Chapter 6

Inside the practice room.

Lei Beisha was also surprised to the point of being unable to close his legs.

Just in terms of suturing, the hand surgery department of Yunhua Hospital was among the best.

To be blunt, the suturing skills of most doctors in other departments did not meet the requirements for surgery in Yunhua Hospital's hand surgery department.

Let alone interns.

Some students, even after years of practice, could not complete the reattachment of a rat's severed tail. Those with self-awareness would choose internal medicine early on, while those who couldn't see their own limitations often became mediocre doctors, causing harm to people.

After spending over a decade in the medical education department, Lei Beisha had never seen a medical student like Ling Ran.

"Xiaogou Clinic?" Although Lei Beisha also found it hard to believe that a clinic could cultivate such a skilled person, he still remembered the name.

The demonstration of suturing techniques ended rather abruptly.

Lei Beisha, who was usually serious, smiled as he watched Ling Ran walk out of the operating room and asked, "Ling Ran, your suturing skills are really good. For the next rotation, which department would you like to go to?"

This was giving Ling Ran the first choice.

The students looked at Ling Ran with envy but had nothing to say.

When Lei Beisha and Kang Jiuliang started the lecture, they said that being able to perform a rat's tail reattachment was like stepping onto a ladder to success. At the very least, staying in Yunhua Hospital's elite departments, such as the hand surgery department, was very likely.

Kang Jiuliang also smiled at Ling Ran.

The hospital was notoriously harsh on newcomers, and the internship system was like the apprenticeship system of the Middle Ages, full of exploitation. Many master's or doctoral students, after a round in the hospital, could still only choose a contract position.

However, the hospital's pursuit of highly skilled talent was unparalleled in other industries.

A skilled doctor was always welcome in any hospital. They could bring fame to the hospital, increase the number of surgeries and revenue for the department, reduce the workload and pressure for colleagues, and bring even more benefits to patients.

The special treatment for skilled doctors was almost ingrained in the bones of hospital personnel.

Director Lei was no exception.

Before coming to the hospital, Ling Ran had done his homework and knew that the internship rotation also involved luck.

For interns aspiring to be surgeons, it was best to learn some basics in internal medicine first and then be assigned to surgery. With a foundation, they could start learning surgical techniques, and by four or five months, or even half a year, they would have more opportunities to assist in surgeries.

As the saying goes, "A step ahead is always a step ahead." Interns who helped in surgeries and made fewer mistakes would become third assistants, then second assistants, and eventually reach the pinnacle of internships—first assistants who could operate.

Even if such interns couldn't stay at Yunhua Hospital, they would have more confidence when applying to other hospitals.

Ling Ran's mind raced, thinking about how to choose.

At this moment, a line of text suddenly appeared in his mind:

Newbie Task: Treat patients.

Task Content: Suture wounds for ten patients.

Task Reward: Interrupted Vertical Mattress Suture (Specialized)

Task Deadline: 10 days.

Task?

Ling Ran's line of thought instantly shifted:

First, I don't have a mental illness, so the task is real, not a hallucination.

Second, I have to complete the task within 10 days!

The Interrupted Vertical Mattress Suture is a type of tension suture, a very common and useful technique.

Ling Ran thought, to complete the task, I must choose a department where I have a chance to operate.

Don't be fooled by the number of patients in Yunhua Hospital; most of them won't be treated by interns.

Even in the hand surgery department, they wouldn't send Ling Ran to the operating room just because of his suturing skills.

The operating room is a closed and independent space where anything can happen.

Even the most casual department head would observe him for months before giving him a chance to suture.

Moreover, Ling Ran wasn't the only one who wanted to operate. Young doctors who had been there for a few years were probably eagerly waiting for their chance.

So, the only department where Ling Ran might have a chance to suture wounds...

"Can I go to the emergency department?" Ling Ran unexpectedly gave this answer.

Lei Beisha frowned and said, "Ling Ran, you just started your internship, so you should focus on getting familiar with the situation. The emergency department is very busy, and the doctors may not have time to teach you..."

However, compared to the doctors' guidance, Ling Ran was more willing to prioritize completing the task.

"I can observe the doctors' operations first," Ling Ran paused and said, "I want to go to the emergency department first and then rotate to other departments."

In front of so many people, Director Lei couldn't go back on his word. This was the first reward he had offered, and if he withdrew it because the choice didn't meet his expectations, where would his authority as the head of the medical education department be?

Besides, he would eventually have to assign students to the emergency department. If he said bad things about it now, how could he assign other students later?

So, for Ling Ran's insistence, Director Lei could only shake his head and say, "If you're sure about the emergency department, then it's settled. Let's start grouping."

After saying that, Director Lei had his staff start calling out names and distributing cards.

Hundreds of students from different schools had to be assigned to dozens of departments in the hospital and then rotate. Just scheduling this was a significant task.

Everyone received a number, a username, and a password to check their internship schedule on the official website.

Ling Ran was the last to get his number, indicating that it had been adjusted.

Kang Jiuliang had left early, and after saying a few more words, Lei Beisha also left the practice room. The remaining students were in a chaotic rush to draw lots to try out the small operating rooms.

As roommates, Chen Wanhuo felt a bit sorry for Ling Ran and said, "You should at least choose the hand surgery department. I think Doctor Kang has a good impression of you, and you might learn some real skills."

"Based on the bright red stethoscope you bought, I doubt your judgment," Wang Zhuangyong expressed his skepticism.

Ling Ran had no way to explain and simply asked, "Where are you going?"

"I'm going to thoracic surgery, but it's a bit early," Chen Wanhuo said with some regret.

Wang Zhuangyong, on the other hand, was indifferent, "I'm going to the laboratory, sooner or later I have to go there."

They were in an incomplete dormitory, with only three people, and they had been randomly assigned to three different departments.

Wang Zhuangyong couldn't help but sigh, feeling melancholic, "It seems today marks the beginning of our life's three-way split."

"We're going to do surgery, while you're going to play with poop, of course, it's different," Chen Wanhuo cut off Wang Zhuangyong's sentimentality without hesitation.