Surgery Godfather-Chapter 371 - 0351: Ready to Go_2

Chapter 371: Chapter 0351: Ready to Go_2

Chen Ge chuckled, “I know what you’re thinking, you’re hoping that the kid will make it to the top three and advance to the national competition. You want to face him at the nationals and personally eliminate him. Traumatology in orthopedics is rare in the nationals, with high scores concentrated in spinal diseases. Those spinal tumors, what chance would Yang Ping have to operate on them? Without the opportunity to perform surgeries firsthand, how can he impress?”

Perhaps Chen Ge had touched a nerve, Lin Hao felt uncomfortable and muttered, “You think too little of me.”

In fact, Lin Hao was thinking exactly that. He hoped Yang Ping would make it out of the South China region and into the national competition. Ideally, he would face Yang Ping in the knockout rounds, personally eliminating him, and restoring his masculine pride in this way.

His goddess had feelings for Yang Ping, a slight he, as a man, could not swallow.

Lin Hao was an educated elite. He wasn’t like a middle school student, who would gather thugs to corner someone and beat them up. Different people had different ways of resolving issues.

The Golden Knife Award competition was the best duel for Lin Hao.

Defeating Yang Ping, whether directly or indirectly, was the best way to regain his dignity.

Lin Hao had confidence in himself. He felt a little short in traumatology and sports medicine. He had seen Yang Ping perform multi-ligament reconstruction on knees; his expertise was high, and he even saved Professor Ye’s prestige.

Without a high level of expertise, this could not have been accomplished. But Lin Hao wasn’t one to back down; he had never backed down since he was young. He wanted Su Yixuan to see who the real genius was.

Traumatology and sports medicine were just a part of the Golden Knife Award for the orthopedics specialty. There were numerous surgeries, especially in the finals, focusing on the spine, joint replacement, orthopedics and bone tumors. Some of these surgical procedures, Yang Ping had never laid a hand on. How could he possibly be better than him?

In sports medicine, Lin Hao was not necessarily worse than him now, especially in multi-ligament reconstruction of shoulder and knee joints. Recently, Doctor Robert had taught him a new method, arguably the most advanced in the world.

Lin Hao confidently assured himself that Yang Ping could not possibly master this method. It was an innovation by another surgeon, and the paper was still being scheduled for publication. Doctor Robert repeatedly emphasized that until it was publicly published, to respect the author’s copyright, the technique should not be disseminated.

Lin Hao speculated that this surgical technique was probably created by Robert himself, but he didn’t want to make a big deal until the paper was published, so he claimed to respect the author’s copyright and keep it confidential.

So the only area where there was a significant gap between him and Yang Ping was in microsurgery. However, emergency surgeries were ruled out from the Golden Knife Award, naturally weakening the scoring ability of microsurgery.

Emergency surgeries often vary greatly in trauma and disease, as well as surgical techniques. It’s hard to standardize scoring, so the Golden Knife Award excluded emergency surgeries.

The examination of microsurgery was scattered among other surgical procedures.

Adding all this up, Lin Hao was far ahead of Yang Ping. Even his strongest subject, sports medicine, Lin Hao was quickly catching up with the help of Doctor Robert.

Lin Hao exhaled and a smile appeared on his face. Suddenly, he thought of how good Su Yixuan was to that kid and didn’t know how far their relationship had progressed, his heart instantly burned with jealousy.

Feelings can be blinding.

A man’s humiliation in a woman’s eyes is greater than any other blow.

This is determined by a man’s nature, regardless of his level of education.

“In our orthopedics department, you and Young Master Su have the greatest chance, but Cao Qian and Su Fengyu are not bad either. After all, they are a few years older than you and have more surgical experience.” Chen Ge had a lot of confidence in Lin Hao.

In mentoring the younger generation, Professor Su adopted a mentorship system. Each mentor typically mentors one student, or more if they could manage.

If the five-year specialist training didn’t yield impressive results, the mentor would be held responsible. If the person was a director, the directorship would be revoked; if it was a group leader, the group leader position would be revoked, and they would not be allowed to reapply for five years.

If the students mentored were excellent, this counted as an achievement for the mentor. It was a necessary qualification to compete for a position as a department director. Without this achievement, you were rejected with one vote, regardless of how talented you were; you didn’t even qualify to compete for directorship.

Even if a person was very talented, if they were unwilling or unable to mentor talents, Professor Su believed that they could not be in a leadership position. They could only be an ordinary doctor, working alone.

Under such a severe system, mentors taught without reservation and tirelessly, as though they could teach their mentees all their medical knowledge overnight.

This batch of deputy high-level backbone members, all under 35, were all trained under this background. Those who were contemporaries of these people, in other hospitals, some were still making idle promises.

The elegant Professor Su, when formulating policies, would repeatedly convene everyone for discussions to resolve the issues one by one.

Once a policy was established, he implemented it ruthlessly.

Those who obstructed policy implementation were all swept away by his iron-fisted methods.

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When Professor Su arrived, everyone immediately stood up. Professor Su smiled and gestured with his hand as a greeting.

Professor Su, guided by Professor Zhou, took his seat. At a glance, he saw such a robust team, all backbone members in their early thirties.

Young and energetic, full of ambition; these were the fruits of his many years of labor.

Theoretically, these young people were all outstanding, especially the top five in the front row, the elite of the elite. Any one of them could potentially win the Golden Knife Award.

But this year was too special, none of them had a chance. However, it would be good training to let them just participate and getting second place wouldn’t be bad.

No one understood these people better than Professor Su.

Professor Su had always believed that for a surgeon, practical experience was an insurmountable gap. Any surgery must accumulate to a certain volume before a technical transformation could occur.

For decades, no one had violated this objective law. But now, there was someone who had broken this rule.

In this Golden Knife Award tournament, whether it was Beijing, Shanghai, the West, or the Affiliated Hospital One in Nandu, everyone was eager for it. Sadly, everyone’s chances were slim.

Some gaps could not be bridged with just effort and dedication.

But Professor Su couldn’t say it out loud as it would dampen everyone’s spirits.

The establishment of this award was not just for the sake of winning. The pursuit of the award was meant to inspire young people’s passion for vocational skills.

However, looking at the sturdy soldiers he had cultivated with years of hard work, all about to be wiped out, he couldn’t help feeling a twinge of sadness.