Chapter 79 The Nanny's Niece's Counterattack
"How can there be two or three different suturing methods in one emergency?" The difference in technique is too great.
After hearing this, Dr. Ding Hong explained that the family member was only complaining and quickly fell silent after hearing it.
Despite the urgency yesterday, only the cardiac surgery department was able to admit the patient, and she was still grateful.
Yang Mingjie, listening from outside, felt somewhat dejected. "It seems like I can't do anything right." This feeling became even more pronounced when compared to someone more capable than him.
Lin Wei: "These things all require practice. No one can easily accomplish them without practice. If you think you can't do it, it's only because you haven't practiced enough."
Yang Mingjie turned to look at her and heard her say, "Besides, losing to me isn't shameful." Her eyebrows were raised, full of confidence.
She has a system and is willing to work hard; it would be strange if he surpassed her one day.
Yang Mingjie: "You're really confident." But his confidence was well-founded. Then, he asked curiously, "Why couldn't I stop the bleeding yesterday no matter how much I pressed, but you stopped it as soon as you pressed?" He still didn't understand.
Lin Wei: "Because you didn't press the right spot, the more you press, the faster the blood spurts out. You should be glad that yesterday's patient only injured a vein. If it had been an artery, with the way you did it yesterday, the person would have been dead." This is not an exaggeration; it's the truth.
After listening, Yang Mingjie felt immense pressure. The weight of a human life, no matter how many times it was explained in school, could not be as profound as witnessing it firsthand in the clinic.
And this is just the beginning. If we can't even overcome this, how can we face the difficulties that follow?
Because of this, he finally came to terms with it.
When Dr. Zheng returned, she was surprised to overhear such a conversation. Those not wearing white coats looked just like any other elderly person, no different from anyone else. If one had to point out any difference, perhaps it was a slight increase in vitality?
"Is this the person Deputy Director Liu was talking about? That's interesting." Director Zheng glanced in Lin Wei's direction, then went to the changing room to change his clothes.
When he came out, it was Director Zheng, wearing a white coat, looking serious and composed.
So today's ward rounds were led by a different person, not the previous Deputy Director Liu.
Lin Wei and Yang Mingjie originally wanted to stand at the back of the line as before, but he called them to the front.
What's the point of having his students standing at the back?
Because of this, Lin Wei glanced at his identity tag and greeted him first, "Hello, teacher." Although the others were also teachers, the person in front of them was different; he was their mentor.
Yang Mingjie then realized what was happening and joined in, saying, "Hello, teacher."
Director Zheng nodded after hearing this. "I heard you managed to save a patient last night?"
Lin Wei: "I only participated; it was mainly Dr. Ding who saved me." She only helped with stitches and stopping the bleeding.
In fact, Lin Wei had considered what she would have done if she had encountered this situation alone yesterday. Her answer was that she could press on one wound with each hand. As for the superficial wounds, they wouldn't kill her for the time being, so she could leave them untreated.
So even when the patient's life was truly in danger yesterday, there was nothing.
Of course, if she were to be resuscitated, one person alone couldn't save her. This is where teamwork becomes crucial.
Upon hearing this, Ding Hong noticed that Director Zheng was looking at him. He was unsure whether he should thank her for mentioning him to the director. Although he had said those things before, it didn't mean he liked being noticed by Director Zheng.
He was quickly pulled out and questioned. One of the questions was which stitches he had put on the patient and which ones someone else had done.
He knew he'd be asked that, and a little embarrassed, he said, "The ugliest stitches were done by Yang Mingjie, and the best ones by Lin Wei. The ones that aren't particularly good-looking, but not terribly ugly, were done by me." The patient's family might not be able to tell the difference in stitching techniques, but how could he not? The difference was huge.
"You need to change your acupuncture technique," Director Zheng said without saying anything else. Although Yang Mingjie wasn't directly criticized, his face turned a little red.
Lin Wei had expected him to ask why she could sew so well, but Director Zheng didn't. After all, it was something she'd learned through practice; how she learned it wasn't important. However, she still asked, "What other sewing skills do you have?"
Lin Wei truthfully stated, "Just a few common sewing methods."
She didn't mention cosmetic suturing, but when Director Zheng asked, she could only nod and admit, "Yes."
This surprised many people. Cosmetic suturing? She actually knew cosmetic suturing. It wouldn't be surprising if a doctor who had spent many years in the clinic and had received systematic training knew it, but she was just an intern who had just started her clinical work.
After asking his questions, Director Zheng turned his gaze to the intern on the other side.
Yang Mingjie shook his head immediately without being asked, "I don't know how." He wasn't as abnormal as Lin Wei, who had just started clinical practice and knew everything.
In fact, he also felt that his chances of passing the talent development program were too small. Perhaps the kind of talent the country wanted was someone like her.
Director Zheng's gaze drifted lightly away from him again, which wasn't normal, but what he really wanted to hear was, "I will learn those three words."
After the ward rounds, Lin Wei and Yang Mingjie followed Director Zheng. They thought he would ask them some more questions, but to their surprise, his first question was, "Do you dare to go to the operating table?" In his view, knowledge from books is all empty talk, while practical skills are real. What can you learn without going to the operating table?
Hearing this, Lin Wei's eyes lit up, and without thinking, she said, "I dare." As a future doctor, who wouldn't want to be on the operating table? However, she also knew that even if she were on the operating table, she would only be an assistant. But being able to see them perform surgery firsthand was still good, much better than learning from videos.
Yang Mingjie hesitated for a moment, then nodded. Who wouldn't want to be on the operating table? But he had more concerns about whether he had the ability.
Director Zheng remained calm upon seeing this. "In that case, you should prepare well these next two days and come up with me on stage." He hadn't performed surgery for a while, but now, in order to teach them, he could let them learn some simple procedures first.
It was only then that Lin Wei learned what the Talent Strengthening Program was. A typical intern wouldn't be on the operating table so quickly.
Meanwhile, the other doctors who heard the news thought Director Zheng had gone mad, "Letting them handle surgery so early." They hadn't received this treatment back then.
However, Deputy Director Liu quickly overheard this and retorted, "What do you think the Talent Strengthening Program is? The students who didn't go on stage before were just not suitable." Who would dare to put someone who panics at the sight of blood, is at a loss, and is even vomiting uncontrollably on the operating table?
However, going to the operating table is just the beginning. What Director Zheng really wants to see and know is what they can learn on the operating table.
Lin Wei understood this, so she took this stage appearance very seriously. She reviewed the procedures for washing her hands and putting on and taking off her surgical gown, as well as some of the taboos, again.
As for what kind of surgery she will be having, she doesn't know. She has watched many surgical videos, including congenital heart disease correction surgery, heart valve balloon dilation surgery, and radiofrequency ablation surgery. She can only say that she knows the basic operating procedures, but every doctor has their own differences. It is impossible to say that the procedures are exactly the same.
With that in mind, she entered the system space again and studied human anatomy once more, fearing that her lack of understanding of human anatomy might hinder her from learning on the operating table.
Seeing Yang Mingjie looking like a headless fly, not knowing where to start, I suggested to him, "Try to learn more about surgical instruments and watch some surgical videos when you have time." Preparing in advance is always helpful.
Knowing he might not have access to those videos, they even told him about the website that only medical students could register to view.
In Yang Mingjie's eyes, she was practically a living Bodhisattva. "Lin Wei, no, Goddess Lin, I'll listen to whatever you say from now on." Everyone else was worried about being chased, but she was even providing materials for people to study. This was the first time he had ever met such a kind person.
Still not understanding, she asked, "Aren't you afraid that I'll learn it and surpass you?"
Lin Wei laughed when she heard this, but not from anger, but from being amused. "I'm not afraid of opponents, I'm only afraid of having no opponents." He might be considered more capable than the average person, but for her, he was still not enough.
That kind of confidence is something that ordinary people can't learn.
Soon, the day of surgery arrived. It was only the day before that they learned what kind of surgery they would be performing the next day: radiofrequency ablation.
"This patient has atrial fibrillation, and radiofrequency ablation can restore a normal heart rate."
Unfortunately, Lin Wei had previously recommended that he undergo this surgery.
"The questions they predicted were incredibly accurate."
The interns at another hospital who heard him were filled with envy and jealousy. Why did he have someone accompanying him, and someone who was a big shot at it, capable of cosmetic suturing, hemostasis, and intravenous injections? To them, who were just newbies, this was like being a big shot.
Now they're even going to the operating table! They're all the same competitors, so why are people so different? Don't tell him he has that skill level; he thinks they're all being carried by others.
Meanwhile, Lin Wei had already washed her hands, put on her surgical gown, and gone to the operating table. As she had expected, the first assistant was another doctor, and she had barely become the second assistant. Yang Mingjie was the third assistant, and there was also an instrument nurse on the side.
In the dedicated catheterization lab, after the initial disinfection and anesthesia were completed, the surgery began quickly.
She barely needed to use the instruments during the surgery; she simply took them from the scrub nurse and handed them to Director Zheng.
However, she watched very attentively, paying close attention to everything from the selection of puncture sites and the use of the X-ray angiography machine to the delivery of the electrode catheters.
I memorized it almost perfectly, including his movements and the timing of each step. Perhaps because Director Zheng operated so smoothly, it gave me the feeling that if I were given the machine and materials, I could use them too.
However, Lin Wei knew it wasn't that simple; seeing was one thing, learning was another. At that moment, she was grateful that she had the system space.
After getting off the operating table, she reviewed the surgeries she had witnessed that day, then entered the system space, clicked on the radiofrequency ablation procedure, and began experimenting with it.
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