My Medical Skills Give Me Experience Points Chapter 1266 - 498: Reverse Surgery, Another Encounter with Congenital Heart Disease (Part 2)

Instant decisions determined whether to preserve or excise the necrotic tissues in the abscess cavity and infected areas wherever his scalpel ventured.

Swish, swish, swish!

Every incision struck the tissue precisely, dodging blood vessels flawlessly, parting nerves with ease, and excising diseased parts rapidly.

[Fast Knife Skill Experience Points +1, +1 ...]

He dove into a state of utter frenzy.

Supported by Level 6 Wound Cleaning Skill, Incision Skill, and Separation Skill, he no longer needed Stable Knife Technique to curb the Fast Knife Skill's pull, all while keeping the patient completely safe.

This wasn't his first try. Since Separation Skill reached Level 6, he'd deliberately tested it in smaller operations.

Relentless practice and experimentation continued.

Stable Knife Technique and Fast Knife Skill could function separately or blend seamlessly.

Zhou Can remains likely the only one capable of merging Fast Knife Skill with Stable Knife Technique so far.

Dr. Xu can't achieve that either.

These three unique knife techniques fit various situations perfectly.

Choices depend fully on the clinical demands.

The surgery concluded in six minutes and fifty-eight seconds, just shy of seven minutes.

"Doctor, is my abscess cavity fully cleaned? I don't want it coming back! Last time at the county hospital surgery, it returned quickly."

Under local anesthesia, the patient stayed fully conscious throughout.

He said little upon seeing Zhou Can assume the surgery.

Zhou Can's incredible speed, however, stirred unavoidable doubts in him.

Yang Zhi's operation on him had lasted nearly half an hour merely to open the abscess cavity and slowly drain and suction the pus.

This younger doctor than Yang Zhi managed to finish the entire procedure in minutes. It felt truly unsettling.

"Rest easy. Dr. Zhou leads our surgical team. His hands on your case outperform mine by over ten times. With solid postoperative care, you'll witness a swift and superior abscess wound cleaning."

Yang Zhi voiced his endorsement for Zhou Can.

Though it might come off as flattery to Zhou Can, his words held solid truth.

Numerous patients seek out Zhou Can specifically for their surgeries.

"If your recovery goes well, remember to refer our Dr. Zhou to your family and friends!"

Ma Xiaolan chimed in.

"Haha, sure, sure! If the surgery succeeds, I'll surely spread word of your top-notch skills. I chose Tu Ya exactly for your trusted expertise and traveled specially to the provincial city for you."

The fifty-year-old patient beamed with joy after hearing the doctors' and nurses' strong faith in Zhou Can's abilities.

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Not until after seven did Zhou Can finally complete care for all surgery patients.

Besides harvesting heaps of medical experience points, profound fatigue gripped him. Patient gratitude would arrive only after their recoveries.

Post-surgery infections or complications meant no thanks—instead, doubts and hidden curses might follow.

Patients and families seldom curse openly.

Some might just lodge secret complaints with the Medical Department.

"Dr. Zhou, mind covering an extra shift? A six-year-old girl hit triage with a bluish-purple face; her blood oxygen is just 61%. It's terrifying."

Emergency Department nurses knew Zhou Can well.

He stayed friendly always.

For critical cases sometimes, they'd request his aid.

Zhou Can invariably agreed to assist.

"Blood oxygen that low—checked her upper respiratory tract?"

Oxygen uptake hinges completely on lungs and upper respiratory tract.

Such low blood oxygen in a child screams upper respiratory obstruction first.

Like the recent infant we saved with a peanut lodged in the throat.

"Dr. Xie handles night duty tonight. His experience falls short. He examined all essentials but found no cause. I'm scared for the child, so I called you to check."

"Okay, heading over now!"

Zhou Can trailed the nurse to triage, spotting a young couple with their six-year-old girl in distress.

The girl's face, lips, and skin showed deep cyanosis.

A horrifying sight.

The mother's limp created an awkwardly unnatural stance.

Zhou Can quickly deduced the mother likely had a leg disability.

The father stood tall with average build, anxiety etched on his face.

As Zhou Can advanced, Dr. Xie lit up like he'd spotted rescue.

"Dr. Zhou, her blood oxygen hovers around sixty, no throat foreign body detected. Please examine her."

Less experienced doctors, even after five or six years, often panic childlike in such dire emergencies.

A patient's demise can loom just moments away.

"What led to the child's condition?"

Zhou Can started inspecting her immediately.

Her chest showed retractions during breaths.

This signaled severe inhalation struggles.

The beautiful, quiet girl lay on the bed, her clear innocent eyes gazing at Zhou Can.

Right then, she viewed the white-coated doctors and nurses as lifesaving angels.

"Mmm mmm ... ah ah ..."