In the face of such an almost unreasonable request, Fujii Shu did not have a different color on his face, and calmly took the banana with the skin and flesh separated.

Take the thread, install, hold the needle, feed the thread, tie the knot, cut it.

Fujii's slender fingers are like butterflies piercing flowers, and he is fast enough to pull out a phantom, and his medical skills in the early and middle stages of LV2 are only equivalent to those of excellent medical graduates, but his strong physical fitness and agility make the most basic simple interval suture technique also very ornamental.

In less than five minutes, the whole banana was completely sewn with the outer skin, and the neatly arranged line spacing was pleasing to the eye, although the skill was not very high, but the precision and speed made Dr. Miyaba open his mouth and widen his eyes.

"Dr. Miyaba, are you still satisfied with the suture level of the medical graduates of Tokyo University?"

Fujii asked rhetorically and handed the banana back.

"Ahem, it's okay, you can score seven."

Doctor Miyaba, coughed a few times to dissolve the silent atmosphere and excuse himself.

"However, suturing is only the basic skill, if you perform well later, you can go to the operating table to pull the hook and hold the mirror, if you have a little talent, or will enliven the atmosphere of the operating room, and can catch the words of the chief surgeon, you can become a formal medical bureau member (resident doctor), which is a little valuable."

Picking up the stitched banana, Dr. Miyaba slowly spoke as if recalling the unbearable past, and slowly spoke with a little pain.

"If you are smarter and more hands-on, you can be promoted to the director of the medical bureau after three or four years, but there are also special cases where you skip this title in three or four years and become an assistant professor (deputy chief doctor), and Goro Caizen, the first surgeon next door, did this back then."

His expression distorted, everyone is a human being with two hands and one head, why is he still the director of the medical bureau in his thirties, and everyone else is about to become the first professor of surgery, the current professor Dong will retire in exactly one year, and the biggest call for succession is this former assistant professor.

Goro Chozen? It seems that this is indeed a parallel world of the white tower.

Fujii was thoughtful and got quite important information from Dr. Miyaba.

……

After the suturing test, Dr. Miyaba originally planned to put the inch-headed man into his treatment team, but stroking the crooked banana made him change his mind temporarily.

There are a total of four medical directors in the second department of surgery, each of whom is good at different directions, Dr. Miyaha specializes in liver and gallbladder diseases, and other surgeries can also be done, but most of them are not proficient.

If there is any surgery that the four medical directors are proficient in, it is only tendon suture and nerve suture, Naniwa Medical University does not have hand surgery, and the few crooked melons and cracked dates in the emergency department alone cannot withstand the large number of finger amputation surgeries produced by the work of millions of people in the Hanshin Industrial Zone, and the first surgery department cannot put down the body to do this kind of 'simple' surgery, so the responsibility falls on the second surgery.

"You follow me to work, if you are fast, you can turn into a regular in less than half a year, we have a lot of surgeries in the second surgery, Professor Shoji Imazu is an authority on the liver and gallbladder, and I also know a little about the liver and gallbladder, plus there are several cases of amputation of fingers every week, if you want to progress, you can start quickly."

After pulling Fujii Shu, who had the highest rating, into his own treatment group, Dr. Miyaba asked the other 'defective products' to report to other groups, and he patiently drew a big pie and sketched a beautiful vision, thinking that he was also tricked into working as a coolie back then.

"Naniwa Medical University Second Surgery/Lobe Treatment Group."

The two stopped in front of a large office, and Dr. Miyaba pushed the door without knocking.

"Miyaya-sensei, good morning!" X5

There were a few desks in the office, some of them were neat and bright, some were full of information cases, and the five doctors, three men and two women, got up to say hello.

"This is a new intern, everyone is welcome."

Dr. Miyaba turned sideways so that Fujii Shu behind him could come in, and Fujii Shu, who was slightly thinly dressed, nodded to several seniors and introduced himself: "I am Fujii Tree, intern doctor, and I would like to give me a lot of advice for the next year of internship." ”

"Nami, there's a handsome guy."

"I saw it, I don't know if I have a girlfriend."

"Are you still afraid of this? Nami, you're the number one beauty in our surgery, isn't this easy to win? ”

The two female doctors in the corner whispered.

As for the other three male doctors, their expressions did not change much, they were not enthusiastic, nor were they cold.

"Just sit in this seat, Komatsu, you take him to get his belongings. During the afternoon surgery, Fujii was able to enter the operating room and feel the atmosphere of our work. "Doctor Miyaba still has some expectations for Fujii Shu, it's like when you play a game and draw out a character with good potential, you will always care a little bit, hoping to get a finished product with good combat power, although the cultivation time in the middle is extraordinarily long.

"Hey! Come with me, Fujii-kun. The male doctor named also looked to be in his thirties, with a nameplate of a medical officer, his full name was Komatsu Tasuke, he looked more Sven, and he was a little submissive to Dr. Miyaba.

Fujii then followed Dr. Komatsu out, and he tried to chat halfway through, but to no avail, and Dr. Komatsu's answers were always worthless clichés.

"At Naniwa Medical University, you must respect your senior physicians, especially the department professors and teaching assistants, once you don't do well, your future will be bleak."

This was Dr. Komatsu's only useful answer, and he seemed to have been stimulated by something that made him very taboo about it.

"Professor Dong is on patrol."

"Professor Dong is on patrol."

A repetitive chime sounded from the loudspeaker in the hospital hallway, and Dr. Komatsu, who was walking in front, hurriedly pulled Fujii and stood against the edge of the corridor.

Fujii was just about to ask, when a row of white clothes appeared at the end of the long corridor, and when I looked closely, there was a group of medical staff with solemn expressions.

The man at the front was probably Professor Dong in this broadcast, and he was followed by a handsome young doctor, while the other doctors and nurses were completely submerged in the crowd and could not be distinguished one by one.

"Da! Da! Da! ”

Professor Higashi's footsteps led the crowd behind him, looking like the king of a wolf pack, straightening his back and passing by Fujii and Dr. Komatsu without squinting.

The young doctor behind him glanced at Dr. Komatsu and quietly looked away from Fujii's face, and some of the doctors and nurses who followed closely behind looked at them, and some kept looking at Professor Higashi in front of him.

However, none of them made a single sound of discussion, which was different from the atmosphere in Dr. Fang Cai's office, which seemed extremely depressing.

"This is the first person in surgery at our Naniwa Medical University, Professor Dong Zhenzang."

After the crowd disappeared around the corner, Dr. Komatsu explained, sweat oozing from his forehead and his pupils constricted, as if some kind of stress effect had occurred.

(End of chapter)