My Medical Skills Give Me Experience Points

The nurse briefly recounted the situation.

Popping a pimple itself is risky.

Because pimples usually grow on the face.

The blood circulation on the face is very rich, with blood vessels crisscrossing through the facial muscles.

Superficial veins are connected to deep veins and directly enter the venous sinuses inside the skull.

The most terrifying aspect is that there are no venous valves in the facial veins to prevent the backflow of blood.

When the muscles contract, blood can flow backward into the skull, the heart, and then to the organs throughout the body.

Many people have heard of the dangerous triangle of the face.

For example, the upper lip below the nose, which easily gets inflamed and breaks out in rashes, blisters, pimples, etc. If someone forcibly squeezes them, it might lead to pus being forced back into the bloodstream and invading the heart through the veins.

The consequence of this can be very serious.

Doctors repeatedly publicize that you must not squeeze rashes or blisters in the dangerous triangle area, yet there are always people who do not take it seriously.

Zhou Can once saw a real case where a nineteen-year-old young man was admitted into the ICU because he had squeezed a pimple on his upper lip, and in the end, he still could not be saved and died.

The mentality of taking chances can indeed be deadly.

The long-awaited opportunity for Zhou Can to perform an incision surgery finally arrived.

His heart was full of excitement.

However, he had dealt with Doctor Lin before. For these types of surgeries, Doctor Lin was certain to clamor for them.

If Doctor Fu was on duty, Zhou Can definitely wouldn't have a chance.

But now that his own mentor was on duty, there was plenty of opportunity.

As long as Dr. Xu confirmed that he truly had the surgical capabilities, he would definitely be given this opportunity for practice.

As for Doctor Lin, he would most likely only be able to watch from the sidelines.

After all, there is a difference between familiarity and unfamiliarity, isn't there?

"Teacher, she should undergo a superficial mass excision surgery!"

Zhou Can stepped forward with a bashful face to look at the examination results.

Then he actively expressed his surgical opinion.

Dr. Xu had taken him under his wing for several days and had gained a certain understanding of him.

This kid was never so enthusiastic before.

He glanced at Zhou Can "Let's hear your surgical plan."

"Based on the imaging studies, there is definitely an abscess inside, and the volume is not small. We should start with a small incision here to aspirate the mass. Then we expand the wound and perform excision of the internal mass. Finally, we clean the wound and suture."

Zhou Can had seen several similar surgery videos online.

During his internship, he had seen the chief resident of General Surgery perform similar surgeries.

At that time, however, he was just a minor intern and couldn't even get the chance to assist.

He could only stand off to the side and learn by observation.

Dr. Xu stared deeply into Zhou Can's eyes, seemingly understanding the eager look in them.

His expression was indifferent as he spoke, "You will perform the incision and drainage! But first, you need to draw out the surgical lines."

This was still a sign of concern.

If a blood vessel or an important nerve in the face was accidentally cut, causing facial paralysis in the patient, that would be a disaster.

"Okay!"

Zhou Can truly wished he could give Dr. Xu a kiss.

His teacher was really too good to him.

He had never had the chance to perform an incision surgery on a patient before.

Now, the opportunity had finally come.

Even if it was just an initial small cut of less than 2cm, for him, it was an important step forward.

The patient was guided onto the operating table.

Seeing such a young doctor perform the surgery on her, she definitely felt reluctant, which was somewhat revealed through her expression.

However, due to various concerns, she ultimately remained silent.

In a large hospital like Tu Ya, with its high reputation, even a young doctor's medical skills would presumably not be too bad.

Certainly much better than a small local hospital.

"This is the position of the surgical blade for draining pus! After the pus is drained, this is the position of the surgical blade to expand the incision and remove the internal mass."

Zhou Can drew the positions for the blades.

After examining them, Dr. Xu showed a look of appreciation.

The blade positions avoided major blood vessels and nerves and were relatively cautious and conservative.

This attitude of putting safety first greatly satisfied Dr. Xu.

"The blade positions are well-drawn, begin!"

Yet Zhou Can did not rush to start.

"Can Qiao Yu be my instrument nurse? I have worked with her for a long time, and we have developed a high level of understanding, which will make the surgery go smoother," Zhou Can requested Dr. Xu.

This kind of opportunity was very precious to Zhou Can; it was equally valuable for Qiao Yu, a regular training nurse.

She was just a supplement to the operating room nurses.

If it weren't for Dr. Xu recently giving Zhou Can and Jin Mingxi free rein to conduct surgeries on their own, Qiao Yu would hardly have the chance to enter the operating room a few times a month.

Even if she were called into the operating room, she would often act as the circulating nurse.

These experienced instrument nurses certainly would not fancy such a minor surgery for passing instruments.

But Qiao Yu needed it very much.

A flash of surprise crossed her beautiful eyes, and a look of astonishment swept across her face.

It seemed she did not expect Zhou Can to help her progress together.

"Sure!"

Dr. Xu nodded in agreement.

Tang Ling naturally followed the lead surgeon's mood.

Seeing Dr. Xu consent, she immediately stepped aside, smiling and saying, "Qiao Yu, stand over here! You can ask me anytime if there's anything you're unfamiliar with!"

Tang Ling was honest, kind-hearted, and sincere and diligent in her work.

All of these were her strengths.

"Thank you!"

Qiao Yu nodded with a grateful smile toward her.

It was her first time assuming the position of chief assistant on an operating table.

A proficient instrument nurse's role was by no means less significant than that of a first assistant.

After she disinfected the patient's surgical area, she first drew up the prepared local anesthesia into a syringe, then expelled the air from it and handed it to Zhou Can.

His Injection Skill had already reached Level 3, and he was quietly progressing towards the mid-level standard of a Resident Doctor.