Chapter 119: Not Biased, But More Uncomfortable
“I heard someone reported that the previous teacher had biased actions. I guarantee here in advance that I will not do so.” Professor Lan Hualuo had a medium build, fair skin, and slightly large earlobes.
He was not tall, but his voice was full of vigor. He was not very old, only around thirty-six or thirty-seven years old. After speaking, he focused his gaze on Lu Cheng.
However, Lu Cheng did not attract everyone’s attention. Dong Qiaoshan and others instinctively turned their gaze towards Xie Yuan’an.
She was the one who could eat with the teachers.
Xie Yuan’an felt a little nervous under their gaze. Her eyebrows were raised like arched bridges, with neat upward curves. She swallowed and said, “Why are you looking at me? It wasn’t me.”
Xie Yuan’an’s charming phoenix eyes looked wronged and a little flustered, “I really didn’t say anything.”
“Really.” Xie Yuan’an’s beautiful heart-shaped face was almost puffed into a round face. She looked at Lu Cheng with sincere eyes.
Lan Hualuo clapped his hands. “Okay, let’s officially start the class. This afternoon, we will study the flat-point practice method for epineural suturing in great detail, followed by a practical session of domestic rabbit nerve suturing…”
“The application of epineural suturing is extremely broad, including but not limited to limb replantation, nerve transposition, nerve transplantation, and functional reconstruction.”
“The most basic of these advanced techniques is nerve suturing.”
“Next, I will introduce you to a relatively detailed reference method for learning this technique. You can take it home and ponder it slowly.”
“At present, through these methods, epineural suturing can be practiced to a very high level, which is absolutely sufficient for you to complete the learning of various techniques.”
Lan Hualuo did not explain in great detail but directly entered the specific content of the class.
After the class started, everyone’s attention shifted away from Xie Yuan’an.
Only Xie Yuan’an was absent-minded, her gaze occasionally darting towards Lu Cheng, as if wondering if Lu Cheng misunderstood her…
The forty-five-minute theoretical class passed quickly. Then came the practical session.
After the practical class, Lan Hualuo’s first stop was Xie Yuan’an, and he immediately launched into a tirade. “You weren’t paying attention in class, looking around. I thought you knew it all?~”
“You don’t know this either?”
“Is this how you find the angle for point practice? Who taught you this? Tell me, and I’ll go find them!~”
“You don’t even have basic skills, and your attitude towards learning isn’t cautious. What are you doing here wasting money with such an attitude?”
“With this money, you could have bought something to eat and enjoyed yourself.”
“Distance, distance! Hand surgery requires wielding the knife like a pen. If you can’t even hold a pen, how can you hold a knife?”
“First, draw a line, show the direction of needle insertion on the flat plate, the direction…” Lan Hualuo lectured for five or six minutes, almost driving Xie Yuan’an to the brink of self-collapse.
Dong Qiaoshan chuckled. He finally understood Lan Hualuo’s personality. He first gave Xie Yuan’an a tough welcome, using a diversionary tactic to disrupt her mood and see if she would be disturbed by the “misunderstanding.”
It was exactly as he wished; the wronged Xie Yuan’an lost her focus on learning, making her a perfect target for Lan Hualuo’s scolding.
Dong Qiaoshan didn’t have a few seconds to be happy before Lan Hualuo arrived in front of him. “Is it funny?”
Dong Qiaoshan looked up, his expression stunned. “You’re not young anymore, and you’re all here to learn. Are you still laughing at your classmates?”
“She’s thirty-one, that one is thirty, and you’re thirty-five. Do you know you were held back a year?”
“You draw a line too. Did you hear what I just taught Xie Yuan’an?” Lan Hualuo unceremoniously began his tirade, as if aiming for equality for all.
Dong Qiaoshan started drawing, and he was quite proficient.
He looked at Lan Hualuo.
“Go operate! You’ve learned it all? If you’ve learned it all, then go back and do functional reconstruction!~”
“You think you’re done just because you can draw a line?” Lan Hualuo’s voice was sharp and piercing.
“All you can do is draw a line, direction control, direction…”
It wasn’t just Xie Yuan’an and Dong Qiaoshan who were taken care of; Lin Bin and others, not a single person escaped.
Lan Hualuo seized every opportunity to launch into his tirade!~
Of course, the only difference was that his scolding of Xie Yuan’an and Dong Qiaoshan was more intense, as if he were deliberately targeting them.
After scolding everyone, spending six to ten minutes on each person, another hour and a half passed.
By the time Lan Hualuo arrived in front of Lu Cheng, it was already half past five in the afternoon.
Of course, Lan Hualuo did not let Lu Cheng off either, and directly started scolding, “Hand, hand, too stiff. If your own hand function is not agile, how can you expect to save the patient’s function?”
“Your hand shouldn’t be so stiff. The requirement is for your hand not to shake, not to become a stiff hand. Are you a congenital trigger finger?”
“Did you ruin your own hand while learning surgery?”
Lu Cheng adjusted his operating mode, and Lan Hualuo’s tone softened. “That’s more like it. Surgical operation relies on dexterity and operating from the heart. It’s not about intentionally tensing certain muscles to fix your hand in a certain position.”
“You still need to practice the basic skill of raising your hand. After you go back, you need to tie a brick for suspension. When you can still complete actions like writing without shaking while suspending a brick, then your basic skills will have reached the standard.”
“Don’t be arrogant. Don’t think you’re good enough just because you’re young and your basic skills are good. When I was your age, I already knew nerve transplantation and functional reconstruction.”
“You’re nothing…”
Lu Cheng corrected himself and continued operating, but Lan Hualuo was still not satisfied. “Don’t show off! Your focus should not be on suturing techniques and skills for now. It’s about your hand, make it flexible.”
“My hand, draw circles. While you are drawing circles with the surgical knife, I should not see any trembling under the microscope.”
Lu Cheng looked up in astonishment.
This was the most basic of basic skills, related to the basic skills of suturing, not part of the teaching content for this class.
How could one spontaneously learn basic skills?
“Don’t look at me! Are you questioning me?” Lan Hualuo said, directly snatching Lu Cheng’s knife.
He then held it and began cutting circles on the paper under the microscope.
An A4 paper was cut into a perfect circle by Lan Hualuo, with smooth movements and exquisite operation.
This was not the end. Professor Lan Hualuo then drew a small circle inside the large circle, cutting out a ring about 3mm wide.
Immediately after, Lan Hualuo drew another circle and cut out another ring about 4mm wide.
Lan Hualuo put down the knife. “If you’re going to learn, learn properly. Don’t get bogged down in specific forms or the basic content of this class.”
“They can’t learn these things. I see you have the ability, so I’m teaching you.”
“Are you going to learn or not? If not, then class is dismissed. You have indeed mastered the basic pattern of nerve suturing.” Lan Hualuo didn’t even look at Xie Yuan’an and the others as he stated this.
“I’ll learn! Teacher Lan, I’ll learn,” Lu Cheng said quickly, lowering his head.
“Then learn properly. Draw circles for me. Cut out perfect circles first. You need to practice this now. When you can cut out dozens of perfect circular rings, you will have reached this level.”
“Basic operational skills have similar principles.”
“Before that, don’t think you really know many techniques. You can’t even find the threshold, so discussing superficial techniques is useless.” Lan Hualuo’s scolding was still loud.
After scolding for a while, Lan Hualuo looked at Lu Cheng again and asked, “Oh, have we met before?”
Lu Cheng replied, “Yes, Brother Luo… no, Teacher Lan, I… I am Lu Cheng. From the 2015 Orthopedics standardized training.”
Lu Cheng was an undergraduate student from the 2010 cohort. After graduating in 2015, he stayed at Zhongnan Hospital for standardized training. At that time, Lan Hualuo was about to graduate with his doctorate!
Later, he became the chief resident.
Only seven years have passed since then, and he is now a professor.
Lan Hualuo hesitated for only a second before telling Lu Cheng to put down his knife. “Then don’t draw anymore. Let’s go… let’s go eat.”
“It’s about time, class dismissed!~”
Everyone else looked up, their expressions bewildered. Lan, the great ranter, why did he stop scolding Lu Cheng so quickly?
