My Medical Skills Give Me Experience Points Chapter 1 1 One Hundred Thousand Sutures
In the shared dorm for intern physicians at Tuya Hospital, the rest of the roommates had either not come back from their night duties or were deep in slumber.
A good-looking young fellow alone kept working relentlessly on his suturing exercises.
"201st stitch, 202nd stitch..."
Zhou Can would quietly tally each suture he finished.
His target for the day was to finish 300 stitches.
Despite being worn out and waves of sleepiness crashing over him, he gritted his teeth and pushed on.
He needed to push himself hard; as the internship period neared its close and he aimed to secure a position here, the residency selection in just two days stood as his sole opportunity.
Tuya Hospital, being a top-tier provincial facility, boasted full equipment and numerous renowned specialists.
Landing a job there would allow him to master cutting-edge medical methods, expand his views, and raise his broad perspective. The potential for advancement was huge, and prospects looked promising.
All interns desired to remain, ensuring fierce rivalry.
He excelled only in pathological diagnosis; his overall medical expertise trailed far behind the top performers among interns.
To remain, he required more effort than his peers.
The pigskin, packed with tight stitches, testified to his hard work.
Pigskin mimics human skin well, serving as a prime material for suturing drills.
The nearer the training medium to actual human tissue, the superior the practice results.
Sleepiness intensified, and the clock on the wall showed midnight already.
He dashed to splash cold water on his face, shook off the drowsiness, and kept going with determination.
Nearly two hours passed before he forced himself to hit 300 stitches through sheer willpower.
[Congratulations, you have completed a hundred thousand sutures and triggered the Experience Points system. Medical practice and surgeries will now earn you medical skill Experience Points.]
Zhou Can shook his head hard.
What on earth is this?
As his mind drifted, an even more wondrous event occurred.
A panel materialized in front of his vision.
[Zhou Can, Intern Doctor]
[Pathological Diagnosis, Level 2, Current Experience Points 89.5/100. Diagnostic ability at an excellent standard for residency training.]
[Incision, Level 1, Current Experience Points 7.6/10. Dissection ability at a moderate level for interns.]
[Suturing, Level 1, Current Experience Points 8.1/10. Suturing ability at an excellent level for interns.]
[Ligation, Level 1, Current Experience Points 8.5/10. Ligation ability at an excellent level for interns.]
[Hemostasis, Level 1, Current Experience Points 4.8/10. Hemostasis ability at a failing level for interns.]
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Having checked all the stats, he deemed the evaluations quite accurate.
Pathological diagnosis remained his forte and sole advantage.
In case reviews during department meetings, he surpassed most other interns.
Suturing and ligation counted as the skills he drilled the most.
Achieving excellent intern status in them came as no shock.
His other abilities fell short because of finite stamina and inability to concentrate on everything.
"What's the purpose of this Experience Points system?"
Zhou Can had gone through plenty of stories where leads gained a system and soared in power. With this luck hitting him now, he eagerly planned to exploit this treasure fully.
He attempted one more stitch on the pigskin.
[+0.1 Suturing Experience, +0.1 Ligation Experience.]
Euphoria washed over him uncontrollably.
Earlier, after a hundred thousand suturing reps, his exp stayed at 8.1. Yet now, a single stitch bumped it to 8.2; the growth felt explosive.
With this exp gain speed, merely 18 additional stitches would elevate his Suturing Skill to Level 2.
Suddenly invigorated, his fatigue vanished entirely.
Disregarding the late hour past midnight, he pressed on with suturing the pigskin.
His Experience Points climbed swiftly.
Upon finishing the fourteenth stitch, a jolt like an electric shock revitalized him completely.
[Congratulations, your Ligation Skill has advanced to Level 2! Current Experience Points 0/100. Ligation ability at a lower standard for residency training.]
He sensed a fresh height in his grasp, use, and execution of ligation.
Amazing, already up to training level in no time!
With needle in grip, the world bows to me.
Eager to try his enhanced ability, he swiftly formed a square knot using both hands right there.
It took just 0.5 seconds.
Previously, a square knot demanded at least 5 seconds from him; now his pace had multiplied by ten.
Moreover, versus his pre-upgrade knots, the tidiness and strength were leagues better.
Rumor has it that senior surgeons' knotting prowess lets them wield the needle single-handed on delicate tofu pudding or soft cotton balls, securing firm ties without harming the fragile material.
Consider tofu pudding's delicacy; it crumbles under minimal pull while knotting.
Zhou Can lagged far from such mastery.
Still, he trusted that this extraordinary Experience Points system could enable him to outdo even the directors one day.
After dual-hand knotting, he challenged single-hand tying, clocking 18 seconds with a solid result that tugged slightly on the stitched spot.
He skipped trying knots while holding forceps in one hand.
If plain hand tying proved tricky, forceps would fare worse.
Like wuxia heroes honing swordplay until the blade feels part of the body for basic success.
In his grasp, forceps and tweezers hadn't achieved that lively state.
They felt awkward, nowhere near fluid.
Zhou Can bowed his head and drilled on diligently.
Since ligation advanced, his suturing pace quickened somewhat.
Before long, his Suturing Skill exp joyfully hit 10/10.
[Congratulations, your Suturing Skill has advanced to Level 2! Current Experience Points 0/100. Suturing ability is at a lower level within the training standards.]
At last, the upgrade arrived.
A goofy smile spread across his face.
The thrill of boosting his medical prowess captivated him.
This progress also narrowed the divide with elite interns.
Improving this fast, he'd soon leave them behind.
Post-suturing level-up, prior puzzles in suturing cleared up instantly. His handling and performance in suturing leaped forward.
He yearned to test the new Suturing Skill.
Grasping forceps and needle, he punctured the pigskin, passed the thread, and knotted it.
These actions flowed seamlessly, carrying a touch of expert grace.
Time per stitch dropped by nearly 50 seconds. The suturing quality soared; wound edges matched perfectly, needle entry angle was ideal, and spacing from the edge was precise.
Such was the post-upgrade suturing prowess.
Glancing at his old sutures now.
Just one word summed them: "Garbage!"
He instantly spotted every weakness and error in them.
It resembled reviewing first-grade assignments from sixth-grade eyes, brimming with scorn. How could the script be so messy? How could basic math err so badly, what a fool.
His swift medical skill surge made the hidden stress from top interns fade away almost totally.
Replacing it was overflowing assurance shining in his gaze.
Right then, the pigskin lay fully stitched.
Zhou Can took up the scalpel, intent on extracting every last bit of value from it.
Selecting the proper angle, the blade sliced through cautiously.
[Cutting Experience +0.1.]
Each incision granted 0.1 Cutting Experience.
After 21 slices, the pigskin became worthless.
Noting his Incision Skill needed just 0.3 more exp for Level 2, though hesitant, he discarded the ruined piece.
Come tomorrow, he'd purchase fresh pigskin and definitely push Incision to Level 2.
The clock neared 1 a.m.; rest time had come.
Work awaited him in the morning.