My Medical Skills Give Me Experience Points

He turned his head to check on Jin Mingxi's progress.

Much better than his.

The cutting speed wasn't fast, but it was very steady.

"Wow! Your cutting skills are impressive, each slice is almost the same thickness." Zhou Can walked over and picked up the carrot slices cut by Jin Mingxi, finding that Jin Mingxi's knife skills were comparable to a chef's.

"Hehe, I used to chop pig feed for my family every day when I was a kid, so I guess that's some accumulation!"

Jin Mingxi said with a laugh.

Every step in life counts.

The knife skills he had accumulated from chopping pig feed as a child now greatly helped him.

"If you're not cutting smoothly, you can try cutting a carrot into quarters first; it might be easier to practice that way," Jin Mingxi suggested.

Zhou Can tried finding a fruit knife and cut the carrot into quarters from the middle, then practiced with a surgical knife.

Indeed, it went much smoother.

[Cutting Experience +0.0001. +0.0001...]

Each cut, the experience increased by 0.0001.

Luckily, he didn't need to rely on this to earn experience points to level up, otherwise, Zhou Can would have cried.

His Incision Skill was now Level 4, needing 10,000 experience points to level up. With each addition being only 0.0001, he'd need to cut a hundred million times to reach Level 5.

He probably wouldn't level up even by the day he's put in a coffin.

As Zhou Can repeatedly practiced, his carrot cutting motions became more and more skilled, and the speed also increased.

After all, he did have a Level 4 Incision Skill as a foundation.

He kept getting better at it.

Jin Mingxi heard a flurry of cutting sounds coming from nearby, stopped practicing, and turned to look at Zhou Can.

"Monster!"

He couldn't help but curse.

Zhou Can's rate of improvement made him feel desperate.

Competing with such a demon, he couldn't hope to surpass him in this lifetime. He could only watch helplessly as Zhou Can started behind yet ended up far ahead, leaving him far behind.

Eventually disappearing at the end of his level.

Four hours later, Zhou Can had four large bags of cut carrots around him.

He stopped the rapid cutting practice.

Mainly because his arms couldn't take it anymore.

Despite his excellent physical fitness, cutting carrots at high speed for a long time was still challenging.

His arms were both sore and aching.

Both left and right.

It's worth mentioning that this was the first time he trained his left and right hands equally.

Although he would consciously train his left hand's coordination and arm muscles before, it could never compare with his right hand.

Dr. Xu had insisted they practice with both hands, and he took that advice.

This was also laying a good foundation for becoming a famous surgeon in the future.

Zhou Can squatted down to check the carrot slices in the four bags.

The first bag was the worst.

Being the initial attempt, there were some mishandlings.

The thickness of the carrot slices wasn't uniform, and some even needed two cuts to be completely sliced.

The second bag was much better, and the third bag showed even more improvement.

By the last bag, the cutting was quite good.

The thickness varied only slightly, quite uniform.

And the cuts were even, relatively smooth.

His improvement was truly visible.

Jin Mingxi also came over to check his practice results, and was amazed.

"You're a freak, living with you really undermines one's confidence."

He said quite discouraged.

"Don't put me on a pedestal! There's still a significant difference between my carrot slices and yours, don't think I don't know."

Zhou Can trying to surpass Jin Mingxi's many years of knife practice in just one day was unrealistic.

He had a clear awareness of this.

"From now on, I can't call you Mingxi anymore, I have to call you Old Jin."

"Why?"

Jin Mingxi didn't understand and looked at him.

"Really want to know?"

Zhou Can grabbed a handful of radish slices he had cut, comparing them with Jin Mingxi's to find the differences and improve.

"Nonsense! Just say it!"

Jin Mingxi hated it when he beat around the bush.

"In the TV shows, isn't there a swindler named Jin? It's from that old TV drama from the 90s. The guy riding a bicycle with a golden front tooth."

"I'm not that swindler! I protest being called Old Jin!"

Jin Mingxi couldn't accept being tagged as a swindler, protesting with a darkened face.

"Protest invalid. Comrade Old Jin, it's almost nine in the evening now, let's go solve our dinner problem."

Zhou Can picked up two big bags of carrots and headed out the door.

The path of growth in surgery is a tough one, the sweat and hardship are hard for outsiders to see.

But it is also joyful.

Every advancement in medical skill means more confidence when handling various difficult surgeries on the operating table.

Ten years of practice for just one minute of performance!

The two practiced rapid knife skills, so engrossed that they forgot to eat, and it was almost nine o'clock and they hadn't had dinner yet.

...

After throwing away the trash, the hospital cafeteria was definitely closed by now.

Zhou Can invited Jin Mingxi to a tasty restaurant, spending over a hundred yuan, much more expensive than the hospital.

Fortunately, the taste was decent.

After eating, they returned to their dormitory, Zhou Can practiced the grasping technique and implantation technique.

Jin Mingxi, however, was reading a medical book.

Between the two, the younger Zhou Can definitely had more drive.

While practicing the grasping and implantation technique, Zhou Can also remembered Dr. Xu's advice about practicing with both hands. He tried to grasp the forceps with his left hand.

First, he picked up a dry soybean with the right hand, then the left hand took over using the forceps.

Once, he failed.

Twice, still failed.

...

On the twenty-first try, he finally succeeded. The left hand holding the forceps successfully grabbed and held the soybean without dropping it.

[Congratulations, you have acquired Advanced Medical Skill: Transfer Technique. During surgery, this allows the transfer of vascular stents, metal rings, bite screws, and bone pins among surgical materials, as well as human tissue, accomplishing left and right hand switches or opposite direction retraction.]

[Transfer Technique Experience Points +0.1.]

Zhou Can burst into joy.

Originally, he was just preparing to practice the agility and grasping capability of his left hand but unexpectedly acquired a new advanced medical skill.

During minimally invasive surgery, transferring is a frequently used medical skill.

However, very few doctors are good at it.

Just like Zhou Can transferring a soybean earlier, it took him twenty-one tries to succeed.

He checked his medical skill properties.

[Transfer Technique, Level 1, current Experience Points 0.1/10. Below par for an intern.]

Unlike other medical skills that start at the resident doctor level once acquired, this is a brand new Level 1 medical skill.

Zhou Can needs to improve it bit by bit.

Transferring a soybean successfully adds 0.1 Experience Points, which is actually not a slow improvement rate.

Mainly, the initial phase, due to a low success rate, takes more than twenty tries to succeed once.

This leads to a slow leveling-up speed.

Zhou Can decided to start by leveling it up a bit.

0.1 per transfer, 100 transfers would reach 10 Experience Points.

Certainly, reaching Level 2 tonight would not be a problem.