My Medical Skills Give Me Experience Points Chapter 1207: 477: Medical Ethics, Truly a Pneumothorax

“You mentioned doing another larger surgery, how extensive would it be?”

Director Xue Yan held Zhou Can’s view in high regard.

When it came to surgical methods, Zhou Can’s expertise appeared even more remarkable than his skills in diagnosing illnesses. Particularly as his experience with operations grew richer, bolstered by his vast understanding and the key insights he absorbed from various lead surgeons in both medical and surgical fields, Dr. Xu often commended him for crafting operation strategies.

In the realm of geniuses worldwide, they typically consist of 30% innate ability, 60% hard work and dedication, and 10% lucky breaks, which together propel them to prominence.

“It could involve a complete sternectomy! More precisely, it should be adjusted based on the patient’s present state.”

Zhou Can had gone to see the patient in the ward earlier, only to be chased away by the patient’s daughter.

“Come on, since you’re available now, I’ll go with you to the ward. We should aim to settle the operation plan today.” She was aware that Zhou Can’s schedule was packed, with nonstop duties daily.

The tough challenges in Cardiothoracic Surgery frequently depended on Zhou Can to sort them out.

The pair made their way back to the ward.

Spotting Director Xue Yan step into the ward, the patient’s daughter quickly flashed a sycophantic grin.

“Hello, Director Xue! It’s so heartwarming that you’ve come to check on my father this late.”

“Your father’s illness is advancing swiftly, and the intensifying infection might bring unforeseen risks. The earlier we handle it, the safer it’ll be. So, when Dr. Zhou arrived, I hurried to bring him here for a check-up, hoping we can have a plan in place today.”

Director Xue Yan replied with a warm smile.

She took care to highlight Zhou Can’s importance as well.

“Oh… he, he…”

The patient’s daughter clasped her hand over her mouth, gazing at Zhou Can in shock. She felt profound regret for her earlier behavior.

Director Xue Yan’s words made it evident that her father’s care hinged on Zhou Can.

Had she realized this young physician was so skilled, she never would have acted that way toward him.

“Don’t let Dr. Zhou’s young age fool you; his expertise is widely recognized throughout the hospital! Your father’s case is highly intricate and tough to manage. Dr. Zhou brings a wealth of know-how in handling such tricky situations, so we really need his help this round!”

Director Xue Yan went all out to boost Zhou Can’s standing before the patient and relatives.

Yet, she wasn’t overstating; Zhou Can truly was that exceptional.

“Er… Dr. Zhou, I beg you to do your best!”

The patient’s daughter stopped short of voicing an apology outright. Still, her face, gaze, and voice brimmed with remorse and eagerness to win Zhou Can’s favor.

Certain relatives cling tightly to their pride. Even when they recognize their mistake, they won’t own up and insist on digging in their heels.

This woman among the family was already more reasonable than many.

Zhou Can saw no point in clashing with her and proceeded to carry out a thorough pre-op assessment on the patient to shape the operation strategy.

On this visit, he could clearly sense the patient’s willing participation, with the relative helping out by responding to every query.

The demeanor had shifted entirely from the prior encounter.

“Sister Yan, I’m done with the examination.”

Zhou Can carefully covered all essential questions and details.

This encompassed the extent of the patient’s prior operation, the follow-up scans, and even some required touch examinations on the wound sites.

During his initial visit to the ward, he’d barely posed the opening question when the relative’s hostility peaked.

He hadn’t dared to attempt any tender probing on the patient then.

Dealing with upset relatives didn’t intimidate him.

But stirring up needless conflict served no purpose.

In truth, if the relatives and patient resist cooperation, there’s little reason to proceed with their care.

They could seek out another specialist.

“Please come with us to the office to go over the operation plan!” Director Xue Yan pivoted and addressed the relative.

“Sure!”

The patient’s daughter found herself respecting Zhou Can even more deeply.

Anyone with sense could now see that Zhou Can was the central figure in her father’s treatment. Director Xue appeared merely as an assistant.

Inside Director Xue’s office, Zhou Can and Director Xue Yan reviewed the patient’s operation strategy while the relative observed.

Perhaps due to the pressing timeline, she had simply invited the relative to join right away, avoiding extra sessions for pre-op explanations.

Following their talk, Zhou Can and Xue Yan had largely settled on the operation approach.

“Zhou Can, would you mind explaining the operation plan to the family?”

Director Xue Yan thought that, with the strategy mostly crafted by Zhou Can, he should handle the direct communication with the relatives.

This allowed for sharper and faster responses to their concerns.

That’s also the reason major operations involve the lead surgeon, not juniors, in family discussions.

“Given that your father’s sternum is afflicted with osteomyelitis and the surgical site suffers from a grave infection, we must extract the prosthetic components and fully cut away the sternum. The sternum acts as a vital anchor for stability in the chest; taking it out completely will cause chest wall instability. To lessen the effects on your father’s daily life after the procedure and safeguard his well-being, we intend to utilize his own ribs to rebuild the chest structure.”

He outlined the operation plan concisely.

“Is the difficulty in healing my father’s wound due to the artificial material used?”

The relative inquired.

“That’s one factor, yes.”

Zhou Can’s answer allowed some leeway.

“Was my father’s post-op infection and the failure to get better caused by the previous hospital messing up the surgery?”