This doctor is already middle-aged, and he's only just started practicing medicine.

Chapter 180 The name is on again
"How's it going? Is it all done? What were the results? Was it a mess?" In the tendon competition hall, Lu Bin, one of the referees, pressed the doctoral student from the Second Hospital who was with him.

The third round of the competition continued smoothly, but he didn't pay much attention to the others.

“Brother Lu, it wasn’t just haphazard stitching. The stitching technique is traceable. Professor Dong personally led the team to disassemble it,” the doctor accompanying Lu Bin replied.

"Not fabricated? Then what about these data?" Lu Bin frowned.

Lu Bin is an attending physician at the Second Hospital, and a newly promoted one at that, having just been appointed as a chief resident physician not long ago.

This time, he was not on the list of candidates recommended by the Second Hospital to participate in the competition, and his name was not even on the list of people who signed up to participate.

There are two reasons. One is that Lu Bin's abilities are too poor, and his participation is just for the sake of participation. It would be better to give the spot to an elderly person who needs it more.

Lu Bin's skill level is not as good as his teammates', but now a completely unfamiliar name has appeared in the arena he is in charge of, which makes Lu Bin feel a little uncomfortable.

The Young Physicians' Skills Competition—isn't this the main arena for the associate professors, besides Tong Yuan'an and Jun Ge?
In Lu Bin's understanding, among young doctors under the age of 35 in the province, the three spots in the tendon suturing track were basically reserved for Wei Jianwen from the Second Hospital, Zhou Jian from the Third Hospital, and Ding Gaoqiu from the Provincial People's Hospital.

Other associate professors and attending physicians at Xiangya Hospital all specialize in suturing blood vessels and nerves.

The field of solid organ suturing is the main arena for general surgery and microsurgery, respectively.

In the neurosurgery field, neurosurgery is also a strong competitor.

How big is Hunan Province? Even within Xiangya Hospital, the neurosurgery department is exceptionally strong. While it may not be as adept as the hand surgery department in nerve suturing, it still doesn't dare to be careless...

Lu Bin suspected that Lu Cheng was acting recklessly because similar situations had occurred before.

Some participants felt that the organizers only considered a few sets of test data and just haphazardly stitched things together without paying attention to clinical principles.

The final result was that the traction data was better, but the sutured cross-section was extremely messy, which lost the practical significance of clinical skills competition, so the tendon suturing results were disqualified.

If Lu Cheng's stitching wasn't haphazard, then the fact that this technique's data is so much better than other 'popular techniques' means that someone must have reached a new pinnacle in tendon suturing techniques.

"What unit does Lu Cheng work for?" Lu Bin asked again.

"Longxian People's Hospital. That's where many of our department's teachers often go to the countryside. That's where Kun Shao works," the PhD replied.

Previously, one of the units that Xiangya No. 2 Hospital was paired with for assistance was Longxian People's Hospital, and most of the orthopedic staff went to Longxian People's Hospital to work in rural areas.

"What about the workplace where he studied before?" Lu Bin certainly didn't believe that Lu Cheng learned this extraordinary skill from the county.

"This is not required, and there is no registration required," the doctor replied.

Lu Bin nodded slightly: "Then this match is likely to be a bit unpredictable..."

The PhD student next to Lu Bin replied, "I heard from my classmates that in the vascular track, Associate Chief Physician Zhou Qin from Hengda Affiliated First Hospital also achieved excellent results, scoring 93 points."

"If Brother Wei makes a mistake, he might have to try again before he has a chance to make it to the top."

The hand surgery departments of the three Xiangya hospitals all have a quota for recommendations, but the quota is limited to six, with two for each hospital.

The Second Hospital recommended Associate Professor Ding Mou and Attending Physician Mao Yunhua for their spots. Wei Jianwen needed to participate on his own. Wei Jianwen originally wanted to compete in the tendon suture track and planned to advance to the semi-finals first.

"Did Zhang Kai from Changshi First People's Hospital compete?" Lu Bin asked again.

The most formidable competitor in Hunan Province is undoubtedly the internal strife among the three Xiangya Hospitals, but that is a contest between top professors.

For those under 35, the gap between them isn't that big. Hospitals like Hunan Provincial People's Hospital, Hengda Affiliated First Hospital, and Changzhou First People's Hospital also have strong competitors.

Of the four tracks this time, only tendon suturing and vascular suturing are areas that hand surgery is vying for. Whether hand surgery can gain a foothold in nerve suturing is still unknown.

"I haven't heard anything about it yet!" The doctor who was with Lu Bin was responsible for helping with tendon suturing on the field; he wasn't an expert, he was only responsible for gathering information.

"Well, let's take another look..."

"..."

After finishing the competition, Lu Cheng did not rush back to the hotel to rest immediately, but went to several other venues to check the overall rankings.

Unfortunately, the display screen doesn't show each person's unit, only their name and score.

However, Lu Cheng, standing among the crowd, also learned that among the teams with outstanding results in the main competition for vascular suturing were several hospitals besides Xiangya Hospital, including Hunan Provincial People's Hospital, Shashi First People's Hospital, Shashi Central Hospital, Changzhou First People's Hospital, Hengda Affiliated Hospital, YY Central Hospital, ZZ Central Hospital, etc.

The highest score for vascular suturing was 97 points, achieved by Hu Yi from Xiangya Hospital.

……

Lu Cheng then went to check out the neuro-suturing track and found that the competition there was also extremely fierce. Although there were people from the hand surgery department of Xiangya Hospital who made it into the rankings, there were also many experts in neurosurgery.

Currently, the top three are all from Xiangya Hospital.

Lu Cheng was quite familiar with Associate Professor Gu Yanlin, who had been introduced to him by Professor Tong Yuan'an. Gu Yanlin was currently ranked second in the neurosurgery track.

As for the current leader in the neurosurgery track, it is none other than Luo Lian, an associate professor of neurosurgery...

In the area of ​​suturing solid organs, the variety is even greater, because so many departments are involved that people are not familiar with the others.

It has hepatobiliary surgery, gastrointestinal surgery, and breast and thyroid surgery; each specialty has its own vast field…

Lu Cheng didn't know them, and of course they didn't know Lu Cheng either.

After going around in circles, it was already 11:30 when Lu Cheng finally left the competition venue.

Of course, before withdrawing, Lu Cheng also went to the tendon suture track.

Lu Cheng's name remains at the top of the list, unchallenged.

……

After going downstairs, Lu Cheng entered the buffet restaurant, which was a Western-style buffet with sashimi, seafood and other cooked food, and the quality was quite good.

Lu Cheng didn't choose sashimi or seafood because he was afraid of getting diarrhea after eating them, so he only chose some cooked food.

Lu Cheng sat by the window with his plate in hand, thinking he wouldn't encounter anyone who recognized him. But just as he finished eating half of his meal, someone sat down opposite him.

Lu Cheng narrowed his eyes, making sure he didn't recognize the other person, then gave him a friendly smile and tidied up his plate.

"Dr. Lu, the suturing technique you used in the competition, was it original? Which teacher created it? I've never heard of it." The person's voice was very kind.

Lu Cheng looked up again: "Teacher, who are you?"

"My name is Qiu Ye. I used to pursue my doctorate under Professor Tan at Xiangya Hospital, and now I work at the Third Hospital."

"I asked Brother Tong, and he told me," Qiu Ye introduced himself.

Qiu Ye has a round face and a double chin, which makes him look very auspicious.

Lu Cheng also introduced himself: "Hello, Teacher Qiu, my name is Lu Cheng, Lu from the east, Cheng from success."

"This stitching technique is original."

Lu Cheng admitted it.

Qiu Ye was not surprised: "In this kind of competition, those who can achieve outstanding results will definitely exceed the maximum value of the current suturing technique by at least 10 percent."

"Otherwise, no competition organizer would give a perfect score."

"I heard from Brother Tong that this stitching technique is your own original creation? That's pretty impressive."

Qiu Ye was not very old, probably a year or two older than Lu Cheng. He was chubby and looked rather simple and honest, and he was also quite talkative.

"I was lucky, mainly because Teacher Tong taught me a lot of other suturing techniques before, which allowed me to master them," Lu Cheng said with a chuckle.

Qiu Ye said, "At first, I also thought it was a tendon suturing technique that my master had created, but when I graduated, I didn't even see the real model of this suturing technique clearly."

"After asking around, I found out that the original work was considered a failure."

"Dr. Lu, you were able to create such an amazing technique on your own. Your clinical talent is ridiculously high."

"Did you open it?"

Lu Cheng nodded naturally: "Yes, I have to thank my mom."

Qiu Ye was taken aback: "Haha! We should thank Auntie properly, otherwise, the territory of tendon suture technique that our country has worked so hard to build will have to be given up again."

"Actually, it wouldn't matter if we gave it to someone else, but it's best not to give it to a neighboring country."

Qiu Ye graduated from Xiangya Hospital, which is engaged in the research and development of tendon suturing techniques, so some of their background knowledge is similar.

"Teacher Qiu, which competitions did you participate in?" Lu Cheng asked.

"They all participated, but they were just participants."

After Qiu Ye finished speaking, he casually asked, "Dr. Lu, since you are from Hunan Province, why didn't you choose to come to our Xiangya Hospital?"

Before Qiu Ye arrived, he had clearly done a thorough background check on Lu Cheng.

“My girlfriend is at Peking Union Medical College Hospital.” Lu Cheng’s standard answer was perfectly respectable.

If Lu Cheng comes to Xiangya Hospital, his girlfriend will also come to Xiangya Hospital, so they will have to make two transfers. But if Lu Cheng goes to Peking Union Medical College Hospital, he will only have to make one transfer.

"Huazhong Union Hospital? That's a really tough place."

“I have a senior brother who went in. He’s only thirty-seven years old this year, and he’s almost bald…” Qiu Ye said jokingly.

It's not surprising that PhDs from Xiangya Hospital go to Union Hospital in Central China, and quite a few outstanding PhDs go to Peking Union Medical College Hospital in Beijing.

"Since we're just messing around anyway, once we have a set goal, we shouldn't move on easily," Lu Cheng said.

Qiu Ye nodded: "Huazhong Union Hospital is quite good. Apart from being a bit swollen, it has no other problems."

"My senior brother is in a bit of a mess right now, but he has a good income."

"Hubei Province's economy is much better than our Hunan Province's. Patients are richer, their workplaces are richer, and their annual income is higher than that of the teachers in our hospital."

Lu Cheng then asked, "Professor Qiu, which teacher came from Xiangya Hospital?"

“Brother Zhe. Wang Zhe,” Qiu Ye said.

Lu Cheng did recognize him; Associate Professor Wang Zhe was working under Professor Xie Xiao: "Professor Wang is Professor Tong's junior brother?"

Qiu Ye sighed, "Yeah, we originally wanted him to stay in the hospital, but Zhe-ge had to go to Hubei Province for love. Now he's made a name for himself."

"But Xiao Lu, you need to be mentally prepared. Peking Union Medical College Hospital is extremely competitive; it's either promotion or departure. This is no joke."

“I remember when I first started graduate school, Zhe’s hair was quite thick, and he looked energetic. Now he looks a bit listless.”

"Thank you for reminding me, Teacher Qiu," Lu Cheng replied.

Suddenly, Qiu Ye blurted out, "That's a predatory cultivation mode over there."

"Huh?" Lu Cheng looked up.

Qiu Ye didn't elaborate: "It's nothing, Xiao Lu, you'll definitely make it big. Let's eat first, you probably have other competitions later."

Although Qiu Ye did not elaborate, Lu Cheng had every reason to suspect that Qiu Ye definitely knew something.

……

After the meal, Lu Cheng said goodbye to Qiu Ye.

The words "devouring cultivation model" that Qiu Ye told Lu Cheng were almost imprinted in Lu Cheng's mind, lingering there endlessly.

However, this thought vanished once Lu Cheng and Mu Nanshu started chatting. Mu Nanshu had just woken up; she and Xie Yuan'an had been busy until eight o'clock in the early morning before returning home.

I took a nap and am now out looking for food.

"Was it the same when you were doing experiments abroad?" Lu Cheng asked.

"Yeah, research dogs."

"You work day and night, and you have to get up whenever your cells need processing."

"Where I am, the time difference with China is almost exactly reversed... It wasn't that I didn't want to chat with you before, it's just that I was under a lot of pressure..."

"I'm afraid I'll transfer my stress onto you."

"Forget about that. Let me show you what we're eating..." Mu Nanshu sent a picture of a pot of spicy hot pot.

Just as Lu Cheng was about to reply, he received another call from an unfamiliar number.

Its place of origin is Shashi.

After Lu Cheng answered the call, the other party immediately introduced himself: "Are you Dr. Lu Cheng? I am He Aiyong from Xiangya No. 2 Hospital."

Lu Cheng's brain seemed to malfunction for a moment.

Tong Yuan'an had already introduced Lu Cheng to the three top hand surgery doctors in the province.

Tan Zhongyuan and Zhou Yuhui from Xiangya Hospital; He Aiyong from Xiangya No. 2 Hospital.

The reason why there is no Director Leng Hua'an from the Third Hospital is because Professor Zhou Yuhui's charisma is too strong. Even if Professor Leng Hua'an becomes the director of the hand surgery department of the Third Hospital, he will not be able to replace the old professor.

Of course, Lu Cheng wasn't intimidated: "Hello, Director He, I'm Lu Cheng."

He Aiyong asked directly, "Dr. Lu Cheng, was the tendon suturing technique you used in today's competition your original creation? Otherwise, the data wouldn't be so much better."

"Yes, that's right, Teacher He."

“The competition should not prohibit or allow the selection of stitching techniques,” Lu Cheng explained.

He Aiyong quickly replied, "Of course not. We welcome and recommend that clinicians improve their suturing techniques themselves, preferably making them into standardized and large-scale procedures."

"Then it's settled. You'll be representing our Hunan Province's tendon suture team in the competition. You absolutely have to bring us a good ranking."

"Currently, the operation should be stable, not like a miracle or a ghost, right?" Professor He Aiyong's voice was particularly cheerful as he made a very direct joke.

"It should be alright, Teacher He," Lu Cheng replied naturally.

"It's alright. In this competition, the only thing that can kill the competition is originality."

"I later asked Director Tan, and he said that you are working together on this tendon suturing technique project, and that you should work on it as soon as possible."

"On a large scale, this is about the further development of tendon suturing in hand surgery. On a smaller scale, if Professor Tang from Jiangsu Province can become famous in hand surgery with his Tang method, then we in Hunan Province can also become famous in the field of hand surgery with better original techniques."

"The best way to respect our elders is to step on their shoulders, sit on them politely, and be respectful yet competitive."

Lu Cheng said, "Teacher He, surely this isn't enough to kill the game?"

"This is how you kill a competition. And it's a competition that can dominate for years or even decades. In the next few years, if people from other provinces can't learn this technique, they won't have a voice in this competition at the same level."

“Even if there are differences in skill level, technique can make up for those differences.”

"Of course, the biggest competition is still in clinical practice, bringing better recovery to patients. I have confidence in you, Dr. Lu."

"I wonder if Dr. Lu would be interested in joining our team?" Professor He Aiyong suddenly changed the subject.

Lu Cheng was stunned for a moment, then quickly replied, "Teacher He, thank you for your kindness. I have already promised the other teachers."

"If anything changes at that time, I sincerely hope that you, Teacher He, will still be willing to give me a chance."

“You’re quite greedy.” Lu Cheng’s approach didn’t work on Professor He Aiyong.

“Teacher He, we can’t have it all,” Lu Cheng replied calmly.

"Oh...it's nothing, just kidding. You should get some rest. I hope you have fun on the other tracks too."

“I have some things to take care of here. If you’re not in a hurry tomorrow, why don’t you stay for dinner and we can discuss the national competition?” He Aiyong said.

……

After hanging up the phone, Lu Cheng stared at it thoughtfully.

Hey, didn't we agree not to care about fame? Didn't we agree that participation was the most important thing in the competition? Was the aim to facilitate exchange?

Shit!

Once Professor He realized that he could win the race on a certain track, he wanted to discuss the details of the subsequent races with him.

Prioritizing friendship is a fundamental principle of being a good person; on the field, the goal is to "kill" everyone else.

However, this was exactly what Lu Cheng wanted, as he was after the bonus.

When money comes in honestly and legally, everything is fine.

In the afternoon, Lu Cheng continued to participate in the competition methodically, first suturing blood vessels, and then suturing solid organs...

In the vascular suturing competition, Lu Cheng unsurprisingly failed, ranking only ninth. Even if he put all his skill points into suturing, he only scored 92 points, and there were eight people ahead of him who scored better.

Fortunately, this competition was divided into tracks; otherwise, Lu Cheng would have truly missed out on the national competition.

However, when Lu Cheng went to participate in the solid organ suturing competition, he discovered that the object of the operation was a pig's pancreas.

"Spleen sutured?" Lu Cheng's expression turned strange again after seeing the sutured parts.

[Unnamed spleen suturing technique (Specialization 20/20)...]

……

The competition for spleen suturing is different from that for tendon suturing. The spleen suturing competition is a challenge-based competition. It involves suturing treatments based on different types of spleen injuries, and the requirement is to suture neatly without leakage.

The more sutures are made, the higher the score. There are a total of six spleens. After suturing, the blood flow and leakage are checked. Each group is worth 20 points.

They usually fall before the fifth group, and then a certain number of points are awarded based on the amount of blood loss.

In this competition format, the highest score is not 100 points. If you are capable enough, you can even get more than 100 points.

But after all, it's just something in theory.

The competition for solid organs has never been a field for hand surgeons, so Lu Cheng didn't see a single familiar face; they were all people he didn't recognize.

As a result, no one paid attention to Lu Cheng's competition results.

After an hour, Lu Chengcai barely finished the sixth group of spleen suturing, and he couldn't guarantee the quality of the operation. After the timer ended, everyone gradually finished their operations.

The scoring process is quite complicated; the overall score is only given halfway through the next round of matches.

Lu Cheng ran away from the competition because he had one last nerve suturing competition to participate in...

That's how salon-style competitions work; as long as you have the energy, you can participate multiple times and repeatedly improve your scores.

It's a mix of competition and fun.

After all the participants' initial competitions are over, there are even people who can guide you on the suturing process, integrating learning and competition into one.

Shortly after Lu Cheng left, his sutured spleen was sent backstage at the organ transplant competition for measurement.

Lu Cheng's suturing results were quite interesting; there were a total of six spleens, one more than everyone else.

It's not uncommon to have one less, but having one more is a first.

[142 Lu Cheng]

"Do you recognize this person?" Professor Cao, from the Department of General Surgery at Xiangya No. 2 Hospital, who was in charge of the testing, asked casually after looking at the number of spleens.

Many of the measurement data experts, including masters, doctoral students, and doctors from our hospital, all shook their heads.

"Take your time with the testing," Professor Cao instructed.

The first three groups of spleen questions are actually easy points; as long as you have some skill, you can get 60 points. This is to keep the participants psychologically balanced and ensure that the score they can get is not too bad.

"This Dr. Lu Cheng seems to be quite capable, Professor Cao." The person in charge of the measurements was Li Zizhen from the Department of General Surgery and Hepatobiliary Surgery.

"Let's continue."

Li Zizhen sent two more sets of data to the measuring instruments.

"Immediate healing score: 97%, blood loss: 0! Overall score: 20."

"Immediate healing score: 95%, blood loss: 0! Overall score: 20."

"Holy crap!~" Li Zizhen was instantly stunned when the data came out.

"Teacher Cao, come and take a look."

Professor Cao, who was sitting down, immediately stood up upon hearing Li Zizhen's words and immediately saw the measured data.

There are no other requirements for spleen suturing; only two points are needed.

The first point is the blood flow score, and the second point is the leakage rate. As long as these two points are done well, the spleen-preserving procedure can be performed.

Li Zizhen looked at Professor Cao: "Professor Cao, what should we do? Should we give a perfect score of 100?"

Li Zizhen's voice was powerful.

"It seems like it's more than 100 points, right?" a PhD student next to Li Zizhen reminded her.

There's another one there. Even if it only scores two points, it's probably over a hundred.

Professor Cao's hair was slightly unkempt and a bit long. He parted it in the middle and flicked it to the left. His eyes gleamed: "Continue the test."

When the spleen was put on the machine, the data immediately dropped.

"Immediate healing score: 83%, blood loss: 0.1%! Overall score: 17."

"Teacher Cao?" Everyone panicked.

More people got up and gathered around.

Cao Qianwei also vigorously rubbed his hair: "After announcing the results, I remembered I have something to do... Call Professor Hong An and ask him to come over for a chat."

"Li Zizhen, make the call right now!" Cao Qianwei rushed out in a hurry.

Is this only 117 points?

No, this is the mountain of spleen-preserving techniques!

Cao Qianwei immediately activated his Qiankun Power and quickly obtained Lu Cheng's phone number...

Meanwhile, Lu Cheng's name was mentioned again, and his performance was even more outrageous than that of the tendon suture track...

(End of this chapter)