My Wife Is A Miracle Doctor In The 80s

Chapter 1012: Chapter 996 Opportunity Chapter 1012: Chapter 996 Opportunity Because no other doctor had hands as dexterous and free as hers.

Of course, everyone also knew that besides being nimble, Tang Yuxin’s hands had something else—something that could not be acquired through training but was a realm unattainable by others in their lifetime.

It was her pair of hands that could sense the slightest changes in a patient’s blood vessels.

Although the current changes were weak, even the slightest variation could greatly benefit her surgery, making it much faster and more precise than others’.

Of course, the success rate was also significantly higher.

It was because of Tang Yuxin’s ability to detect problem blood vessels in advance that the surgery went so smoothly, and of course, it was also because of her supremely dexterous hands.

A surgery that was expected to be highly difficult and to take around nine hours was completed in less than five.

Then it was time for the suturing.

“Zhou Xiaomeng, you come.”

Tang Yuxin stepped aside to let Zhou Xiaomeng come over.

“I…”

Zhou Xiaomeng stood there, too scared to move.

Was it really her turn?

The surgery was so challenging, and she was scared she couldn’t do it.

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“Yes, come here.”

Tang Yuxin called Zhou Xiaomeng over, giving her an opportunity—an opportunity that Xiaomeng had worked hard for herself.

Tang Yuxin may not have said it out loud, but she remembered all of Xiaomeng’s efforts.

Zhou Xiaomeng’s professional skills were not lacking; she had studied seriously in school and was not just coasting through.

Her original grades were naturally good, otherwise, she wouldn’t have been assigned to the main hospital as an intern.

She was just an average person, with no background or connections to rely on.

Everything she had achieved came from her own hard work, so getting here by her genuine knowledge and skills was an accomplishment.

Moreover, she had always worked hard and diligently, and of course, her hands were also well-shaped.

Having such hands would provide her with great opportunities for development in the future.

Because her fingers would be very flexible, just like Tang Yuxin’s.

This was an innate attribute, something that could not be achieved through later efforts alone.

Zhou Xiaomeng swallowed hard, then approached, but she was still very nervous.

“Don’t be nervous, just do as you usually would.”

Tang Yuxin stood aside and waited.

Now only the final suturing phase was left.

A doctor’s suturing skill could mean a quicker recovery if good, or at worst, an unsightly scar—but in the end, there wasn’t much difference.

The main goal was to save lives.

Once a life was saved, did it really matter whether the scar looked good or not?

Zhou Xiaomeng took the needle and thread, her hand shaking severely.

She really couldn’t handle it; her nerves were such that she couldn’t even hold the needle steady.

Yet as she looked at Tang Yuxin, seeing her calm, composed expression and hands clasped behind her back, Xiaomeng felt a sense of safety and encouragement.

She closed her eyes and took a deep breath.

She told herself she could do it; she had to be able to do it.

Her suturing skills in school had always been at the top.

When she stitched pigskin, her tutor had praised her, saying her suturing was on par with that of fully trained hospital doctors.

After arriving at the main hospital, she had also managed wound care for many patients, and all had turned out well.

So she could do this; she absolutely could.

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Every intern like her had to reach this stage and hurdle across this challenge.

They had to learn to face it on their own, to solve problems independently.

It wasn’t just her; Tang Yuxin had gone through the same process.

Tang Yuxin’s current high success rate in surgeries hadn’t just appeared out of nowhere; she had worked her way up from moments like these.

So she could do it.

Zhou Xiaomeng then opened her eyes and took several long breaths.

Her hands stopped shaking, and her demeanor calmed down a lot compared to before.

Not only did she calm down, but her performance also improved significantly.

She began to suture the patient.

Initially, her movements were slow, but gradually she reached her usual standard, and her speed increased.

She attained the level of performance she was known for in school.

The others in the operating room were surprised by Xiaomeng’s suturing skills.

In this hospital, Tang Yuxin was recognized as the best when it came to suturing.

No one else had better needlework skills than her.

The second best was this Zhou Xiaomeng.

Who would have thought that Xiaomeng, small in stature and with a baby face, and even her voice ringing with a childlike tone, would have such a skilled pair of hands—her actions were steady, not like a novice at all.

And when she focused, she seemed to share a similarity with Tang Yuxin.

If she continued to develop in this way and found a good mentor to guide her, her progress would be swift, and she might become another outstanding internist in their hospital.

And this seemed quite certain because Xiaomeng was being mentored by Tang Yuxin, who, unlike other doctors, would teach all she knew to her interns.

How much they learned depended on their comprehension and destiny.

Having given Xiaomeng an opportunity so early on, it seemed likely that she would receive many more chances than others.

Not for any other reason, but because Tang Yuxin’s surgical queue itself was the highest in the hospital.

And when Xiaomeng finished the suturing, her forehead was covered in sweat, as if even her clothes were soaked through.

But thankfully, she hadn’t embarrassed herself; the stitching was satisfactory to her, and she hadn’t let herself down, nor had she let Tang Yuxin down.

She exhaled a sigh of relief and stepped aside.

Then a nurse stepped forward to conduct the final check on the patient.

This surgery, which was meant to last over nine hours and could have gone longer, finished more than four hours early.

Everyone had been prepared to stand for over a dozen hours, possibly without the ability to go home or eat until late into the night.

But now, several hours were miraculously shaved off.

This wasn’t just great for the patient’s family; it was also best for the medical staff.

Standing for over a dozen hours without even being able to sit was truly exhausting.