My Medical Skills Give Me Experience Points-Chapter 56 - 50: Calling someone teacher may protect them for a lifetime

"Smartass, you figured that out! The highest realm is to see through things but not disclose them, you get it?"

Zhou Can's earlier excuses to the injured person were obviously fake to any professional medical staff.

He simply admitted it openly.

"Hmph, I can keep quiet about it. But my silence fee is a cup of bubble tea!"

The nurse playfully smiled as she made her demand.

Zhou Can looked at her.

About twenty-two or twenty-three years old, with fair skin and a rather pretty face. Not as stunningly beautiful as Yang Chan, but still pleasant to look at.

To be a nurse at Tuya Hospital, apart from some older staff, one must at least have a bachelor's degree.

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College is known as a beauty factory.

Books in the belly make one elegant, after all.

After a few years of college, girls generally undergo a comprehensive transformation. Their temperament, figure, and dress sense all improve significantly.

This is also an important reason why university campuses are filled with beauties.

A girl who was originally an 80 in terms of looks could easily reach over 95 after several years of further education.

Facing Zhou Can's gaze, she boldly looked back at him.

This nurse was quite daring and uninhibited.

"Such a small matter, just a cup of bubble tea, right? Deal!"

Zhou Can readily agreed to her request.

"Hmph, I knew you wouldn't dare to disobey me."

She wore a triumphant smile.

Zhou Can couldn't help but think to himself, being popular really does attract troubles! This nurse, is she flirting with me?

Of course, maybe he was being presumptuous.

Because the nurses at the hospital, married or not, were all very shrewd.

Perhaps they saw Zhou Can's huge potential and wanted to establish a good rapport in advance.

Just so that they might receive some favor in the future.

Nothing more.

"Call the next injured person in!" Zhou Can said to the nurse.

After completing his first surgery, Jin Mingxi discovered that Zhou Can had already completed two surgeries in a short time, which made him feel pressured.

He certainly did not want Dr. Xu to think he was slacking off.

So he decided to speed up his surgery.

"Next!"

He shouted as well.

Zhou Can turned his head and looked over, their eyes met, and they shared a knowing smile. Both saw a trace of competitiveness in each other's eyes.

The two were ready to see who could handle more patients.

Dr. Lu, who was assisting Dr. Xu, was sweating profusely from exhaustion. Seeing Zhou Can and Jin Mingxi surgery so energetically, he couldn't help but curse them as foolish.

Resident doctors do not participate in the department's performance division, so why bother working so hard?

A sparrow does not understand the ambition of a swan.

He was only thinking about slacking off every day while Zhou Can and Jin Mingxi each had their lofty goals. This created a stark contrast in their work attitudes.

...

Zhou Can treated thirteen injured patients in one go, whereas Jin Mingxi treated ten.

"Next!"

Zhou Can remained immersed in the surge of experience points, unabated.

The sensation of leveling up quickly was simply too exhilarating.

"Dr. Zhou, there are no more level 1 surgical patients left outside! Hehe!" The female nurse covered her mouth and giggled at him.

"That quickly?"

Zhou Can felt somewhat unfulfilled, but had no choice but to stop.

"Even more patients couldn't withstand the cleaning from you two 'monsters'!"

The female nurse had witnessed Zhou Can and Jin Mingxi's dedication.

Hence she used the word "monsters" in a positive sense in her sentence.

"Dr. Zhou truly deserves the title of a monster. I saved a few less patients than him, I can only be considered diligent," Jin Mingxi laughed as he spoke.

Compared to Zhou Can, he was indeed much older and not as agile as the young.

Plus, Zhou Can was progressing rapidly with the help of the experience points system.

Suturing, wound cleaning, hemostasis, injections - his medical skills were becoming purer and his speed was increasing. Importantly, the quality was also improving. Acceleration without compromising quality, that was truly frightening.

Currently, Zhou Can's wound cleaning skill had risen to Level 2, a lower benchmark for resident doctors. His injection skill experience points also increased to Level 2, 48/100.

If there were enough patients, he could even raise the injection skill to Level 3 in a single day.

"Hehe, I just want to rescue the patients as early as possible! Since there are no Level 1 surgery patients left, assisting Dr. Xu isn't too bad."

Zhou Can approached the major surgery table where Dr. Xu was.

Dr. Lu looked at him with a cunning smile.

"We need proactive members like Dr. Zhou in the Emergency Department. You've come at the right time, take over my assistant duties, I need to use the restroom."

He had been wanting to slack off for a while.

Seeing how actively Zhou Can was working, he directly grabbed Zhou Can for the task.

Dr. Xu didn't say anything.

After all, everyone has emergencies, and with someone to replace him, Dr. Lu's reason for needing the restroom was undeniable.

Zhou Can was worried about not having opportunities to practice.

Dr. Lu, the slacker, handing off the task to him was like bringing a pillow to someone who was dozing off; he happily accepted it and took over as the assistant.

The victim's index finger was nearly severed, the broken bone had been fixed with Kirschner wires, and the tendons had been successfully anastomosed.

Zhou Can looked on enviously.

The reattachment surgery for the severed finger was relatively low-risk. Now, only the nerve and blood vessel anastomosis and the skin suturing remained.

He might as well try, maybe Dr. Xu would agree.

"Teacher, can I do the suturing?"

Zhou Can mustered up the courage to ask.

Dr. Xu looked up in surprise, "What did you call me?"

"Tea... Teacher!"

Zhou Can was somewhat embarrassed.

In the emergency room, Dr. Xu had confronted Director Xie just to protect Zhou Can. It was from that moment that Zhou Can started regarding him as a teacher.

Or more accurately, as a master.

In the hospital, interns and residents sometimes, due to professional needs, address their superiors as "Teacher".

There's nothing wrong with that.

After all, it's the general practice.

However, Zhou Can seldom called them that, feeling somewhat awkward about it.

He preferred to address them by their formal titles.

Like Director so-and-so, or Dr. so-and-so.

This time, his referring to Dr. Xu as "Teacher" came genuinely from the heart, hence it was emotionally laden.

"My eyes are a bit blurry right now, the young people are sharp and quick, you take over the finishing tasks."

Dr. Xu actually agreed.

As for his stated eye strain, Zhou Can didn't believe it at all.

This was also a speaking technique in front of patients.

Without saying so, the patient might object.

Everyone knows young doctors have less skill, and if the connection wasn't made properly, the finger could be ruined.

Now, with Dr. Xu claiming his vision was blurry and only 'finishing' tasks remaining, the patient offered no objection.

Zhou Can was overjoyed, stepping up to the primary surgeon's position to perform the blood vessel and nerve anastomosis.

That morning, he had anastomosed two venous blood vessels for a patient whose legs had been crushed by a tire.

It wasn't particularly good, but it was all successful.

The vessel in the severed finger that needed anastomosing now were even finer, including an arterial vessel, and nerves that needed to be anastomosed as well.

The difficulty of this surgery was far greater than the morning's venous anastomosis.

This was the reason for his excitement.

If this anastomosis was successful, his surgical skills would have taken a significant leap forward.

Dr. Xu would assign him more advanced tasks.

Using a microscope, he began to focus intensely on the anastomosing the vessels.

For the reattachment of the severed finger, at least one arterial vessel and two venous vessels needed to be connected to establish a normal blood circulation pathway. Because the vessels were very fine, the difficulty was quite significant.

Mainly, Zhou Can's current anastomosis, suturing, and ligation skills were all at the Resident Doctor level.

If he could raise them to Level 4, reaching the Chief Level.

He would be very stable in performing such surgeries.

This is why the higher authorities have set a strict surgery level access system. Even senior resident doctors can only lead Level 1 surgeries. They can participate in Level 2 surgeries under the guidance of senior doctors.

Note, it's participating, not leading.

Of course, in actual hospital practice, when senior doctors feel their juniors are capable, they would delegate appropriately.

This so-called guidance is essentially just overseeing.

Or checking post-surgery.

There's still quite a bit of leeway in this.

The first vessel anastomosis didn't go smoothly. Zhou Can's forehead began to sweat, and he became even more nervous inside.