roccoschili Chapter 177 The judges take turns asking questions
Chapter 177 The judges take turns asking questions
Upon hearing this, Zhou Ping knew that the judges were reminding him that there were areas where he hadn't done well, and that he still had a chance to improve.
He looked around blankly, his gaze landing on the patient who had already been disinfected.
The coverage area of the iodine solution was correct, and the order of disinfection was also correct.
Surgical theory was something he learned last semester, and if it weren't for An Xiaoyue's reminder, he wouldn't even have remembered the atmosphere of disinfection.
Even now, when the judges offer their suggestions, he can't recall anything else he could add.
Zhou Ping forced a smile and replied, "No, teacher."
The judges understood and made a note of it in their notebooks.
An Xiaoyue stood to the side, watching everything unfold.
When it was her turn to perform the lower abdominal surgery disinfection, she, like Zhou Ping, explained the pre-operative disinfection preparations and the patient's anesthesia status before starting.
Unlike Zhou Ping, she also mentioned the names of the items while preparing them.
Even while disinfecting, she kept talking, explaining each step.
This single act of speaking caused the judges to turn to the judges around them, their satisfaction evident in their eyes.
This is the only contestant among the six groups in today's competition who fully described every step of their performance.
The students in the previous competition just kept their heads down and did their work without saying a word.
Since it's a competition, if you only show your hand movements without explaining your thought process, how will anyone know what you're doing?
Every action a doctor takes must be based on reason and evidence; it cannot be done arbitrarily.
An Xiaoyue knew that the person she was disinfecting was a real person playing the role of a patient. The area to be disinfected during lower abdominal surgery should extend to the upper third of the thigh, which naturally included the patient's private parts. She had no choice but to tell the judges this reason.
After listening to her, one of the judges asked her, "Do you differentiate between men and women when it comes to patients?"
An Xiaoyue calmly replied, "Of course not. I will only focus on the disease itself, as well as the differences in medication and precautions between male and female patients."
Another judge then asked, "How many centimeters around the surgical incision should the disinfection area be?"
An Xiaoyue: "Fifteen to twenty centimeters."
What are some commonly used disinfectants?
"Iodine tincture and chlorhexidine."
An Xiaoyue answered questions from the judges, remaining calm and composed despite facing three judges' questions alone.
Zhou Ping was secretly delighted. Fortunately, the judges didn't interrogate him like that. He only remembered iodine as a commonly used disinfectant, and he couldn't remember the area to be disinfected for the incision at all.
After all, when we were studying, we were only focused on exams and had no opportunity to practice.
Many doctors learn and accumulate experience while working in the clinic.
Hua Lan now admires An Xiaoyue more and more.
An Xiaoyue's name was only heard during the opening ceremony. Most of the time, she was alone and was like an invisible person in the class.
All of this content was learned last semester, and An Xiaoyue also made the initial version of the competition preparation materials, which were gradually supplemented and improved by everyone.
Then, a patient underwent abdominal surgery disinfection. Did the teacher who set the question think that it was a waste of water for four people to wash their hands at the same time?
But that's not the point. The point is that An Xiaoyue seems to have memorized all the contents of the book, and can access them whenever she needs them.
Even though she was pregnant and the baby had already engaged in her uterus, she didn't change her speaking speed or tone at all when facing the judges' questions.
The person Chu Xiao was referring to who could put his mind at ease was probably someone like An Xiaoyue, who remained calm and composed regardless of praise or criticism.
Only someone with a stable core like An Xiaoyue can be a military wife.
But for her, every time the judges asked a question, her vision would go black and her palms would sweat profusely.
She seems to be bad at everything, but she's incredibly lucky.
She wants to participate in the medical skills competition so that she can be paired with the top student.
She did nothing but add cotton and pour iodine.
On the other side, the judges asked An Xiaoyue the same question, "Is there anything else you'd like to add?"
An Xiaoyue replied, "Yes, I haven't finished all the disinfection work yet."
Upon hearing her words, Zhou Ping and Hua Lan exchanged bewildered glances.
The disinfection is complete. Is there anything else that needs to be done?
The judge who raised the question smiled and said, "Please continue with your competition."
An Xiaoyue's name is Hua Lan. "After the patient's surgical area is disinfected, the draping work still needs to be done."
Upon hearing this, Zhou Ping bit his lip inwardly, wondering why he hadn't thought of that.
He was put in charge of disinfection, which is the first thing every surgeon learns and practices when entering the operating room.
Preoperative preparation, of course, means preparing until the surgeon arrives, takes over the scalpel, and begins the operation.
Thankfully, An Xiaoyue was there, otherwise this would have cost us a lot of points.
Thanks to An Xiaoyue's reminder, Hua Lan understood what the pile of dark green cloth on the cart was for.
Sure enough, not a single item was prepared in vain.
She handed the pieces to An Xiaoyue one by one, and An Xiaoyue completed all the preoperative work according to the principle of first paving the relatively contaminated area and then paving her own area last.
She and Hua Lan then reported to the judges, "Teachers, the disinfection work for my lower abdominal surgery has been completed."
The judges were very satisfied. "Good, you can go back to your seats now that the competition is over."
All the judges turned to look at An Xiaoyue as she left the stage.
The medical student skills competition is not just a competition, but also a good opportunity for hospitals to select and reserve talent.
Such an outstanding student would definitely be a sought-after intern by any medical institution if they were to go out for an internship.
However, this classmate is pregnant and looks like she's about to give birth.
During your internship, will you still have the energy to focus on clinical learning?
Cheng Zhuoli had already finished washing his hands during the competition and returned to his seat to wait.
Seeing the three of them come down together, he excitedly applauded them.
"You guys are amazing, especially An, how come you're not flustered at all?"
An Xiaoyue smiled faintly, "You get used to it after experiencing it a lot."
She had never felt flustered or overwhelmed by studying or competing before.
Upon hearing this, all three of them thought of the rumors: An Xiaoyue had a seriously ill mother, and she was busy with part-time jobs during her sophomore and junior years of college.
The three looked at each other and then fell silent, tacitly avoiding mentioning An Xiaoyue's painful past.
The next four groups also went on stage in two waves to compete. An Xiaoyue just watched quietly and did not whisper among herself like the others.
After the second leg of the competition ended, all the props on stage were quickly cleared away.
The host stood in the center of the stage, confidently raising the microphone, "Before we knew it, two-thirds of the competition had already been completed. Are you all looking forward to the results of the first leg?"
As the host spoke, seeing the students in the audience subtly excited and expectant, he waved the list in his hand.
"The results of each group are in my hands. Let's reveal the overall ranking of the first leg before the draw for the third leg."
The host had everyone on the edge of their seats; some were so eager they wanted to snatch the list from the host's hands.
Some students were panting heavily, their faces showing excitement, nervousness, and curiosity.
"First, let's announce..." The host paused for a few seconds, then made a little prank, "...second place."
"In the first leg of the medical skills competition for clinical medicine at Beijing Medical College, the second place winner was from an eight-year undergraduate-master-doctoral program..."
"It's us, isn't it?" Hua Lan said expectantly, squeezing An Xiaoyue's arm tightly.
With An Xiaoyue around, second place is definitely not a problem.
"Ding Liang Group".