My Medical Skills Give Me Experience Points Chapter 1262 - 497: Heavenly Dao’s Cycle of Retribution, Ultra-Difficult Myocardial Infarction

Typically, the standard procedure for weaning critically ill patients off the ventilator involves preparatory measures that begin even before disconnecting the device. No matter how favorable the evaluations turn out, patients still need to complete a 120-minute spontaneous breathing trial prior to removal.

After approximately eight minutes had passed, the infant's blood oxygen saturation reached 99%.

Babies possess fragile bodies where numerous organs remain underdeveloped, yet their recuperative powers vastly outstrip those of middle-aged or elderly individuals.

As the infant transitioned from critical danger to stable safety, everyone exhaled a deep, collective sigh of relief.

That moment was utterly nerve-wracking.

Had Zhou Can moved just a fraction slower in the procedure, or if his skills fell short, the child would almost certainly have perished.

Blood oxygen plummeted below 50% at its worst; back then, even Director Zhuang deemed the child hopeless.

Yet Zhou Can ultimately rescued the little one.

"It’s not easy! This child has a fierce will to live too, meeting a lucky star who could pull them through!" Director Zhuang sighed deeply.

"Isn’t it!? I was so terrified just now, I nearly stopped breathing myself!"

"Last time, a 7-year-old girl had a jelly lodged in her throat that we couldn't save. It crumbled the instant it was grasped, and Director Huang, handling the laryngoscope, gave it his all. By the time the jelly was fully cleared, the child had ceased breathing."

The endoscopy room staff showered endless praise on Zhou Can's expertise.

"Without everyone's help and teamwork, I couldn't have saved the child alone. Teacher Zi’s support was flawless."

Zhou Can refused to claim all the glory for himself.

It's vital to nurture a mindset of sharing credit, allowing smoother integration into the broader team.

Not guaranteed popularity everywhere, but at least generally well-received in most settings.

What stood out most to him in this rescue was Nurse Zi.

She ranked as the most skilled endoscopy assistant nurse Zhou Can had ever encountered.

"Hehe, I didn't do much!"

She grinned widely, displaying genuine humility.

Like doctors, certain nurses possess capabilities rivaling physicians.

"Teacher Zi, you're too modest! Do you specialize as an assistant nurse in the endoscopy room?"

Zhou Can inquired offhandedly.

Pediatrics boasts many nurses, some whose names he couldn't recall.

He knew little about Nurse Zi beyond her surname—this marked their third collaboration in the laryngoscopy room.

The first time, Zhou Can had only assisted a director-level doctor.

The second involved extracting a fishbone from a toddler, a task at which Zhou Can shone.

Back then, he teamed with Director Dai to save the toddler.

Director Dai first wielded the laryngoscope to extract the bone, but his proficiency proved average; multiple tries failed. Finally, Zhou Can stepped in and removed it with relative ease.

Nurse Zi's coordination during that procedure left a lasting mark on Zhou Can.

Her composure and expertise earned deep respect.

Over a year later, Zhou Can returned to the pediatric laryngoscopy room, this time alongside Director Zhuang.

In pediatrics, Director Zhuang commanded far greater authority than Director Dai.

By now, Zhou Can had earned acclaim from numerous pediatric staff. Director Zhuang placed special faith in him.

Thus, he immediately took charge of the rescue upon arrival.

Zhou Can's progress was evident to all.

His rapid ascent stood unparalleled across the hospital.

It naturally etched a strong memory in Nurse Zi's mind too.

"Yes, I usually assist in the laryngoscopy room or other endoscopy areas." She replied casually.

Yet her tone betrayed little eagerness to converse with Zhou Can.

Some folks are just naturally more introverted.

Zhou Can simply nodded without pressing further.

The child was carted out of the laryngoscopy room, where the infant's three family members waited outside. Tension hung thick in the air.

The elderly woman looked utterly drained, wiping tears nonstop and wailing as if in mourning, ignored by all.

Even her own son disregarded her.

Scratch marks marred the infant's mother's face, some drawing blood, but she shed no tears.

Coldness etched her features, her gaze brimming with boundless disillusionment and despair toward her family.

"Doctor, how's my child?"

Spotting the laryngoscopy door swing open with Zhou Can and Director Zhuang emerging, she rushed forward to inquire.

"Congratulations, your child is incredibly fortunate and has been saved successfully. But from now on, take extreme care with the child's diet. Keep large-particle foods, peanuts, nuts far away. Koufrost and similar items pose grave risks too. Kids under three are particularly vulnerable to such mishaps."

Zhou Can counseled the child's mother earnestly.

"Thank you, thank you!"

Overcome with gratitude, tears poured down her cheeks amid a radiant smile.

After taking the child from the nurse and anxiously inspecting him, she showered the infant's face with kisses.

The old lady persisted in sobbing and faulting her daughter-in-law.

It grated on the nerves just to hear.

Naturally, Zhou Can, Director Zhuang, and the rest stayed silent.

Hospitals expose you to every variety of family dynamic: vicious mothers-in-law without number, cruel in-laws, apathetic spouses.

Some view daughters-in-law as less than human.

Sons-in-law fare no better, treated like servants.

In essence, humanity's full spectrum appears.

"Lu Shuqing, we're divorcing. Head to the civil affairs bureau today to handle the papers."

No sooner had she cradled the child than the woman demanded divorce from her husband.

The man always seemed pathetically feeble, head bowed in silence no matter how viciously his mother berated his wife.