Famous Among Top Surgeons in the 90s-Chapter 251 - Can the quail become an expert

Chapter 251: Can the quail become an expert?

Chapter 251: Can the quail become an expert?

“I’ll see if I’m free then,” Tan Kelin replied coldly, without even turning his head.

Xie Wanying could detect a hint of attitude from Teacher Tan, annoyance, a reluctance to bother.

It was clear that Teacher Tan was indeed a very busy person, and the subtext of a busy person’s life is that they’re a big shot.

“Is that the female doctoral student from Teacher Tan’s team?” the other person asked, following Tan Kelin’s gaze into the operating room and spotting Xie Wanying, then smiling at Tan Kelin, “I see, I understand.”

What did the other person understand?

Tan Kelin suddenly turned his head, his eyes icy cold.

Struck by his gaze, the other person was taken aback, clearly surprised, and without another word, turned and left.

Meanwhile, as First Assistant, Liu Chengran was standing at the Chief Surgeon’s position doing the surgery below and gradually got the message from Tan Kelin’s thoughts: So that’s what this is about?

His gaze, too, landed on the face of Xie Wanying, as if poking her with his eyes.

Tan Kelin was always very fast in surgery, but today’s speed was pushing the limits, possibly owing to the addition of this third assistant?

At the thought, Liu Chengran was taken aback.

Could a rookie intern on their first day become a skilled veteran so quickly? Achieving the ability to suture efficiently?

Otherwise, how could the surgery speed up? Liu Chengran turned his head to look at the clock on the wall: the surgery he and Tan Kelin had estimated would take four hours was now likely to be done in less than three.

Understanding Tan Kelin’s complex eyes in an instant, Liu Chengran got it.

Just yesterday, this rookie intern had upended their group’s seasoned intern, displaying extraordinary case observation and analysis skills, as well as an almost terrifying medical intuition.

Today, on the operating table, rookie Xie Wanying had in a very short time reached the level of a skilled veteran.

There was only one explanation: She had talent?

This was serious business!

“Ah.”

Teacher Liu nearby sighed, and oddly, it seemed to be in response to looking at her, which left her somewhat confused.

Did the teacher think she had done something wrong and just not scold her directly?

Without being scolded or told, how would she know where she went wrong?

She was not afraid of being scolded, being scolded was a way to improve, after all. Xie Wanying asked the teacher, “Teacher Liu, is there something I need to correct?”

Upon hearing her say this, Liu Chengran showed a strange expression.

Her gaze was sharp; she knew he had been watching her and that he had sighed. The problem was that besides being smart, she seemed a bit single-minded.

Couldn’t she consider that it wasn’t something related to the surgery that made him sigh?

He sighed because she was a girl. Their group didn’t like female medical students.

Because girls always like to say things like, “Teacher, I’ve got my period today—”

Stock up on skincare products; young girls can’t have acne breakouts—”

Got a boyfriend, so now prone to outbursts, acting spoiled, or crying—”

The worst is when they say, “Teacher, I’m getting married, I’m pregnant, I’m having a baby—I don’t have to work!”

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Don’t be fooled into thinking that just because Tan Kelin’s team has a female doctoral student, Luo Yanfen, that they like to recruit female medical students; that’s a ridiculous misconception.

Luo Yanfen was only there for her rotational internship, and as a rotator, she wasn’t their own student to foster, so there was no need for concern. Besides, it wasn’t just their group; many clinical teaching teams in surgery had little interest in whether female medical students were up to the task. Girls were physically weaker than boys, performed worse during overtime, and were less favored for employment in clinical settings than boys.

Working in clinical practice was exhausting enough, training students was too much trouble, and if one really had to, only if—