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

After Chapter 48, the introduction begins, and the true nature of things becomes clear.

"Professor Tong, Professor Chen said you are friends. He was supposed to be off today, but when he heard you were coming, he specially came here to wait for you." Lin Qianlong, with a pockmarked face and a short chin, smiled broadly, his Adam's apple almost showing.

If it weren't for the rural outreach policy, Lin Qianlong would never have met Professor Tong Yuan'an, a hand surgeon.

"Director Lin, please continue with your work. I came with Xiao Peng to represent the orthopedics department on standby in the emergency room..."

"Brother Song even came all the way to wait for me, that's really kind of you." Tong Yuan'an's chubby face beamed with an innocent smile.

The so-called orthopedic department being on standby in the emergency department is actually a practice similar to that of top teaching hospitals, where the orthopedic department sets up an orthopedic emergency 'department' within the emergency department. If there is an orthopedic emergency, an orthopedic doctor will be on-site to receive the patient immediately.

Tong Yuan'an said he wanted to work on tendon sutures, and Peng Haibo dared not oppose Tong Yuan'an's work.

"Hello Professor Tong, my name is Zeng Huanqi, you can call me Xiao Zeng."

"Professor Tong, my name is Zhang Tiesheng, you can call me Xiao Tie..."

Zeng Huanqi and the others came forward to exchange pleasantries and get to know each other before returning to their places.

In the break room, Han Xiaoping and Lu Cheng, who were on duty, went to check on the general ward, leaving only Tong Yuan'an and a few others.

Tong Yuan'an crossed his legs, enjoying the coffee Peng Kun offered him, and asked, "Young Master Kun, it seems like that's what everyone calls you, right?"

Peng Kun immediately said, "Teacher Tong, these are just the other guys teasing me. How could I be considered less? I'm more likely to have learned less. Please don't take it seriously."

"I love studying the most."

"However, if you want to have a good time in Longxian, I should be able to find the right way if you point me in the right direction."

"Are there any cadavers?" Tong Yuan'an asked, seemingly harmless.

"Pfft..." Chen Song spat out a few drops of coffee and chuckled.

"Ahem..." Peng Kun coughed twice, "Teacher Tong, this is too high-end, we can't get it."

Top surgical professors love nothing more than performing cadaver dissections. Each visit requires utmost reverence, yet countless people still flock to the field, only to find that cadavers are in short supply.

"So what stage has your suturing skill reached? Can you sew up tofu?" Tong Yuan'an asked.

"Barely acceptable," Peng Kun said modestly for a moment.

Tong Yuan'an was stunned for a moment: "If you can only barely manage, I think you don't need to be in my class. You won't be able to learn tendon suturing."

"From suturing the shallow layer of tofu to suturing the stretching and compressing band, even the most talented person needs about three months of serious practice."

"Three months later, I'll be gone, and your tendon sutures still won't even reach the beginner level..."

Tong Yuan'an completely shattered Peng Kun's modesty.

Peng Kun immediately said, "Teacher Tong, I've almost mastered the shallow suturing of tofu, but I often tear it when suturing the pressure band."

Tong Yuan'an directly pointed out: "That's because you're not applying force evenly enough. You haven't controlled the strength and direction well. You need to practice slowly..."

Peng Kun asked, "Professor Tong, to learn tendon suturing, is it necessary to have a certain level of basic suturing skills? Can't I suturing if I don't meet the standards?"

"That's fine too. As long as you explain to the patient that the hand is prone to breakage and may become lame after surgery, and the patient is willing to accept it, then it's possible."

“Patient consent, unconditional consent, and a strong, proactive request are also indications for surgery,” Tong Yuan’an said sarcastically.

Peng Kun quickly asked with a smile, "Teacher Tong, does that mean we can suture the stretch bandage and then do all the tendon sutures?"

"Snap!" Tong Yuan'an smoothly lit one up and tossed it to Chen Song and Peng Kun, saying, "Who told you this? Are you an amateur in the emergency department?"

"You should focus on teaching, but don't make veiled criticisms." Chen Song raised his chin.

Peng Kun quickly shook his head: "I asked because I didn't know...Teacher Tong." Tong Yuan'an exhaled a smoke ring, but even with his dark circles, it couldn't cover his face.

Tong Yuan'an, who looked simple and honest, was unusually aloof: "If you can suture stretching compression bands, you'll have enough basic suturing skills to learn the modified Kessler. If you can suture floating foam boards, you can learn the Tsushita suturing technique very easily."

"Of course, before using water-floating foam boards, one can also learn the Tsushita-kei stitching technique."

"However, if you want to learn the improved Tang method to the point of formal clinical application and achieve a high success rate, you can't even think about it if you can't suture artificial small blood vessels or small blood vessels inside chicken legs."

"If you continue practicing at your current pace for another two or three years, you should be able to stitch up the tendons in your upper limbs."

Peng Kun stared blankly, looked up, stunned, his expression stiff, his lips twitching, his slightly handsome face looking somewhat distorted: "Lu, Brother Lu, he..."

Tong Yuan'an took a deep breath, but didn't give Kun Shao any face, and said with a very straightforward chuckle, "Yeah... he gets a month, you get two or three years, is there a problem?"

"If you were Lu Cheng, you wouldn't need to learn from me!"

Tong Yuan'an had made very precise calculations in his mind.

Peng Kun needs to suture the tendon within three years, and he needs to be single-minded and diligent enough, otherwise it will take even longer.

Peng Kun's approximate learning curve is there for all to see; Tong Yuan'an went through the same process back then, so he understands the ins and outs very well.

Peng Kun was somewhat frustrated: "Teacher Tong, when I was suturing the stretching bandage, I could barely complete half of the suturing. Could you shorten the time a bit?"

Tong Yuan'an said, "Well, it will probably be a few months shorter... It depends on your own progress... Anyway, that's roughly it."

"I suggest you start now by buying a large number of pressure belts and operating boards online, then begin your seclusion. After about half a month to twenty days, you can come out of seclusion to learn how to improve the Kessler." Tong Yuan'an's guidance was specific and directional.

Ignoring the despair on Peng Kun's face, Tong Yuan'an's tone became serious: "If you're learning from me, you can't joke around, at least I can't joke around with you."

"If you try to learn before you meet the standards, I'll leave. If you want to do it properly, I'll teach you carefully."

"Actually, with your current basic suturing skills, you are good enough to perform flap creation and flap suturing in your orthopedics department."

"But if you're going to be the sole surgeon performing flap transplantation, then you still can't bypass the fundamentals of suturing. Specializing in suturing is the lifeblood of us hand surgeons..."

"If you can't do suturing well, you can't learn it; there are no shortcuts."

Peng Kun left, his back view looking somewhat lonely, his expression a mixture of confusion and realization...

What struck him was that Lu Cheng hadn't retaliated against him. What troubled him was that he was about to perform tendon suturing and needed about twenty days of intensive seclusion. However, within a month, Lu Cheng had already ruptured the tendon suture.

This is fucking devastating...

"Old Tong, aren't you going too far?" Chen Song asked with a half-smile.

Tong Yuan'an said:

“I’ll say a few nice things to him, but he won’t learn them quickly.”

"Which of the students in our department hasn't suffered more PUA than him?"

"It happens all the time that junior students beat senior students, and students beat teachers. In such cases, where can you go to seek justice?"

Chen Song was taken aback for a moment, then asked, "You can't beat Professor Zhou, can you?"

Tong Yuan'an rolled his eyes: "It's not that I'm better than my master, it's that Xie Ziyuan from our department took in a godfather student, and now he's always keeping his tail between his legs... getting constantly manipulated by Professor Liao..."

Xie Ziyuan is an associate professor and doctoral supervisor, while Professor Liao is a professor and a big boss.

Chen Song was speechless, his mouth opening and closing for a moment before he finally said, "That's...really...uncomfortable!"

(End of this chapter)