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At eleven o’clock, two patients arrived. Chen Cang looked up to see that they were brought by someone familiar.

Fan Yunxia walked in with two women in their thirties and went straight to the office to find Chen Cang, “Doctor Chen! Oh, I’m here to thank you this time.”

“My hand is so much better now! Look, it doesn’t affect anything I do, I’m really overjoyed!”

As she spoke, Fan Yunxia placed the fruit she brought on the doctor’s office table.

Chen Cang smiled, “This is what I’m supposed to do.”

Fan Yunxia’s face beamed with happiness, she laughed nervously and said, “Doctor Chen, the reason we came today is actually to ask for your help again. These two are my colleagues from the factory, they’ve come for sutures. I specifically came to find you.”

“You’ve got to help us out, please!”

In fact, most patients felt a deep sense of gratitude toward their doctors.

Faced with illness, everyone was filled with confusion and unknowns, all hoping to find a reliable doctor.

And in Fan Yunxia’s view, Chen Cang was a good doctor.

Chen Cang nodded and stood up with a smile, “No problem, Sister Fan, just bring them in.”

Upon hearing Chen Cang’s words, Fan Yunxia felt very honored, quickly expressed her thanks with a smile, and nodded, “Alright! Doctor Cang, I’ll bring them in.”

After saying that, Fan Yunxia turned to her two colleagues, “I’ve spoken to him for you, now follow me in.”

“This is the Doctor Chen I’ve been telling you about. Last time, Sister Ying and I came to him for suturing, look how well I’ve recovered, it doesn’t affect anything. This time, let Doctor Cang perform your surgery.”

The two women lit up, looking at Chen Cang with gratitude, “Thank you, Doctor Chen.”

Chen Cang nodded with a smile, “Come with me to the treatment room, I need to assess the situation first.”

“Sister, you’re more familiar with the procedure, please start by taking the patient’s family to handle the paperwork. I’ll check on the patients. First, we’ll go for an examination, then I’ll arrange the surgery.”

Fan Yunxia nodded, smiling in agreement, and took the patient’s family to fill out the paperwork.

An Yanjun and Qin Yue also hurriedly stood up and followed Chen Cang toward the treatment room.

After the checkup, and once the MRI results came back around twelve-thirty, the patients’ conditions weren’t severe; typically, such cases would wait until the afternoon for surgery.

However, seeing how anxious they were, Chen Cang decided to perform the surgery immediately.

During the two surgeries, Chen Cang taught as he operated. An Yanjun listened intently, occasionally asking questions.

Chen Cang, undisturbed, continued to explain in detail to An Yanjun, what type of break required which suturing technique.

The so-called rigid and inflexible methods of suturing were, in the eyes of Chen Cang, full of weaknesses and no longer in use.

Chen Cang had mastered a set of his own suturing techniques, selecting the optimal suturing method for different types of breaks and injuries.

Fixed methods had become unnecessary constraints for Chen Cang, devising the most appropriate and precise way for each patient’s wound was what mattered most.

It was like martial arts techniques; Chen Cang had reached the state where “no technique is better than technique.”

In his view, whether it was the Bunnell suture or Tang method, they were just techniques for beginners to quickly get a handle on, the real task was to understand the essence of suturing through these methods.

When your technical skill isn’t up to standard, using a method is the quickest and easiest way to get started.

Department Head An Yanjun had extensive experience with tendon suturing and had mastered many techniques.

Since he hadn’t yet progressed from advanced to the master level… surely, there was some insight missing.

Chen Cang had planned to explain some special techniques and uses tailored to An Yanjun’s deficiencies, but…

Upon reflection, Chen Cang suddenly had a new idea, which was not to let him learn too many suturing methods, but rather to suture according to his own philosophy. After all, his suturing philosophy was derived from the essence of those suturing methods, but… he wondered what the success rate would be?

Actually, this is what is called the “Chen Method”!

If Chen Cang were to explain what the “Chen Method” is, he wouldn’t be able to clarify, for the “Chen Method” is not a fixed set of procedures, but a complete set of treatment philosophies.

It includes how to reduce adhesion, how to speed up recovery, how to strengthen tension, and so on.

The two surgeries did not take long but left An Yanjun dumbfounded.

Originally, in An Yanjun’s eyes, Chen Cang had a deep understanding of various suturing methods, and An Yanjun felt that he might not have grasped the special techniques of these suturing methods.

However, according to Chen Cang’s philosophy, it wasn’t so!

An Yanjun felt that he had caught a glimpse of clues, but still could not grasp them concretely.

Of course, it was definitely not going to be easy.

There was too little to learn from two surgeries, but they were also sufficient to express some things clearly.

After the surgeries, An Yanjun looked at Chen Cang with eyes full of doubt and disbelief.

“Xiao Chen… I can’t make out what suturing method you just used. What suturing method is this? It seemed very impressive to me.”

Qin Yue also nodded blankly.

Chen Cang smiled faintly, “This is the ‘Chen Method’!”

Both of them were puzzled.

Upon hearing this, Qin Yue snorted with a laugh, “Putting on airs again…”

But An Yanjun’s brows were tightly furrowed, his eyes intently staring at Chen Cang, “Did you come up with this on your own?”

Chen Cang nodded.

Suddenly, An Yanjun sincerely asked, “Can you teach me?”

Qin Yue was taken aback, seeing Director An so serious and earnest, it did not seem like a joke.

Could it be… Chen Cang really developed his so-called “Chen Method”?

At this thought, Qin Yue was full of shock and disbelief.

Indeed, even with Qin Yue’s extensive research and learning, his understanding of tendon suturing was extremely limited; Rome wasn’t built in a day.

An Yanjun was different. Coming from orthopedics, he had sufficient understanding of tendon suturing, and seeing Chen Cang’s operations, he naturally noticed many details.

Some things he couldn’t articulate, but they were very profound.

This realization struck An Yanjun suddenly, making him aware that Chen Cang was not joking.

That’s why he asked Chen Cang if he could teach him.

Chen Cang smiled, “Of course.”

An Yanjun breathed a sigh of relief!

“Thank you, Xiao Chen!”

At three in the afternoon, several tendon injury patients arrived one after the other, and for several surgeries, Chen Cang was the chief surgeon with An Yanjun as his assistant.

Qin Yue and Wang Qian stood silently to the side, exchanging glances…

They suddenly realized that they had been abandoned by their own chief surgeon!