Chapter 143: Fuel Is Also Material!
It was 5:57 AM.
The east was already breaking, and a ray of purple-red dawn shot into the corner of the locker room, its color brilliant but unappreciated.
Zhang Tiesheng handed over a pack of pre-mixed betel nut, “Xiao Lu, want one to wake you up?”
Lu Cheng wasn’t used to doing that, but he was really too sleepy now, and his shift wasn’t over yet.
Lu Cheng popped one into his mouth, chewed, and the ‘strange thing’ in the middle of the betel nut almost made the root of his tongue ‘stimulate’ itself to pieces.
Lu Cheng’s face instantly turned red, and at least thirty percent of his sleepiness disappeared.
“How is it? This stuff is good for waking you up, right? The less you know how to chew it, the more it wakes you up after eating it,” Zhang Tiesheng said with a laugh.
Lu Cheng nodded at this, baring his teeth as he chewed, “I just felt like my throat was locked up, I almost got sent away.”
Zeng Huanqi had finished getting dressed by this time, revealing his signature big white teeth, “Xiao Lu, are we going out for breakfast later, or ordering in?”
“Has Professor Chen not finished his surgery yet?” Zeng Huanqi asked Du Daihua beside him.
Du Daihua replied, “Professor Chen and Professor Tong left early, they should be enjoying themselves now.”
Zhang Tiesheng thought for a moment and said, “Brother Zeng, then you arrange breakfast for Professor Chen and Teacher Lu later, I still have to work the shift miserably.”
“You’ve worked hard, Brother Zhang,” Zeng Huanqi was also very polite to Zhang Tiesheng.
“It’s my turn to be on duty, what can I do? I’m going to catch up on sleep.” Zhang Tiesheng was very tired, but he wasn’t being melodramatic; he just went out to get some sleep.
That night had been a full, solid night.
As Lu Cheng left, he said, “Brother Zeng, you and Dai Hua go ahead, I’m going back to the department to write my handover notes. I’ll sort out breakfast myself after my shift.”
Zeng Huanqi suggested, “Zhang Tiesheng is sleeping in the department, just say hello to him. There’s no need to be so rigid with the rules.”
This wasn’t Zeng Huanqi deliberately trying to trick Lu Cheng into finishing his shift early, he genuinely thought it. Zhang Tiesheng would absolutely not refuse, and if Lu Cheng could still perform limb replantation now, then Zhang Tiesheng had no reason to refuse.
“Everyone is tired, let Brother Zhang rest well, what if there’s another emergency?”
Lu Cheng glanced at his Skill Point Balance, which was back to 6 points. This meant that over the course of this one night, Lu Cheng had gained 14 Skill Points!
This was a very rich and refreshing return.
Lu Cheng could empathize, so Zeng Huanqi didn’t persuade him further, “Dai Hua, let’s go, we’re going to eat breakfast…”
Chen Song and Tong Yuan’an both smelled of ‘enjoyment’, especially Tong Yuan’an who was freeloading and smoking in the Emergency Department.
When Lu Cheng arrived, Chen Song threw him a cup of blue Ya Ha iced coffee, “Han Xiaoping ordered this takeout, he’s quite thoughtful.”
The bottle was cold, water droplets were about to form, and it immediately wet Lu Cheng’s palm.
Seeing Lu Cheng, Tong Yuan’an grinned and joked, “Xiao Lu, it seems you’ve had a very fruitful time at the Advanced Study Class this time, haven’t you?”
Nine people were injured, with seventeen wounds. Yesterday, Lu Cheng alone handled at least six tendon injury cuts, over a dozen tendon ruptures, plus one limb replantation.
Lu Cheng’s brain had turned into at least a tenth of a paste, so he didn’t have much energy for pleasantries with Tong Yuan’an:
“Teacher Tong, the harvest has been quite good. I learned the framework of nerve suturing and coincidentally brought back a technique for tendon suturing.”
After speaking, Lu Cheng looked at Chen Song, “Teacher Chen, I haven’t slept for twenty-six hours. I need to go back and rest for a bit later.”
Tong Yuan’an listened, was stunned for a moment, and pondered whether Lu Cheng’s words were a playful taunt that he didn’t understand the immensity of the situation.
After pondering too much, Tong Yuan’an extended his chubby hand and clamped onto Lu Cheng’s wrist!
His chubby face was serious, his eyes sharp.
Eyes: ???
Chen Song was already used to being in the Emergency Department, so he casually lit a cigarette in the doctor’s lounge and started smoking.
Anyway, he could just close the door, and if anyone opened it, he’d have time to extinguish it. The Emergency Department wasn’t an operating room, so there was no need for particularly strict sterile principles.
Chen Song didn’t care whether Lu Cheng went back to rest or not, but he looked at Tong Yuan’an’s already contorted face and proactively said with a smile, “Xiao Lu, you’d better clarify your words, otherwise I’m afraid he’ll suffocate from holding it in.”
Lu Cheng wasn’t delirious, he just had a slight hesitation when thinking about problems.
After all, human energy is limited, and even adding points can’t fully compensate for it. Lu Cheng then said, “Teacher Tong, when I went out to study this time, the teachers there specifically guided me on the essence of suturing techniques.”
“And they also explained in detail the direction of improvement from nerve suturing techniques to nerve suturing skills, so I had some insights during the lecture.”
“Then, based on the technique you developed and Professor Tajima’s Jin Xia Suturing Technique, I made slight improvements, and the results seem to be acceptable.”
Tong Yuan’an listened, his expression remaining stiff.
However, his serious chubby face relaxed slightly, “You mean, it wasn’t that Huazhong Xiehe Hospital also improved the technique, but that you improved it yourself?”
Like Professor Zhong Junyun at Xiehe Hospital, Tong Yuan’an instinctively thought that Xiehe Hospital had also made improvements to tendon suturing techniques.
It was known that Huazhong Xiehe Hospital’s reputation was much higher than Xiangya Hospital’s, and there were many top experts at Xiehe Hospital.
Especially the Hand Surgery department at Huazhong Xiehe Hospital was the best in Central China; such a foundation could support Xiehe Hospital in developing a new suturing technique.
Lu Cheng replied, “It wasn’t the teachers at Xiehe Hospital. The teachers at Xiehe Hospital are mainly researching nerve suturing related projects and don’t have much contact with tendon suturing.”
“Teacher Tong, I came back too late yesterday, and these things couldn’t be explained clearly over the phone, so I didn’t mention it to you. Otherwise, if I had told you about this and then couldn’t return, you would have been even more distressed.”
“Of course, I originally planned to tell you in detail today, but last night, a group of young people got into a fight, and there was nothing I could do…”
“I have some videos here…”
Lu Cheng then showed Tong Yuan’an very detailed videos of the tendon suturing techniques he performed at Xiehe Hospital, and also presented the relevant data collected at Xiehe Hospital.
Tong Yuan’an, as a key participant in the development of the Tong method, naturally saw the shadow of the Tong method in Lu Cheng’s surgical technique from the first glance.
There was a shadow of the Tong method, but it was quite different from the Tong method, which naturally meant it was an original creation by Lu Cheng based on the ‘Tong method’.
After knowing this, Tong Yuan’an’s mindset became clear, but his tone was still complicated: “What the hell. This damn, you damn…”
The first half of the sentence was very colorful with expletives. After such hesitation for a moment, Tong Yuan’an finally sighed:
“At least our efforts weren’t completely in vain, fuel is also material…”
“Xiao Lu, why don’t you stay up a little longer and come back with me. This time…”
