Chapter 214: Chapter 0202: Closed-door Cultivation
After watching Director Han’s latest video, Yang Ping and everyone else felt an imnse pressure.
To narrow the gap, every step is tough, demanding great effort, with no guarantee of success.
Ro wasn’t built in a day, the efficient rescues at Tokyo University Hospital weren’t achieved overnight, but developed through decades of continuous improvents.
Such high-quality doctors didn’t appear out of thin air, they are the product of generation after generation of careful selection and training, shaping rarities like Fujiwara, Takahashi, and Sasaki into true masters in their fields.
Efficacy is of utmost importance in trauma surgery, the correct thods lacking efficiency are aningless.
Efficiency starts from the mont one cos into contact with the patient, there’s always room for improvent in every aspect.
As surgeons, they can only control the ti after the patient enters the operating room.
To reduce this ti, changes cannot be made with equipnt, changes have to be made with the people instead.
After the video ended, everyone fell silent. Director Han encouraged them, “Like I said, there will always be a gap, and it may be quite large! But no matter the size of the gap, I hope everyone develops a sense of professionalism to maintain our dignity. It’s like playing football against Brazil, you may not be able to outplay them, but you should still strive to win, fight for the ball, breaking through their defenses and shooting goals. If you act like you’ve already lost while still in the field, then you’ve already lost your professional spirit and your dignity. But, if you demonstrate your resolute fighting spirit, even if you lose, your opponent will respect your professionalism.”
Afterwards, everyone agreed with Director Han’s words, acknowledging that catching up to their standard was impossible this ti, but they could at least avoid being underestimated, cheering themselves on silently.
At noon, Yang Ping went to the on-duty room to rest. While resting, he entered the system space.
This ti, he decided to stay in the space a bit longer, challenge his psychological limit, and train in solitude.
The passage of ti within the system space did not affect the real world, so no matter how long he spent in it, only an instant would have passed outside.
The system space didn’t consu physical energy, as long as he could ntally endure it, his physical strength could withstand any duration.
Right, it was ti to sequester himself, to further improve his mastery of anatomy in the system space.
In the distance, a waterfall silently plumted from the sky, its mist rising up; it was a magnificent sight.
A lone tree stood solemnly in the open space, solitary and desolate, perhaps reflecting Yang Ping’s mindset, a traveler destined to embark the journey in solitude.
This sensation was fascinating, he wondered if the space contained the sa air as the real world.
Every breath he took felt delightfully satisfying, filling him with vitality and motivation.
In front of the screen, Yang Ping browsed back and forth, looking for pathological anatomical specins.
That way, he could perform pathological dissections to accumulate anatomical and physiological data on various traumas and diseases.
Unfortunately, all 6000 specins were for normal dissections.
Yang Ping decided that after the whole body dissection, he would try creating so pathological dissections of trauma conditions himself.
Any ruptured blood vessels would either stay on site or retract, which is back into the vascular sheath.
Yang Ping tried to create various vascular rupture scenarios, such as cuts, tears, and contusions, then searched for the ruptured end.
With a sound knowledge of normal dissection, finding them was not hard, but the challenge lay in locating them in re seconds, or even faster.
If relying solely on proficient anatomical knowledge, he would need to dissect nurous specins, though he couldn’t say exactly how many.
Another specin appeared on the operating table, Yang Ping imdiately dissected its blood vessels, starting from the heart and going through the main arteries throughout the body, and then went back to the heart.
The system space still had thousands of dissection specins, so for static and others for dynamic training.
Yang Ping had previously refused dynamic dissection training due to ethical concerns, sticking to static dissection training instead.
However, these were only specins, simulated ones at that, and there was no need for ethical concerns.
In order to acquire more realistic knowledge of dynamic dissections, Yang Ping decided to use dynamic dissection training, and focus particularly on vascular dissections during the whole-body dissection training.
Proficiency has no limitations! This was Yang Ping’s biggest realization during his ti in the training space.
Each ti he felt he had reached his limit, he ended up surpassing what he thought was his limit anyway.
The further he went, the slower his progress would be, similar to charging a battery.
One after another, the specins were used, Yang Ping silently reminded himself, he must be able to instantly locate the bleeding point, find the bleeding vessels, and imdiately stop the bleeding.
Using manpower to challenge the high-tech machine and the cyborg combining Takahashi and Sasaki.
While human power inevitably has limits, Yang Ping wanted to try and see to what extent one could master anatomy before any better options were available.
He decided to take a wild shot and exhaust all the remaining 5,000 specins to improve his dissection proficiency.
With every reformation of light fragnts, another experintal body appeared on the operating table, the chanical hand handing him the scalpel.
Without hesitation, Yang Ping began at the heart, continuously dissecting the blood vessels.
Finally, a complete set of main trunk blood vessels was successfully dissected, separated from the experintal body with all the small branches ligated.
Once one overcos a certain peak and sees more wonderful scenery, there is a desire to scale higher mountains.
Yang Ping felt the sa. When he reached a goal he previously thought was unattainable, he was eager to surpass himself and challenge even higher and more difficult objectives.
He successfully separated the main trunk blood vessels of the entire circulation system and pulmonary circulation system, with their sheaths included.
Unsatisfied, Yang Ping continued dissecting, this ti aiming to separate the blood vessels in their entirety without their sheaths.
Even after accomplishing this, he was still not satisfied. During the separation, he aid to include the branches of the main blood vessels, with the branches getting finer and finer.
He separated the complete deep and superficial arches of the hand, extended the blood vessels of the fingers to the distal arteries, and attempted to separate as many of the vascular networks in the joint areas as possible.
Proceeding towards smaller blood vessels had little clinical significance, but it was very useful for mastering anatomy. When you are familiar with the small unnad branches, you naturally master the nad ones.
After completing more than two thousand experintal bodies, Yang Ping tried to close his eyes and relied solely on touch for the dissection.
This blindsight dissection relying only on the sense of touch was extrely difficult, almost impossible to achieve.
Yet, Yang Ping did not get discouraged as he had a certain indescribable feeling.
The more seemingly unattainable it was, the more he was excited, eager to breakthrough. He greatly enjoyed these small, gradual breakthroughs, and it had nearly beco a strange obsession.
However, it was really difficult. Doing the dissection by touch while eyes closed, was not only slow but also prone to mistakes.
But Yang Ping knew that without training for tactile dissection, he could not match Takahashi’s speed.
Takahashi had superb surgical skills and with the enhancent of black technology surveillance by infrared, the patient was as transparent as glass to him when he operated as a cyborg.
What he saw was exactly what he got. He did not need to think, the real-ti information on the screen was conveyed to his brain, and the brain directed his hands straight to the target. The entire process was linear.
On the contrary, ordinary people relying on image mapping for surgery had to explore layer by layer to reach their target. No matter how proficient, they could never match Takahashi’s direct approach.
Yang Ping was able to make ntal maps, but these maps always deviated from reality. To correct the deviation, he must explore. Thus the whole process: image——brain——target——correction——operation involved many corrections and was non-linear.
For example, the initial image showed the blood vessel stump at a certain location. Upon reaching, if the vessel was not found, a correction based on experience was required.
Had it retracted? Or was there so deviation due to different positions? Only after dissecting would he know the exact location.
This was similar to the zero to one hundred acceleration test between fuel cars and electric cars. What a fuel car struggles to achieve, an electric car might do very easily. That’s the essential difference between the linear and the non-linear.
After using up to four thousand experintal bodies, only slight progress was made with dissection based on touch. No matter how slow, how careful, he couldn’t separate a complete set of main blood vessels.
Yang Ping dared not continue this way. If the experintal bodies were exhausted before achieving the target, it would put him in a dilemma.
Experintal bodies are very precious, and there will be many tis when they are needed in the future.
He could only stop the dissection training. Yang Ping looked at the light screen, trying to figure out exactly how long his so-called “seclusion” had been.
But there was no timing display on the light screen. A year? Two years? Three years?
It was uncertain, after all, the experience of ti is relative.
For instance, even an hour can be unbearably long while eagerly waiting for soone.
On the other hand, staying up all night with friends playing a favorite computer ga, it feels like only a few gas were played.
Coming out of the system space, he felt a sense of bewildernt.
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