My Medical Skills Give Me Experience Points

Zhou Can even suspected that the guy was a clean freak.

For him, dealing with any patient was the same. Resident doctors came to work with the intention to learn; any kind of medical condition could bring them insight.

The key was to handle all kinds of emergencies without accidents.

Zhou Can quickly rushed to the ward where Bed 31 was.

Neurosurgery could generally be divided into three to five wards.

The most common ones were for intracranial tumors, brain trauma, functional neurological diseases, and cerebrovascular diseases.

Then, the intensive care unit (ICU) is considered a comprehensive and independent ward.

Those patients hanging by a thread had to be housed in the intensive care unit.

It's only because Tuya Hospital had substantial capabilities that they could establish multiple ICUs. Emergency had one ICU, Neurosurgery had three. Cardiothoracic Surgery, Neurology, Thoracic Medicine, these departments definitely also had ICUs.

He wasn't familiar with obstetrics, but logically speaking, and given obstetrics' status at Tuya, there should be at least two ICUs.

Premature infants, critically ill pregnant women, obstetric patients - in critical moments, they all needed to be sent there to save their lives.

Many families would be particularly scared at the mention of the ICU because it was costly. Expenses of ten to twenty thousand a day were a disaster for an average family.

But in crucial moments, the ICU truly had the power to wrestle with King Yan for lives.

It could snatch patients back from the brink of death.

Then, after a stay of a few days or half a month, one or two months, they would safely get through the critical period and be transferred to a general ward to recover slowly.

Since major hospitals in the country established ICUs, the mortality rate has significantly decreased.

Many lucky patients were able to survive and eventually recovered.

There were also tragedies of people losing both their health and wealth.

Zhou Can arrived at Bed 31, the patient was a rather young man, estimated to not be over forty years old. His wife stood beside the hospital bed, haggard, holding a basin in her hand.

The patient still had symptoms of vomiting.

"How bad is the vomiting?"

Zhou Can asked with concern.

A forty-year-old man, an age with elderly parents and young children, is the pillar of a family.

He couldn't even dare to imagine, if this man were to collapse, what would become of the family behind him?

As some experts say, health is 1, and career is a bunch of zeros.

Without health, no matter how many zeros there are, they're meaningless.

"Not long ago, my husband complained of a headache, and not much later, he started vomiting," the patient's wife said, her tense expression relaxing a bit upon the doctor's arrival.

In the eyes of patients and their families, doctors are the nemesis of illness and a lifeline for survival.

Zhou Can took the patient's examination data and medical records for a look.

"Arteriosclerosis of the brain, accompanied by a cerebral aneurysm!"

Seeing these results, Zhou Can was terribly startled.

Since the patient was admitted to the hospital, it meant they were preparing for a scheduled surgery.

Other conditions, maybe vomiting isn't much of an issue.

But for a cerebral aneurysm, vomiting is a very bad sign.

Even Zhou Can, a resident doctor without any similar experience, was aware of the inherent danger.

Didn't Doctor Cheng, in charge of this bed, know that Bed 31 was a cerebral aneurysm case?

He checked the patient's admission date; it was yesterday.

"Did the nurse say to fast and avoid water?"

Zhou Can asked this to understand whether the department had already planned a surgical approach and timing for the patient.

"No," said the patient's wife, shaking her head.

It seemed that the department's doctors had not yet made a surgical plan.

"Where does your head hurt?"

Zhou Can directly asked the patient.

"Here, and here, waves of sharp pain... vomit!"

As he spoke, the patient vomited again.

The basin only contained some regurgitated acidic water, with no food residue.

"Has he not eaten anything since he was admitted?"

Zhou Can inquired.

If the patient had eaten in the morning, what he vomited now would definitely not just be acid and bile.

"He can't keep anything down. I bought bread to feed him, and after just a small bite, he shook his head. He couldn't even think about boxed meals. From yesterday afternoon until now, he's only had a small cup of water. Doctor, when will my husband's surgery be scheduled?"

The patient's wife looked at her husband, filled with worry.

"Based on his examination report, it seems that the aneurysm inside the brain has pressed on the nerves, causing anorexia, nausea, headache. The severe vomiting now could foretell a worsening condition. I will immediately report to the senior doctors; from now on, he should refrain from eating, and it's best not to drink water either. If the cerebral aneurysm ruptures and bleeds, emergency surgery might be necessary."

After saying this, Zhou Can carefully reviewed the patient's condition.

The main symptoms were headaches and vomiting.

Additionally, the patient showed clear signs of neck stiffness when vomiting.

All these signs indicated a high possibility of the patient's cerebral aneurysm rupturing and bleeding.

This couldn't wait; if something happened, a living life would be lost.

Zhou Can hurried to Bed 22 to report to Doctor Cheng.

Cheng Gang was his senior doctor, and he could only report to Cheng Gang.

The hospital enforced a three-level responsibility system.

The director was responsible for the attending physician, the attending for the resident doctor, and the resident doctor for the trainees and interns.

One level managed the next.

In case of an incident, if the junior doctors promptly reported, then it was the senior doctor's responsibility.

He arrived at Bed 22 and from a distance saw the patient lying in bed convulsing violently, eyes rolling back, mouth foaming - a scary sight.

Moreover, the patient's head was wrapped in bandages, indicating that surgery had been done.

It was likely even a craniotomy.

However, Zhou Can had just arrived and didn't dare be too certain.