked at Chen Cang with excitent, muttering to himself, “Co on, brother, co on, my happiness depends on you.”
Xia Gaofeng walked over slowly, sizing up Chen Cang, “Young man, give it a try, there’s no sha in losing, the person before you is the core strength of our departnt.”
After speaking, he looked at Ge Huai, “Ge Huai, show this young man what you’ve got, give him so motivation!”
Surgery is not the sa as internal dicine.
Just like martial arts training, PKs are common, ranging from competing over how many surgical knots one can tie within a minute to simulating special surgical skills—comparisons are everywhere.
And this kind of competition is positive, constantly breaking through one’s own limits through comparison and reaching new heights.
That is the ultimate goal!
Xia Gaofeng didn’t want to embarrass Chen Cang; his main intention was to show Chen Cang the direction to work hard toward.
Amid the talk, Xia Gaofeng smiled, “Co on, who’s going to keep ti? I’ll count down from 3-2-1, start!”
At this mont, Xia Gaofeng’s graduate student hurried over with a phone, “I’ll keep ti!”
Chen Cang and Ge Huai exchanged a light smile, then slowly picked up the needle holders.
The graduate student behind them then began to say, “Doctor Ge, rember to break the record, yeah!”
Ge Huai held the record for being the fastest in the departnt, with a record of 30 stitches in 2 minutes and 50 seconds.
Ge Huai smiled and picked up the needle holder, ready to teach this youngster a lesson.
There actually wasn’t any suspense in the outco of this competition, one was the new force of Dongda First Hospital’s Cardiothoracic Surgery, the fastest at suturing, and the other was an ergency doctor just getting ready to beco a graduate student.
Compared to the result of the competition, everyone was more focused on whether Ge Huai could break his record.
anwhile, ng Xi and Xia Gaofeng observed Chen Cang holding the needle holder in his hands, thoughtful; those hands… so steady!
Ordinary people might not notice these details, but ng Xi knew just how important a pair of hands, steady as Mount Tai, was to a surgeon.
With a thoughtful look, Xia Gaofeng glanced at Chen Cang, “3—2—1, start!”
No sooner had he spoken than Chen Cang hesitated slightly.
Because Director Xia’s voice in his ear almost startled him into trembling hands.
With that montary hesitation, Ge Huai had already started suturing at high speed!
Seeing this, Chen Cang began his operation, calm and unhurried.
If the bigwigs from Second Provincial Hospital were here, they would surely sigh and say, “Ah, there goes Chen Cang, humbling others again.”
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