Chapter 112: Old Professor Yang Meets Us! (Ask for subscription)
The reason why Fang Xian dared to agree to Li Qiu's help to ask was naturally because his aunt Professor Wang Huan was in the operating room of the trauma center, and Fang Xian expected that she would not be disgusted and annoying to ask.
Fang Xian deliberately postponed the time to go to work, and asked Jiang Zhiming and the others to enter the suture group in advance, and he would go to the substitute after asking.
As a result, Professor Wang Huan not only did not dislike it, but was enthusiastic.
After Fang Xian entered her office, Professor Wang Huan was free, so he prepared a large number of snacks for Fang Xian.
There are breads, snacks, spicy bars, and coffee drinks.
After Wang Huan sat down again, he was still hospitable: "There are a lot of snacks and drinks in my office, as well as fruits and the like, you can come and eat more in the future." β
"You were new to the city before, and my relationship with you is not special, but there are always some relationships, which is not good to be conspicuous from the beginning."
"Lest others break their mouths."
"But now, I don't have to pay attention to all this gossip." Professor Wang Huan said this, his face changed slightly.
The eccentric induction into the operating room channel, and the tone was very cold:
"The students of the suture group are idle with me. Don't waste any more resources and time looking for it. β
Professor Wang Huan when he said this, and his aunt Wang Huan judged them to be like two people.
The calls and inquiries on the operating room channel stopped.
Fang Xian does not need to ask for leave in the operating room channel, he only needs to explain to Wang Huan.
Time is very free.
Even Professor Wang Huan said just now that it doesn't matter if Fang Xian doesn't ask for leave.
"Professor Wang, that's enough. Thanks, you can rest for now. Fang Xian really didn't expect that when he entered his aunt's office this time, the other party could be so enthusiastic.
When I thought about it, Professor Wang Huan was estranged from him, and he was suspected of avoiding suspicion.
Even Professor Zhou deliberately made it more difficult for Zhou Xiyin to enter the operating room of the trauma center, and if Professor Wang Huan was too enthusiastic with himself, there would always be rumors.
Fang Xian also learned from Fan Pengcheng of the trauma surgery department that it turned out that the operating room of the trauma center was also a place where gossip was rampant, and there was no secret that could not be passed on.
"Uncle Ling also knows what you have achieved now, and he is very pleased, saying that he will come to see you in two days."
"Let's get together." Wang Huan took a glass of water and took a sip.
"Is Uncle Yun coming to Shashi? When. Will the little money come? Fang Xian's ears stood instantly.
When his uncle Fang Yun was still studying, his father helped him a lot, but after Uncle Fang Yun developed, he also helped his family a lot.
Decades have passed, and the old friendship is still there.
Uncle Fang Yun's son is called Xiaoxiaoqian, but he is not called Fang Qian, but Fang Qi'an.
Born in 26, when his uncle was out to be a resident doctor, his aunt Wang Huan was worried about Fang Yun's safety, and temporarily advocated changing his name to Fang Qi'an.
Xiao Qian can be used as divination, but the old Fang family has an uncle named Fang Qian who is the same generation as Fang Yun, so his nickname is Xiao Xiao Qian.
"He should come too, he is in his second year of junior high school this year, and he will enter high school next semester."
"He asked you specifically." Wang Huan mentioned his son and said with a little guilt.
"It's also that I'm too busy here to take care of it at all, otherwise, a little money would be studying in Shashi."
There are also four big and four elementary schools in Shashi's junior high school, but they are not as famous as the four big and four elementary schools in high school.
Uncle Fang Yun's parents died early, and Fang Xian's family situation on his aunt's side was not very clear, but he knew that the little money was personally pulled by the two of them.
"Xiaoxiaoqian's grades have been very good, Professor Wang, you don't have to worry."
"It's been a long time since I've seen a little money."
"That's right, Professor Wang."
"I also want to ask, what are the requirements for entering the operating room of our trauma center to participate in the intensive training?" Fang Xian didn't call his aunt, he was afraid that someone would rush in.
It's not at home.
"Why are you asking this?" Professor Wang Huan sorted out the mask.
He was still comparing a report in his hand, and finally stopped at a position with his finger and looked at Fang Xian.
"I asked my friend, and he was also curious and longed for our trauma center." Fang Xian returned.
Wang Huan recognized Fang Xian's reason when he heard this, and did not raise his head, continued to look at the report in his hand, and replied: "There are three ways to enter the operating room of the trauma center for intensive training. One is the inclusion of the hospital, the other is the recommendation of the competition, and the other is the recommendation of the excellent peers. β
"In fact, to sum it up, there are two kinds, one is inclusion, the other is recommendation, the difference is that the competition is the medical association as the recommending unit, and the excellent peer recommendation is the individual."
"The criteria for inclusion in this hospital!"
"It's not a particularly fixed standard. There is a certain amount of room for evaluation. β
"But generally speaking, the trauma center is unique to the trauma surgery of orthopedics, so the students of trauma surgery and orthopedics will have a slight advantage, which is not available in any other department."
"Every academic year is slightly different, for example, the minimum line for trauma surgery to enter the operating room training of trauma centers is more than 50% of the level of specialist level 1 physicians in different academic years."
"In addition to the basic theory, three Level 3 basic skills are required in the sixth year, six in the seventh year, and so onβ"
"If it's a trainee in another department of surgery, the standard will be raised to 2 times."
"The students of the eight-year bachelor's, master's and doctoral programs are benchmarked with the students within the orthopedic department, and they only need more than 50% to enter the intensive training ......."
"Xiaofang, if you can find excellent students to recommend you, our trauma center is very welcome."
"And the reward!" Professor Wang Huan said in the end.
Raise your head and speak.
There was even a temptation, hoping that Fang Xian could bring some 'of the same kind' in.
Fang Xianyan frowned slightly when he heard this, but he didn't dare to roll his eyes habitually.
Where do you find such a person?
He replied, "Professor Wang, I don't have such connections at the moment. β
The level of a level 1 specialist is recognized as a dead mother standard in the eyes of most people, and it is called the ladder to the sky, and now it is 50% or even 100% above the standard.
Wang Huan said again: "It doesn't matter if you don't have it now, you will definitely meet in the future, and after you meet, you can invite more." β
"There are also a few special cases that can also be relaxed."
"For example, if you have level 5 skills before the age of thirty, you can come in directly, regardless of the type."
"For example, if you have level 5 basic skills before the age of forty, you can enter directly regardless of the type."
"Before the age of fifty, you have 2-3 level 5 skills, regardless of the type, you can also come in directly. Forget it after the age of fifty. β
When Fang Xian heard this, his heart moved slightly, and he asked, "Professor Wang, what about the fourth-level basic skills?" β
Fang Xian only then benchmarked against Li Qiu.
Professor Wang Huan's brows frowned slightly: "Level 4 skills are definitely very popular in the specialty, but in our trauma center, it doesn't make much sense." β
"Of course, if you can have level 4 basic skills from the sixth to the seventh year, you can consider it. If it's a specialist skill, it doesn't mean much. β
Wang Huan's expression and tone of voice were very cautious when he replied.
"The new concept of Level 4 Basic Skills doesn't count?" Fang Xian asked again.
That's a good source of articles, huh?
If you go to a junior college, it is expected that the guarantee will be enough to eat at the professor level.
"That's not much significance, we in the trauma center only do life-saving topics, ordinary topics, we generally don't participate."
"Anyway, that's all for the current standards, we won't particularly lower the standards, and you don't want to continue to listen."
"But if you get to the rank of associate professor and professor in the future, we at the trauma center can consider lowering the bar for your students a little bit."
"It's not much, only five to ten percent at most."
After Wang Huan finished speaking, he broke off the topic and asked instead: "You have already asked for leave today, can you spare half a day?" β
When Wang Huan asked, he stopped all movements.
The eyes are particularly weird-
Good guy, this nephew is really interesting, just roll like a squid!
And it's not a show at all.
I work long hours, I still live in the operating room, and every time I go out to the skills training room and come back, I occasionally have to work an extra "shift".
Moreover, Fang Xian rarely looked for him, and Wang Huan sometimes wondered if the meaning of the words "avoiding suspicion" was too heavy when he said the word "avoiding suspicion" to Fang Xian, so that Fang Xian directly treated her as an outsider, and did not discuss anything with her, nor did he come to ask.
When Fang Xian heard this, he only hesitated for a second in his heart, and then replied: "Professor Wang, I can spare time." β
The aunt has something to do with herself, and that party will definitely be free, after all, she can have free time to teach Li Qiu.
"That's right, Professor Yang has something to do with you, and he relayed that I will make an appointment with you."
Fang Xian's whole person straightened up instantly, and his fingers trembled slightly.
The rubber shoes under his feet creaked against the ground.
The tone was hesitant: "Auntie, this is the original words of Professor Yang?" Do you have an opinion about me? β
What are you talking about?
Professor Yang wants to make an appointment with himself? Isn't that an insult?
Hearing this, Wang Huan sneered, shook his head and said, "I don't have an opinion on you." β
"This is a bottom line drawn by Professor Zhou Lao to Professor Yang."
"Oh, you don't know, Professor Yang has been a naughty boy since he was a child. Therefore, Professor Zhou Lao did not let Professor Yang meet the students casually, and only let him meet the professor in the operating room of the trauma center. β
"At least it won't break the fun."
Hearing Professor Wang Huan's explanation, Fang Xian breathed a sigh of relief slightly, and then breathed another sigh of relief.
The mood is a little excited.
Asked: "Professor Wang, does Professor Yang really want to see me?" So where am I going to find him? β
Professor Zhou, the second director of the operating room of the trauma center, is a character that Professor Zhu wants to see.
"Skills Training Room, 3303.If you agree, I'll send a message to Professor Yang, and he will come to the Skills Training Room to find you."
"I'll give you the code to open the door. 3303 Skills Training Room, which can only be opened with a password. And the one-time password will be different every day, so it doesn't make sense for you to remember it. Professor Wang Huan said.
Fang Xian nodded when he heard this, and then said a few words to Professor Wang Huan, and then Fang Xian returned home with excitement.
Fang Xian rarely goes home, and even if he occasionally goes back at night, he goes back to the operating room immediately after washing and drying his clothes at home.
Fang Xian's clothes are still changed every day, but they will be saved and taken home after a wave.
It's not dirty, because I spend most of my time in the operating room wearing a hand-washing gown.
When he went home today, Fang Xian found that there was a thin layer of ash at home, but he didn't care about it, and while thinking about when he should come back to clean up, he hurriedly set off to the skills training room.
The building where the skills training room is located has a total of 34 floors, but the highest skill training room is only 33 floors.
However, in the past, Fang Xian couldn't even go up above the 25th floor, and later followed Zhou Xiyin to see the scenery above the 25th floor.
When Fang Xian was about to go to the thirty-third floor, he found that he couldn't press the elevator to reach this floor at all.
Fortunately, there was a person in the same elevator who said: "If you want to go to the 33rd floor, you have to take the stairs from the 32nd floor to get up." Unless you brought your teacher's permission card. β
Fang Xian suddenly realized and said thank you.
The person who told Fang Xian was a girl, but she was wearing a mask and only her eyes were exposed.
She smiled back and didn't say anything more.
After arriving at the thirty-second floor, Fang Xian inquired again and found that the passage to the thirty-third floor actually had to pass through an office before he could reach it by elevator or on foot.
Otherwise, if you want to go up to other floors, you won't be able to go up at all.
Fang Xian entered the office and was inevitably questioned, Fang Xian answered one by one, saying that Professor Wang Huan from the operating room of the trauma center asked him to go to 3303, and the other party nodded.
Let Fang Xian register, and let Fang Xian take the elevator to the 33rd floor.
After Fang Xian came up, he found that the area of the skill training room here was much larger than that of the downstairs, with a total of eight rooms, and the area of each room was more than ten times that of the twenty-fifth floor.
There is no security guard at the door, and there is no curfew.
There is a lot of light in the corridor, but most of the skill training rooms are as dark as night, and there is no brightly lit state downstairs, so it is obvious that the usage rate of the skill training room on the 33rd floor is not high.
Fang Xian looked at it for a while, and silently opened the door of 3303 with the password sent by Wang Huan.
After walking in, Fang Xian found that there was a super large comprehensive skills training room, basically the training instruments of common orthopedic surgical skills could be seen, and there was more than one.
Near the entrance is a super large projector.
Facing the projector, there are about 100 stools, which only occupy one-sixth of the area.
Then there is a podium, similar to the furnishings of a small conference hall.
Fang Xian walked in first, sat on a stool, and began to wait slowly.
But.
After Fang Xian arrived, soon, Fang Xian found that the projector was slowly lit up.
In a few seconds, the screen flashed, and a middle-aged man wearing sunglasses appeared on the other side of the video.
Looks like a beach.
He is wearing a large pair of pants and a short-sleeved T.
Turning his head, he was still explaining to one person: "You play for a while, I'll find Xiao Fang for something." β
"It's not that little party. It's a small square. β
"It's not a small amount of money."
The middle-aged man took off his sunglasses, and officially turned his head to look at Fang Xian, and when he saw the corners of Fang Xian's mouth twitching slightly, he said, "Are you Fang Xian?" Your uncle's name is Fang Yun. β
"Your aunt's name is Wang Huan."
Fang Xianyan nodded when he heard this: "Yes, Old Professor Yang ......"
"You, hello, my name is Fang Xian......"
Fang Xian immediately stood upright, a little nervous.
Although he couldn't match the person in the video with the old Professor Yang in his impression, Fang Xian had heard of Professor Yang's reputation after all, and he was in awe.
As one of the Dinghai Shen needles in the operating room of the trauma center, the other party deserves Fang Xian's respect.
"He looks pretty good, but he still has a little bit of good looks."
"Better looking than your uncle, his crooked melon and cracked jujube appearance ......"
"Poof!" When the person in the video was talking, Fang Xian found that the picture in the video disappeared immediately, and he didn't know if it was powered off or turned off.
When Fang Xianzheng was confused, he then turned his head and found that the door of the skill training room had been opened.
At the same time, a middle-aged young man who looked very similar to the one in the video just walked in outside.
But he was now dressed in a short-sleeved shirt and long-legged cloth trousers, and his leather shoes were polished.
He can be seen sweating profusely at the moment.
After pushing the door in, he was still muttering, "It's still too late, Jiao." β
Fang Xian heard this muttering.
Looking at the young man in front of him, the skin at the corners of his mouth and eyes was twitching non-stop. The corners of Fang Xian's mouth twitched slightly.
(End of chapter)