My Medical Skills Give Me Experience Points Chapter 1312 - 517: Madman Zhou Can, Catastrophe Triggered by Venipuncture_3

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Zhou Can observed Deputy Director Lu's critical condition in the ICU, analyzing potential causes of her coma through neurological structures like the cerebral cortex and vital sign fluctuations. He suspected central venous thrombosis as a key factor in her declining vitals, linked to recent monitoring procedures. Despite the nurse's insistence and Director Xiang's cold dismissal, Zhou Can boldly questioned the timing of central venous pressure monitoring and urged investigation into thrombosis.

A mere family visitor like you is actually instructing Director Xiang Fei on the rescue procedure?

"Please leave! Talk to our nurse if you have questions."

The tall young male doctor working under Director Xiang Fei marched straight up and 'escorted' Zhou Can outside.

Hostility burned in his gaze.

Were they not inside the ICU, security would have been called without delay.

The young female doctor under Director Xiang shot Zhou Can a glance too, treating him like some lunatic. She likely scoffed inside, wondering from where this so-called 'expert' had emerged to lecture Director Xiang on patient care.

In today's boundless world, the unbelievable keeps happening.

"Hold on!"

Xiang Fei halted Zhou Can's departure with a shout.

His disciple followed the master's command obediently and ceased pushing Zhou Can out.

Even so, the glare he cast at Zhou Can remained cold and hostile.

"What makes you believe the patient suffers from central venous thrombosis?"

Thanks to Zhou Can's prompt, Director Xiang Fei appeared to grasp a key point. No surprise the prior rescue efforts failed; a central venous thrombosis would pose grave peril indeed.

"I'm only guessing. The typical trigger for central venous thrombosis might be incomplete air expulsion during puncture or inadvertent air entry. Pure speculation on my part—I'm not challenging the doctor's technique."

Zhou Can hastened to clarify after his words.

He aimed to avoid stirring up animosity by doubting the puncturing doctor's skills.

Long immersed in hospital life, Zhou Can understood well that doctor-patient disputes unite the staff as one solid front.

Much like officials in bureaucracy who close ranks against probes from above amid corruption or scandals.

Simply put, it's pure self-protection.

Setting up venous access proves routine in emergency care, serving needs like circulatory aid, central venous pressure tracking, dialysis, and more.

"Are you a doctor too?"

Director Xiang Fei eyed Zhou Can closely for the first time.

"Yes!"

Zhou Can owned up without hesitation.

"How do you connect to this patient?"

"He's my coworker."

Learning Zhou Can was merely the patient's colleague softened Director Xiang Fei's face greatly, dialing back his wariness.

"Share your basis for suspecting venous thrombosis."

Director Xiang Fei's manner toward Zhou Can shifted markedly.

Anyone knowing Director Xiang would note the added respect in his address to Zhou Can.

"Rescuing critical cases usually demands at least two peripheral venous lines. When feasible, a central venous catheter works best. It aids rapid drug infusion or central venous pressure checks. Observe closely—the monitoring and drug delivery both show issues now. Paired with the patient's vital shifts, thrombosis in the venous line seems highly probable. No point probing the cause further."

Zhou Can offered some leeway after laying out his analysis.

No one grasps a doctor's struggles like another doctor.

Procedures often bring slips or errors—utterly routine.

Everyone errs occasionally.

Should Zhou Can press now on which doctor botched the procedure sparking the thrombosis, he'd clash head-on with the entire team.

Deputy Director Lu's efforts at rescue hit a stubborn wall with no swift progress.