System Came When the Doctor was Thirty-Chapter 34: Route Selection!~

"The basic suturing skills are easy to learn but difficult to master. According to Professor Tong from Xiangya Hospital, after you have completed the suturing practice with the stretch pressure band, you can begin practicing suturing on a floating foam board."

"The practice standard is to place the foam board on the water surface and complete the suturing without the board moving."

"This is an extreme control training for your needle insertion force, insertion angle, needle exit force, exit angle, and needle passing force and angle."

"This training may not show significant direct effects in clinical practice, for instance, you might think completing it directly prepares you to suture tendons, but according to Professor Tong, if you can complete this step,"

"only then do you have a chance to suture under conditions where the arteries don’t stop bleeding." Chen Song gave this detailed guidance.

Upon hearing this, Lu Cheng’s pupils immediately contracted as he asked, "Suturing without stopping the bleeding? Isn’t that pure nonsense?"

First stop the bleeding, then suture, is a rule in surgery and medicine.

Why have such an idea that challenges the system of rules?

Chen Song, somewhat amused, asked in return, "Then what will you do if you encounter a special situation where you can’t stop the bleeding and can only suture?"

"Just let the patient die?"

Lu Cheng was temporarily speechless, honestly saying, "Our hospital probably wouldn’t encounter such a case. Even if we did, the EMTs might not be able to safely monitor and transport the patient to the hospital either."

"That’s the point. I’m not saying you should suture in non-bleeding conditions, but you should continue practicing your basic suturing skills."

"Didn’t you say you wanted to learn? Just follow what I say." Chen Song couldn’t provide a fundamental reason either.

He could only forcefully feed Lu Cheng this information.

As for why to suture the floating foam board and its future significance, Chen Song himself didn’t have a clue. Even in Xiangya Hospital, Chen Song wouldn’t dare attempt such extremities... 𝗳𝚛𝗲𝕖𝚠𝚎𝚋𝗻𝗼𝕧𝗲𝐥.𝚌𝚘𝐦

"Oh, okay, Teacher Chen..." Lu Cheng quickly nodded, obediently agreeing.

Perhaps in terms of basic suturing skills, being able to suture a tendon might be the furthest reach of ’Chen Song’ Suturing Skills.

The rest is beyond his knowledge and operational experience.

Not all surgeons are particularly skilled in suturing.

"Recently, your behavior seems a bit odd, far less relaxed than before. Is something the matter?" Chen Song sat down, placing both hands on the back of his head, hands resting on the chairback, to stretch his neck and relax.

His heels pushed against the ground, legs straight as if resembling a patient with a spinal cord malformation.

Lu Cheng was taken aback: "Really, Teacher Chen?"

"Don’t be so obvious, okay?" Chen Song gave Lu Cheng a sideways glance.

Lu Cheng said, "Maybe, I am pondering over something. Not sure if I should do it..."

"What is it? Mind sharing?" Chen Song asked, not out of curiosity but just for small talk out of boredom.

"Just some trivial personal matters."

Lu Cheng shook his head, casually brushing it aside: "Teacher Chen, in the recent period, I’ll be spending more time on basic general surgery operations."

Chen Song sat up straight, his expression curious even if nonchalant: "Your hospital indeed has some intriguing aspects."

Lu Cheng knew Chen Song was hinting at Zhang Tiesheng and possibly even himself: "I really owe a lot to Teacher Chen. Without your guidance, the topic of tendon suturing might have been off my radar."

The transmission of skills is a deeply private matter. Even with the vast availability of information today, learning to fix cars can’t be thoroughly learned online.

Surgical operations can’t be mastered merely by tutorials and methods; every step of learning, the specific purpose, and how to skillfully apply in patients requires the careful guidance of a teacher.

Besides backing you up, the confidence it brings can’t be replaced by ’recklessly’ tackling the tasks.

Lu Cheng also realized that during the period of learning orthopedic techniques, Chen Song, during his countryside trips, had explained all classifications of tendon suturing thoroughly, reaching a limit.

Inventing ’something from nothing’ for skills that Chen Song doesn’t possess was out of question.

Remaining time should thus be focused on some ’conditions’ in general surgery, accomplishing disease treatment that the county hospital can’t manage, which would be the optimal solution.

"Ultimately, surgery is a technical job—either you know it or you don’t, and forcing it won’t change that..."

"Everyone’s aptitude for surgery varies; you’ve got quite a talent for it, and being willing to fill in the gaps is great news for the patients in your county."

"Take it slow; hurry can’t help in learning techniques." Chen Song said, stretching both hands over his head to relax fully.

He then got up and left, his ’proud’ voice echoing back: "Your procrastinating time has come... "

Lu Cheng watched Chen Song’s figure walk away, recalling a different conversation—

"Really no boyfriend? Impossible, right?" Lu Cheng’s tone had a playful hint.

Mu Nanshu said, "I really don’t; finding someone suitable is harder than you think."

"I’m just a slightly luckier girl, not as exceptional as you might think, and my family background is average at best, not very articulate either."

"Can boyfriends be issued by the country..." Mu Nanshu said.

"Haven’t heard of such a policy yet..." Lu Cheng replied with a silly grin.

——

Is Mu Nanshu excellent? That depends on who you ask.

To others, Mu Nanshu would surely seem "a bit temperamental," the type perceived as ’proud.’

But in Lu Cheng’s view, the ’quiet and reserved’ ’Mu Nanshu’ killing it in the orthopedic department at Huashan Hospital, arguing on his behalf, that sharp and ’spicy’ ’fiery’ demeanor left a deep impression on Lu Cheng.

Later, Mu Nanshu gave up the chance to study at Huashan Hospital and went abroad for a ’gold rush.’

Of course, Lu Cheng is just Lu Cheng, an ordinary undergraduate. Mu Nanshu is just Mu Nanshu, another ordinary undergraduate.

Lu Cheng’s failed graduate entrance and Mu Nanshu’s forfeited ’admission opportunity’ didn’t cause even a ripple at Huashan Hospital, both buried in history with few knowing.

[Current Skill Points Balance: 10.2 points]

[Modified Tang Method (Skilled 8/10)]

"Time to work, time to work!~" Lu Cheng didn’t ’lament’ much—effort might end in regret, but without even trying, you can only wait for death.

While Lu Cheng was still writing the surgical records, his brother Zhang Tiesheng called.

"Brother Zhang?" Lu Cheng asked.

"Xiao Lu, is the operation over? Everything went smoothly, right?" Zhang Tiesheng’s tone was gentle, full of concern.

Lu Cheng replied, "Just finished not too long ago. I am now starting to write the surgical records and postoperative orders."

"Here’s the thing, brother, I must admit that your talent, Lu Cheng, is certainly superior to mine."

"So, could brother propose an unabashed deal with you?" Zhang Tiesheng suggested.

"Huh?" Lu Cheng was a bit confused.

"Starting tomorrow... I’ll apply to switch shifts with Director Lin, so you and Professor Chen won’t have to do ordinary day shifts, just on-call shifts."

"Except for the basic surgeries, you can follow Professor Chen to learn the techniques fully."

"During this period, you won’t have to handle the medical records, bed management, and dressing changes in the department. Just learn as much technique as you can."

"In this way, the more techniques you master, the better teacher I’ll have in the future." Zhang Tiesheng’s tone was gentle and genuinely concerned.

To seek advantages, state intentions.

Zhang Tiesheng made Lu Cheng follow Chen Song through all operations, focusing on learning, not handling basic tasks: "Will Director Lin agree?"

"Man makes things happen. If Director Lin doesn’t agree, persuasion is always an option."