My Medical Skills Give Me Experience Points Chapter 117 90: Abandoning Helmet and Armor, Fundamental Ski

"Director Tan, Director Yin, thank you for standing up for last ti. This favor, I will keep it etched in my heart forever."

The risk they took was offending a vice dean for his sake.

Zhou Can definitely had to respond in so way.

Even if he was not able to repay them now, verbal thanks were a must.

That's the least one can do to be a decent person.

If others went out of their way to help him in a big way, and he showed no gratitude, surely it would make the helpers feel disheartened.

Next ti sothing happens, others wouldn't co to his aid.

"It's a trivial matter, not worth ntioning."

Director Tan waved his hand.

"I just don't want to see a talented kid's potential get wasted, that's all!"

Director Yin Hua stated his position with a neutral tone.

Both of them were not the sort to help others expecting sothing in return.

On one hand, they genuinely appreciated Zhou Can, both his humanity and his dical talent. On the other hand, human nature is such that the majority of people are inherently upright and kind.

Within their abilities, they were willing to lend Zhou Can a hand.

"Xiao Zhou, it's been a while since that incident. I hope it hasn't affected you much?"

Director Tan asked with concern.

"It's been fine, I've moved on from it a long ti ago."

Zhou Can's personality was fairly optimistic.

To say he harbored no resentnt at the start would be a lie.

But Vice Dean Bai had apologized to him and offered compensation, and Dr. Shangguan had a change of heart, becoming good friends with Zhou Can.

By now, Zhou Can had long let it go.

"Moving on is good! You also shouldn't hold any grudges. One day, if you are in a high position and need to consider the future and destiny of the entire hospital, you might make the sa decision. To the hospital, inconveniencing a resident is almost negligible. But the loss of a leading figure in a discipline is too great. It's like walking down the road, encountering a fifty-pound iron block and a fifty-pound gold block, and you can only carry one with your strength. Naturally, you'll forsake the iron and do everything possible to take the gold."

Director Tan wasn't entirely sure if Zhou Can had really let it go.

He patiently explained the reasoning.

"I understand."

Zhou Can nodded again.

Everyone knows the truism, but when such unfairness befalls oneself, there are probably very few who would willingly accept it.

Gao Jian also ca over to greet him.

"Zhou Can, long ti no see!"

"It's been quite a few weeks since we've seen each other. You look so confident, your dical skills must have improved significantly, right?"

Zhou Can responded with a smile.

"Ah, don't ntion it."

Gao Jian sighed deeply.

"What's wrong?"

Zhou Can wasn't sure if Gao Jian was just putting on an act of misery.

"My traditional surgery skills are not bad, and I have so talent. But when it cos to practicing interventional procedures, my hands are as clumsy as pig trotters."

Gao Jian looked disdainfully at his own hands.

"Haha, your analogy really does not hold back! Interventional surgery is more complex, you've only been practicing for a dozen days, do you expect to reach a director-level proficiency? Calm down, take it slow!"

Zhou Can laughed and consoled him.

However, Dr. Xu had once said that having a talent for traditional surgery doesn't necessarily an one has a talent for minimally invasive surgery.

Gao Jian might only have a talent for traditional surgery.

If that's true, it would be such a pity.

"Maybe I'm just too eager for quick success. I'll take your advice, calm down and give it another try."

Gao Jian nodded in agreent.

"Alright, I have to go work with Dr. Xu now, see you!"

Zhou Can saw that Dr. Xu was almost at the door of the conference room and quickly followed.

Dr. Xu seed to have so social aloofness.

Other doctors, even those with a little status, were constantly trying to expand or maintain their social circles.

Dr. Xu, however, did not interact with anyone.

He could understand his feelings.

Falling from a high position will undoubtedly create so social barriers.

It's awkward to call those who used to be of lower status than him brothers. Interacting with peers, they might not play along, and it's easy to find himself unwelco.

Thus, aloofness becos his best self-protection.

"Teacher, can you tell now what Director Hu ant by holding onto hair?"

Zhou Can caught up and asked.

"Check if the hair in your hand is still there."

Dr. Xu said without turning back.

Zhou Can raised his hand to his eyes, carefully examining.

"How could it be gone?"

He was surprised to find that the hair he had been holding was no longer there.

"Mine's gone too!"

Jin Mingxi, after checking, found himself in the sa situation.

"Do you know why it's gone?" Dr. Xu looked back at them aningfully.

Zhou Can thought back carefully.

"It must have been when I went to thank Director Tan and Director Yin. At that ti, my attention was on the conversation with them, and I didn't notice the hair in my hand."

Jin Mingxi sounded sowhat disheartened. "I don't even know when it fell. After holding it for a long ti, I just forgot about it."

Dr. Xu seed to have anticipated this outco.

He indifferently said, "Would you lose it if you were holding a gold necklace or a priceless diamond?"

"Definitely not."

Both shook their heads in unison.

Such valuable items, anyone would take seriously.

"That's right! Hair is insignificant and worthless, so from the mont you held it, you wouldn't take it seriously. Whether it's lost is of no concern. Also, due to its fine size, the probability of loss is higher."

Now that Dr. Xu ntioned it, it really was true.

Because it was never considered important, losing it was just a matter of ti.

"Director Hu held a strand of hair in each hand specifically to train concentration. You must always maintain a high level of attention to ensure the hair isn't lost. When performing surgery, you need to stay highly focused, or it's very easy to fail. A minor surgery might take just ten or fifteen minutes, half an hour to complete."

"If it's a complicated major surgery, it may take more than ten hours, perhaps even longer. Not many can maintain such a high level of ntal focus for that long. Most people begin to lose concentration after about thirty minutes. They start feeling fatigued and want to relax for a while, to take a break."

Having heard this, Zhou Can and Jin Mingxi finally had an epiphany.

Their respect for Director Hu Kan only grew.

Who would have thought that simply holding still and clutching a strand of hair could simultaneously train two fundantal surgical skills?

Is this the legendary simplification to original purity?

In martial arts novels, true masters can often simplify complexity, winning without moves, returning to simplicity.

It seems the practice of surgical abilities for doctors follows the sa pattern.

Yet, many surgeons spend their entire career within the level of chief physician, never exploring the higher realms of surgical capability.

"Do you now understand the purpose behind Director Hu holding two strands of hair?"

"We understand!"

Both nodded in unison, feeling greatly enlightened.

However, Director Hu's special training thod is already a profound basic surgical skill.

One aspect is to practice hand steadiness, and the other is to train long-term concentration.

"Teacher, then how long can Director Hu maintain holding two strands of hair without dropping them?"

Zhou Can was very eager to know how strong Director Hu was.

"I'm not quite sure about that. But there was a major surgery where we had several teams working together for over eighteen hours. The part that Director Hu was responsible for took around thirteen hours. He maintained full concentration the whole ti, and I never saw him rest. Both his stamina and attention were astonishing."

Dr. Xu recalled before speaking.

That's terrifying.

To persist for thirteen hours straight, who among ordinary people can achieve that?

Zhou Can admitted to himself that he could concentrate for at most forty to fifty minutes before his attention would scatter. If a surgery lasted more than three hours, he would feel ntally exhausted and his mind would grow foggy.

It seems he must learn from Director Hu Kan and consciously practice these advanced foundational surgical skills.

"Teacher, how did you develop your swift surgical technique? Share with us!"

Zhou Can really dared to ask anything.

Dr. Xu sustained the world's fastest surgery ti for the sa type of operation, which was certainly not a simple feat.

And the so-called "Summit of Surgical Scalpel," Wu Baihe, would probably have his own unique tricks too.