My Medical Skills Give Me Experience Points

"Very good! The patient's blood pressure, heart rate, and other indicators are stabilizing!"

The anesthesiologist, who had been holding his breath, finally breathed a sigh of relief.

His gaze towards Zhou Can was incredibly complex. There was admiration, shock, and also a hint of gratitude.

Had it not been for Zhou Can's emergency intervention, the patient might not have made it off the operating table.

"Hmm, the procedure was not bad. However, there is still room for improvement, such as the orientation of these clip openings is not uniform," Director Wen commented pretentiously.

No one had ever heard that the orientation of clip openings needed to be uniform.

It was almost like he was nitpicking to assert his authority as director.

Through this surgery, Zhou Can had thoroughly recognized Director Wen's capabilities and character.

Unclear about other surgical skills, but when it comes to puncture and implantation, his skills could only be considered average.

Definitely not impressive.

And, this man was particularly vain.

Whether it was previously forcing the coil out of the catheter or later asking Zhou Can to step in and save the day while cloaking his words in nobility, or even the so-called critique at this moment, all of it fully demonstrated his hypocrisy.

It seems not every department head is upright in conduct and integrity.

Fortunately, the patient's cerebral aneurysm interventional surgery was ultimately successful.

The patient's life was saved.

"Director Wen, there is a certain amount of blood accumulation inside the patient's skull, do you think we need to drain it?"

Zhou Can took a look at the location of the brain tumor.

Given the chance to perform the puncture, he was confident that without harming the blood vessels, nerves, or critical brain tissue, he could successfully complete the puncture and drain the accumulated blood.

Now, although the bleeding from the aneurysm had stopped, the cranial pressure must still be quite high due to the continued bleeding.

"Looking at the patient's scans, the amount of bleeding is not particularly significant. Even if there was an increase during surgery, it is still within a tolerable range. The risk of cranial puncture and drainage is too high, there is no need to take this risk. In a few days, his body will naturally absorb the blood accumulation."

Director Wen had experienced the previous close call.

He was now exceedingly cautious, unwilling to take any further risks.

Successfully completing a cerebral aneurysm intervention surgery, whether it's revenue for the department or a surgical bonus for the leading surgeon, it's quite substantial.

Moreover, it adds to the accomplishments of his surgery.

So, at this moment, Director Wen's mood has soared from hell to heaven.

Unexpectedly good.

After confirming there was no mistake, they withdrew the catheter and administered coagulant drugs to the patient.

Then, they began reversing anesthesia.

Unlike the reversal of anesthesia in ordinary surgeries, the anesthesiologist didn't dare to remove the vital signs monitor. They merely stopped the medication through the breathing mask.

Generally speaking, about ten to twenty minutes after stopping the anesthetic drugs, the patient should wake up on their own.

There could also be exceptions, and in those cases, the anesthesiologist could employ certain methods to awaken the patient.

For instance, by administering antagonist drugs to counteract the sedative effect and wake the patient up.

During the patient's awakening phase, Director Wen didn't dare to leave.

Mainly out of concern for any unexpected events.

Anyone who has made it to the level of department head tends to take safety issues very seriously.

Because they have been through many critical situations and know that a slight negligence can lead to major mistakes.

"Dr. Zhou, let me introduce myself. My name is Tang Li, I am an attending physician from neurosurgery, specializing in functional neurological disorders, and proficient in surgical treatments for Parkinson's disease and intractable epilepsy."

Tang Li greeted Zhou Can with a smile.

Perhaps having seen this young resident's astonishing potential in surgery, she wanted to establish a good relationship early on.

In the hospital, there is no shortage of doctors like her who are adept at networking.

If they were to wait until Zhou Can became famous, getting acquainted would be very difficult.

Not to mention anything else, just the fact that they're from different departments is a natural barrier.

"Hello! I'm glad to meet you!"

Zhou Can was quite polite to her.

But he wasn't particularly interested in this woman.

While she was quite attractive, she didn't seem to have real skills, at least from the surgical abilities she had demonstrated.

By contrast, Doctor Shan from orthopedics, also a young female doctor, was much more down-to-earth than her.

"Dude, are you really just a resident? You were amazing at placing the coil!"

A graduate student couldn't help but strike up a conversation.

In the combined resident and master's program, the graduate students would follow their mentors to observe or assist in surgeries at the hospital, which is similar to residency training.

However, Tu Ya, with its rapid rise in recent years, has been developing swiftly.

To improve the quality of diagnosis and treatment and the level of the medical team, residency training for master's degree students was also implemented, which has been criticized as the painful "second residency training."

For instance, a graduate student could go to a smaller hospital and only need to do a few weeks of residency training, just a token gesture to familiarize themselves, before officially becoming a resident doctor and starting to draw a salary.

But not in Tu Ya.

They don't accept that.