After a long time, Dr. Smith's eyes finally shifted from the banana to Fang Jian's face. This time, there was an unabashed look of admiration in his eyes.

Medically speaking, suture is just a smallest-level minor surgery, but it is the basis of any major surgery. The foundation does not mean a famous doctor, but if you want to become a famous doctor, you must have a strong foundation. If Dr. Smith was just a little moved when he saw Fang Jian's performance in the video, then at this moment, he was conquered by the foundation shown by Fang Jian.

"Very good. It's amazing that an intern can do this level."

"Thank you, Doctor."

Fang Jian lowered his head modestly and looked at the students around him.

Although there was a hint of envy and jealousy in their eyes, there were more admiration and surprise.

All of us here are classmates who have been with us for many years, and in front of the two professors, so there is no brainless fool who jumps out to vent his dissatisfaction. Even Chen Hougong, who is dedicated to studying abroad, cannot make himself bored in such an occasion.

Otherwise, he would not fight for his own interests, but to attract hatred for himself.

"Fang Jian, your work... is very good." Jiang Xiongbing said in a deep voice: "What else do you use besides practicing with bananas?"

Fang Jian thought to himself that I am practicing in another world with the human body.

But of course this sentence cannot be said. He thought about it and pointed to the pig's trotter on the table and said, "This is OK."

"Okay, go and try it."

"yes."

Fang Jian picked up a pig's trotter and first used a scalpel to scratch the soft flesh, revealing a clear surgical vision.

"Wait a minute." Smith suddenly said, "You find an assistant and use a needle holder to tie the knot directly."

Fang Jian was stunned, and did not refuse. He glanced at everyone and said, "Yu Huiliang, come here."

Yu Huiliang responded carelessly. Although his basic surgical skills were not very good, he had several years of medical experience and had no problem as a temporary assistant.

Although both bananas and pig's trotters are stitched, the two have completely different characteristics, and stitching pig's trotters is closer to the actual combat effect.

Fang Jian was ready to hold the needle and clamp the suture needle. He picked up the tweezers with his other hand and gently lifted the pig skin tissue up a little.

Smith and Jiang Xiongbing both had slightly bright eyes. The part that was raised was extremely clever. The needle was inserted at the end of the wound and the center point of the lifting area. When the needle was sutured and stabbed, the resistance it was undoubtedly the smallest.

When the needle pierces into the pig's skin, the tweezers also loosen, then hold the opposite tissue and quickly adjust the needle position. The needle also penetrates smoothly from the other side without hesitation. While penetrating, the tweezers press on both sides of the needle on the opposite tissue, making the needle's circle extremely smooth.

Just by looking at Fang Jian's method of using tweezers, you will know that he must have worked hard in this regard.

Using needle holders and tweezers to tie knots, naturally they do not have the flexibility of their hands. During the knotting process, an assistant is also required to cooperate with fixed threads. This is quite difficult for most doctors who have no practical experience. However, in Fang Jian's hands, the needle holders, tweezers and suture needles are like they are coming alive. The movements are quick and standard, without any flaws.

Soon, the wound on the pig's trotter was completely sutured.

Smith picked up the pig's trotter and inspected it carefully. After a long time, he sighed: "The needle hole after the suture is very small and it is completely up to the standard. Jiang, you have a very good student."

Jiang Xiongbing looked at Fang Jian deeply and said, "Smith, he is just practicing now. He has not yet undergone real practical operations, so don't praise him."

"Haha, since he has such basic skills, I believe he can quickly master real practical skills."

Chen Hougong felt relieved and thought to himself that, no matter how solid Fang Jian’s basic skills were, they still didn’t have the test of human body suture.

Whether it is a banana or a pig's trotter, it is still very different from the real human tissue. It's like this knot. No matter how beautiful the knot looks during practice, it may not be used in practice. Because the ultimate purpose of knotting is to stop bleeding, but at the same time, the denser the suture, the better.

Because sutures are foreign bodies for human tissues, they also have the possibility of becoming a source of infection. So theoretically, the shorter the suture residue after cutting, the better. But at the same time, if the suture is too short, there is a possibility of a wound bursting, causing greater damage to secondary bleeding.

This is a dilemma, and a good doctor must take into account both, so it requires accumulating a lot of experience to achieve the best.

He looked at Fang Jian, and his heart was filled with fighting spirit again.

Maybe I can't compare to Fang Jian in terms of talent, but I must work hard to surpass him in real practice. However, when he turned his eyes, he glanced at the whiteboard above, thought of Fang Jian's stable expression during first aid, and the just-risen confidence immediately gave a big discount.

Can I really catch up with me?

Smith took the pig's trotter and looked at it a few more times. The lines on it looked like a beautiful oil painting in his eyes, which was amazing.

"Jiang, do you know that looking at these needles reminds me of a good friend."

His words were actually said in English, which puzzled everyone present. Dr. Smith's Chinese language was clearly spoken so well, but why did it suddenly change again?

"Oh, who is it?"

"It's one of my classmates, and he's best at surgery. But..." Dr. Smith hesitated for a moment and said, "He ended up becoming a gang doctor."

"What?"

"He is a Mexican, his parents are the leader of the Mexican gang. He learns medical skills to treat trauma for gang members. When I went to Mexico to see him, he sutured wounds to the injured members of the gang. After the sutured wounds recovered, there were almost no scars." Smith's face showed a look of nostalgia: "That's simply, it's art, a work of medicine."

He spoke very quickly, and there were only three people who could fully understand it on the court.

Jiang Xiongbing and Chen Hougong were both confused. Didn’t they just suture wounds on some gangsters? Why did they even get involved in art?

On the contrary, Fang Jian was slightly stunned. At this moment, he had a vague idea.

Could it be that the doctor he was attached to yesterday was also a doctor who was hiding in the gang and specializing in treating trauma for gang members?

Perhaps only this explanation can explain why the doctor who has such a superb suture surgery willingly performed such a small operation that is not on the table, and has always provided him with endless surgical materials.
Chapter completed!