My Medical Skills Give Me Experience Points Chapter 1186 - 469: Airway Obstruction, All Diagnoses Correct

Once the morning rounds were complete, a lingering worry about Director Tang Fei's well-being still gnawed at him.

Having stirred up problems, it only makes sense to check on the other person's state.

Their bond with Director Tang Fei remained mostly that of boss and underling, with a touch of camaraderie, though it paled in comparison to the deep sibling-like tie he shared with Director Xue Yan.

A solid pretext conveniently arose for him to dial her number.

As he geared up to step into the emergency operating theater and dive into his daily tasks, he could use the inquiry about the youngster diagnosed the day before as his reason.

He dialed the number, and the line picked up without delay.

This suggested that all was proceeding smoothly for her.

"Director Tang, apologies for bothering you at this early hour!"

Zhou Can took the lead in speaking.

"No trouble whatsoever; I've already arrived at the hospital and started my duties." Her tone carried a cheerful vibe.

Gathering his resolve, Zhou Can ventured cautiously, "My regrets for the family disruption I caused yesterday! Should you require my help in sorting out any confusions, don't hesitate to tell me."

"Haha, yesterday's surprise took me off guard; just a little incident unfolded. Truth be told, I'm the one who ought to say sorry. Thankfully, after I laid out the facts to my husband, he settled right down. He even rose at dawn today to whip up breakfast for me!"

The previous day's events now struck her as quite funny.

Zhou Can had deliberately cautioned her against shutting the door to sidestep mix-ups. By chance, swamped with her responsibilities, she blanked on their wedding anniversary. Her partner showed up at the hospital laden with presents and spotted the office door sealed with Zhou Can cooped up inside for an extended period.

"Relieved to know it's all sorted. Has the child gone through the checkup yet?"

Upon learning the issue was cleared, Zhou Can exhaled a quiet breath of relief.

"By last evening, several departments had shut down, blocking any setup. Still, I talked it over with the relatives, and they consented to the tests. They ought to wrap up this morning."

Zhou Can had exited her office as the clock neared eight o'clock the previous night.

The bulk of the hospital's lab crew had already clocked out. The capsule endoscopy unit typically calls for scheduled slots, barring urgent situations.

"Dr. Zhou, Dr. Zhou, emergency case that way, face turning purple!"

The nurse was hunting for a seasoned physician to guide the lifesaving effort, yet the handover moment hadn't come. The senior-most doc on shift held the attending rank.

She caught sight of Zhou Can down the corridor near the window, engaged in a call, and dashed over for his support in haste.

"Alright, I'll be there in a flash!"

With those words, Zhou Can informed Director Tang Fei via the phone, "Director Tang, let's wrap this up for now. A critical patient demands my immediate aid here."

"Carry on with your responsibilities!"

Their conversation concluded.

Since the prior day's confusion hadn't severely strained her union, Zhou Can felt secure in his mind.

He trailed the nurse into the emergency section and promptly spotted an aged individual sprawled on a wheeled gurney. A pair of stressed kin stood vigil nearby. Dr. Xie remained on the overnight watch that day, as the transition hadn't kicked in yet.

He stood guard at the sorting station.

The sufferer lay unconscious, while Dr. Xie steadfastly delivered CPR.

That said, the man's visage bore a purplish-blue hue laced with ashen tones, a marker of faulty oxygen transfer, heralding an approaching end.

Dr. Xie's lifesaving maneuvers proved expert-level; the chest presses struck the ideal intensity. Once he completed thirty compressions, he administered rescue breaths to the patient.

For the rescue breathing, Dr. Xie selected the mouth-to-nose technique.

In these scenarios, it's often tough to part the patient's lips, amid grave injuries, in aquatic rescues, or if the rescuer's mouth is narrower than the patient's.

Movies and series frequently depict the heroine submerged and the hero planting a mouth-to-mouth kiss for revival. That's solely for storyline flair and ranks as wholly amateurish.

The proper technique calls for mouth-to-nose rescue breathing.

Moreover, should a female physician or nurse stumble upon a abrupt collapse victim roadside requiring CPR, a woman's lips typically measure smaller than a man's. Provided their mental fortitude holds firm, they might opt for the mouth-to-nose approach.

For if the female medic attempts standard mouth-to-mouth, her lips could prove too petite to fully seal the patient's. The forced air would leak through unsealed areas, failing to reach the patient's lungs.

Such an outcome qualifies as futile rescue breathing.

Blowing air into the patient's mouth sans clamping the nostrils marks an inept save, commonplace among untrained folk. It's a basic blunder.

"The patient's air passage appears obstructed somehow."

Zhou Can's broad background in emergencies let him discern that, amid the rescue breaths, the patient's torso rose and fell distinctly.

This showed the delivered air had successfully invaded the lungs.

Aiding in the expansion of the patient's pulmonary sacs.

Everyone knows pulmonary ventilation relies on the expansion and shrinkage of the air sacs. On a basic level, envision the paired lungs inflating like balloons for drawing in air, then deflating for release.

Dissecting rodents lays bare the lung transformations vividly.

As for slicing open the anatomy instructor, that's beyond ridiculous.

Specimens for medical studies consist of cadavers from folks whose time had passed. Experimenting on live people? Only the wartime Japanese fiends displayed such savage, inhuman brutality.

Zhou Can drew near and sought to angle the patient's head higher, cradling the chin and elevating gently.

This represents the standard head-tilt-chin-lift procedure.

The patient's jaws clamped shut rigidly, sealing the mouth tight.

Exerting mild pressure, he coaxed the mouth ajar to a width of roughly two or three centimeters, then inspected the interior of the oral space.