Chapter 50: A teacher may be a lifetime of care
"Smart guy, you figured this out! Seeing through something but not saying it out loud is the highest level, do you understand?"
The professional medical staff knew that the words Zhou Can used to deceive the injured person were false as soon as they heard them.
I just admitted it openly.
"Hmph, if you want me to stop talking nonsense, that's fine. As a hush money, a cup of milk tea!"
The nurse smiled slyly and proposed conditions.
Zhou Can stared at her.
She was about 22-23 years old, with fair skin and a pretty face. She wasn't as stunningly beautiful as Yang Chan, but she was also pretty.
In fact, except for some older employees, the minimum requirement for being a nurse in Tuya Hospital is a bachelor's degree.
The university is a famous beauty forge.
A person who is well-read will be naturally elegant.
After a few years of college, girls generally complete an all-round transformation, with their temperament, figure, and dressing being all improved.
This is also an important reason why there are so many beautiful girls on university campuses.
Originally, his appearance score was only 80 points, but after entering university for a few years of further study, his score was immediately raised to over 95 points.
Facing Zhou Can's gaze, she boldly raised her head and looked back.
This nurse girl is really bold and unrestrained.
"It's no big deal, isn't it just a cup of milk tea? Deal!"
Zhou Can readily agreed to her request.
"Humph, I knew you wouldn't dare disobey."
She smiled triumphantly.
Zhou Can couldn't help but think to himself, "Fame brings trouble! Why does this nurse girl seem to be actively flirting with me?"
Of course, maybe he was just being overly sentimental.
Because the nurses in the hospital, whether married or unmarried, are all very smart.
Perhaps he saw Zhou Can's great potential and wanted to establish a good relationship with him in advance.
So that we can get some care in the future.
That's all.
"Call the next injured person in!" Zhou Can said to the nurse.
Jin Mingxi, who had just finished the first operation, found that Zhou Can had completed two operations in a short period of time, and couldn't help feeling pressured.
He didn't want to be mistaken by Dr. Xu as being lazy.
So it was decided to speed up the operation.
"Next one!"
He shouted too.
Zhou Can turned his head and looked over. Their eyes met and they smiled knowingly. They both saw a hint of fighting spirit in each other's eyes.
The two of them were preparing to compete to see who had treated more injured people.
Dr. Lu, who was assisting Dr. Xu, was sweating profusely. Seeing Zhou Can and Jin Mingxi working so hard on the operation, he couldn't help but secretly scold them for being stupid.
Since trainees do not participate in the department’s performance sharing, why should they work so hard?
How can a sparrow understand the ambition of a swan?
He just wanted to slack off all day, while Zhou Can and Jin Mingxi both had their own lofty goals. The three of them had a sharp contrast in their work attitudes.
…
Zhou Can treated thirteen injured people in one go, and Jin Mingxi treated ten.
"Next one!"
Zhou Can was still immersed in the soaring experience value.
The feeling of rapid upgrade is really great.
"Doctor Zhou, there are no patients needing first-level surgery outside! Hehehe!" The female nurse smiled at him with her hands covering her mouth.
"It's gone so soon?"
Zhou Can was still not satisfied, but had to give up.
"No matter how many patients there are, they can't withstand the cleaning up by two 'monsters' like you!"
The female nurse saw with her own eyes how hard Zhou Can and Jin Mingxi fought.
It even made her use the word monster in a positive sense.
"Dr. Zhou is the one who can be called a monster. I have saved several fewer patients than him. At most, I can only be considered diligent." Jin Mingxi continued with a smile.
Compared with Zhou Can, he is much older after all, and his hands and feet are not as flexible as those of young people.
In addition, Zhou Can has the bonus of experience value system, so he makes rapid progress.
Suturing, debridement, hemostasis, injection, all kinds of medical skills are becoming more and more refined, and the speed is constantly improving. The key quality is also improving. Speeding up without reducing quality, this is really terrifying.
At present, Zhou Can's debridement skills have been upgraded to Level 2, the lower level of resident doctors. His injection skills have also risen to Level 2, 48/100.
If there were enough patients, he could even upgrade the injection technique to level three in one day.
"Hehe, I'm just thinking about saving the patient from danger as soon as possible! The first-level surgery patient is gone, so it's not bad for me to help Doctor Xu."
Zhou Can walked towards the large operating table where Dr. Xu was.
Doctor Lu gave him a sly look.
"Our emergency department needs an activist like Dr. Zhou. You've come just in time. You can take over my assistant job. I'm going to go to the bathroom."
He had been wanting to slack off for a long time.
Seeing that Zhou Can was very active in his work, he directly captured Zhou Can and used him as a soldier.
Dr. Xu didn't say anything.
After all, people have three urgent needs. When someone was taking over, Dr. Lu asked to go to the toilet. This reason was irresistible.
Zhou Can was worried about not having enough opportunities to exercise.
Dr. Lu, the lazy fellow, gave him the job, which was like a pillow for someone who was sleepy. He gladly accepted it and took over the assistant's job.
The injured person's index finger was severed. The broken bones had been fixed with Kirschner wires and the tendons had been sutured.
Zhou Can looked at it with envy.
The risk of replanting a severed finger is relatively small. Now there are only three parts left to do: anastomosis of nerves and blood vessels and suturing of the cortex.
Try your best, maybe Dr. Xu will agree.
"Teacher, can I sew it up?"
Zhou Can mustered up the courage to ask.
Dr. Xu looked up at him in surprise and asked, "What did you call me?"
"Teacher!"
Zhou Can felt somewhat embarrassed.
In the emergency room, Dr. Xu did not hesitate to contradict Director Xie in order to protect Zhou Can. It was from that moment that Zhou Can regarded him as a teacher.
Or more precisely, the master.
In the hospital, interns and residents are sometimes forced to call senior doctors "teachers" due to workplace requirements.
There is nothing wrong with that in itself.
After all, this is the general environment.
But Zhou Can rarely calls him that. It always feels a bit awkward.
He prefers to call them by their job titles.
For example, director XX, or doctor XX.
This time, he called Dr. Xu "teacher" from the bottom of his heart, so when he called him, there was emotion in it.
"My eyesight is a little blurry. You young people are quick-witted and can do the rest of the cleaning work."
Dr. Xu actually agreed.
As for what he said about his blurry eyes, Zhou Can didn't believe it.
This is also a speaking skill when in front of patients.
If you don't say this, the patient is likely to object.
After all, everyone knows that young doctors have limited skills, and if they fail to connect the finger properly, the finger will be useless.
Now Dr. Xu claimed that his eyesight was blurry, and since only the "finishing" work was left, the patient did not object.
Zhou Can was overjoyed and took the position of the main surgeon to perform vascular and nerve anastomosis on the patient.
In the morning, I anastomosed two veins for the patient whose legs were crushed by wheels.
It's not particularly good, but it all fits together successfully.
The blood vessels of the severed finger being anastomosed at this moment are thinner, including arteries and nerves that need to be anastomosed.
The operation is much more difficult than the venous anastomosis in the morning.
That's why he was excited.
If the anastomosis is successful this time, it will be a major step forward in surgical capabilities.
Dr. Xu will assign him more advanced tasks.
With the help of a microscope, he began to concentrate on anastomosing the blood vessels.
To replant a severed finger, at least one artery and two veins must be connected to establish a normal blood circulation channel. Because the blood vessels are very thin, it is still very difficult.
The main thing is that Zhou Can’s current skills in anastomosis, suturing , and ligation are all only at the resident doctor level.
If only they could be upgraded to level four, reaching the attending level.
This kind of surgery is very stable.
This is why the higher authorities have set up a strict surgical graded admission system. Even senior residents can only perform level 1 surgeries. They can participate in level 2 surgeries under the guidance of senior doctors.
Note that it is participation, not hosting.
Of course, in actual operations in hospitals, senior doctors will delegate power appropriately when they feel that their doctors have the ability.
The so-called guidance is basically just standing by and checking.
Or check it out after the operation.
There is still a lot of room for maneuver here.
The anastomosis of the first blood vessel was not smooth. Zhou Can's forehead began to sweat, and he became more nervous.
