Chapter 175 Medical Skills Competition
Chapter 175 Medical Skills Competition
The weather was sunny, the sunlight outside the window was a little dazzling, and cicadas chirped all over the campus.
An Xiaoyue was in a peaceful mood; it was a beautiful morning.
She was wearing a white lab coat and sat with her team members Hua Lan, Zhou Ping, and Cheng Zhuoli.
However, Zhou Ping and Hua Lan's posture betrayed their nervousness.
On the stage, the principal delivered a speech.
The heads of various departments and honorary deans were all seated on the stage, including my uncle Leng Yushan.
"Now, we will proceed to our second item. Comrade Leng Yushan, Director of the Department of Clinical Medicine and Honorary Dean, will read out the competition rules."
An Xiaoyue and everyone else clapped together.
Today, my uncle was wearing a white short-sleeved shirt, with the hem tucked into his pants.
Compared to his father's refined and scholarly demeanor, his uncle cared more about comfort.
Other leaders would dress in suits and ties even when it was hot, but he only cared about staying cool.
"Hello everyone, those of you gathered here today are all outstanding students from our Department of Clinical Medicine. There are ten groups, forty students in total. Three of these groups are eight-year undergraduate, master's, and doctoral students from the Department of Clinical Medicine who met the requirements and directly entered the finals. The remaining groups have all come through the rounds of competition."
"The following is the reading of the rules for this competition. The competition consists of three stages: First, case analysis..."
Everyone already knew the rules and regulations when they registered, but given the tension of the competition, probably not many people will be able to listen to them carefully now.
However, not all students and teachers watching the live stream necessarily know the details of the competition.
For example, Fu Jinyun, An Jiaren, and Leng Shize.
Therefore, reading out the charter is a necessary step.
After the reading was finished, the first step was the case analysis.
Under the guidance of the teachers, each group member sat two seats apart and was only allowed to pull out the extendable table from their own seat.
When the teacher distributed the test questions and answer sheets, the teacher hosting the competition held a microphone and told everyone, "There are four case analyses in total. Each member will do one. The test questions will be passed on in sequence. You can start answering the questions once the timer starts. The answering time is twenty minutes."
When the test papers were being distributed, An Xiaoyue glanced at her uncle and noticed that he was looking at her with concern.
An Xiaoyue smiled slightly and shook her head to indicate that she felt no discomfort.
She placed her hand on her abdomen and ventriloquistically said, "Lucky, you have to be good. This is a competition you and Mommy are participating in together, so you have to cooperate with Mommy to get first place. Otherwise, Mommy won't be able to do her internship at the hospital she likes."
Just as I was thinking this, the two judges on stage simultaneously pressed the electronic timer.
"Phew~" An Xiaoyue exhaled, picked up her pen, and calmly read the questions.
The case she received wasn't difficult; it was a common clinical emergency.
Myocardial infarction.
She is very experienced.
Before the Lunar New Year, Grandpa Fu was so angered by Fu Wantang that he suffered a heart attack and was hospitalized.
Therefore, she has a particularly clear memory of differentiating between angina and myocardial infarction.
Of course, life is an organic whole; if there is a problem with the heart, there will inevitably be diseases in other systems.
After carefully reading and analyzing the answer sheet, she began to write furiously.
The case that Hua Lan drew was much more complicated. The patient was elderly, had chronic obstructive pulmonary disease, accompanied by heart failure, and had also taken a lot of traditional Chinese medicine to regulate his body.
Even with her good mindset, she was still bewildered when she saw those few Chinese herbs.
When she got anxious, her palms started to sweat.
"A delicate girl can't be a military wife!"
"You panic when something happens, which only makes me more worried."
"You should find a guy to date and marry, don't wait for me."
The man's deep voice rang in her ears, and Hua Lan's palms became even sweatier, making the pen slippery.
Hua Lan bit her lip, wiped the sweat from her palms on her trouser leg, and forced herself to calm down.
But An Xiaoyue, who was two seats away, could still hear her heavy breathing.
An Xiaoyue stopped writing and silently looked at her.
Hua Lan seemed to sense something and looked over in a panic.
An Xiaoyue nodded, returning her gaze with a firm look.
For some reason, Hua Lan's heart calmed down immediately.
Hualan, if you can't do it, no one else can either. Follow Xiaoyue's advice and analyze each test report one by one. We'll definitely be able to answer all the diagnoses. Once we find the cause and diagnosis, we can provide a treatment plan.
Hua Lan silently cheered herself on.
Hua Lan, you can do it. You need to prove to him that you can.
"Write your own, don't look around, it's useless to look, your cases are different."
The teacher's soft voice drifted over, seemingly implying something.
An Xiaoyue withdrew her gaze and focused on the case analysis she was writing.
Feeling guilty, Hua Lan pretended to glance at the time on the big screen.
Five minutes have passed! So fast!
Her heart pounded with panic. She immediately lowered her head, gripped the pen tightly, and began to write with heavy strokes.
In the quiet auditorium, the occasional sounds of students flipping through medical records or the footsteps of patrolling teachers could be heard.
An Xiaoyue focused her attention and wrote down all the points about myocardial infarction, including treatment and recuperation, before she felt a sense of relief.
It's so satisfying to write down everything you're thinking on paper.
She looked up at the time; there was one minute and fifty-eight seconds left.
Let's check again to see if there's anything else that needs to be added.
The young teacher, standing a step behind her, was drawn to her neat and orderly answer sheet and couldn't help but take another look.
Notice her name: An Xiaoyue.
The rare talent praised by professors, but the classmate considered morally corrupt by classmates?
The teacher couldn't help but glance at her protruding belly, and after confirming that she was An Xiaoyue, her gaze fell on her answer sheet.
The young teacher, who had only been working for a short time, could immediately tell from An Xiaoyue's answering style that she was someone with clinical experience.
From the analysis of the cause of the disease to the recuperation after discharge, her answer sheet is a standard template for the analysis of myocardial infarction cases.
Her answer sheet was clean and neat, and her handwriting was beautiful and elegant, showing that she had a clear mind and a firm grasp of the relevant knowledge points.
Getting full marks on this is no problem.
The teacher glanced at her fair profile and walked down the steps.
A moment later, the teacher on stage called a halt.
"Now all students stop writing and put your hands under the table. The teachers will collect your answer sheets and test papers."
An Xiaoyue did as instructed.
The scoring rule for the first station is the sum of the total scores of the four students.
All the answer sheets were collected, and the four judges selected quickly graded them. Each judge had ten answer sheets, all with the same question, so it didn't take much time.
"Next..." As soon as the teacher hosting the competition began to speak, all the students in the audience focused their attention on him. "Each group member sits in front, and each group sends one representative to the stage to draw lots for the topic of the second competition."
Everyone started moving. After An Xiaoyue and her classmates had almost finished moving, she went to sit down next to Hua Lan.
This was something they had discussed beforehand; An Xiaoyue told the three of them not to worry about her, that she would find her herself.
The four sat together, but none of them, like the other groups, discussed the case analysis from the first stop.
The class monitor, Zhou Ping, asked the three of them directly, "Who should we pick from our group?"
"If the three of you decide, I'm pregnant, so I won't go." An Xiaoyue voluntarily withdrew.
"My hands sweat a lot, and I'm afraid they'll smell bad," Hua Lan said, also backing out.
Zhou Ping laughed, "You're the one. You draw this time, and Zhuo Li will draw the next time."
Hua Lan looked distressed. "No way, what if I draw the hardest one?"
"We've formed a team, which means we trust each other a lot. Don't always think negatively. Whatever we draw, it's good for us."
Encouraged by the class monitor, Hua Lan nodded, displaying a fearless spirit, "I'll go."
The three watched as Hua Lan went to line up for the lottery. Suddenly, the class monitor hooked his arm around Cheng Zhuoli's shoulder and said, "You too, Zhuoli."
Cheng Zhuoli clenched his fist, trying to make up for his lack of confidence with his imposing manner, "Don't worry, I play basketball, my hands are calloused, I'll definitely draw the most fun question for you."
"Okay, with you saying that, we're sure to get first place!"
Cheng Zhuoli looked at the two of them, gritted his teeth, and gave a bitter smile.
Not long after, Hua Lan returned with a long face.
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