My Medical Skills Give Me Experience Points

Chapter 1295: Chapter 511: Anesthesia Is a Dangerous Road, A Long Wait

Back then he felt that following Zhou Can offered better prospects, so he did everything he could to jump from Cardiothoracic Surgery over to the Emergency Department.

That move turned out to be the right one.

At least his surgical skills had clearly improved now, and his future looked bright.

It was just that every time he ran into the leaders from Cardiothoracic Surgery, he would feel embarrassed. At this moment he kept his head down, looking like he had no face to show anyone.

"Dr. Pu, have you managed to adapt to the Emergency Department?"

Director Xue Yan asked with concern.

"Adapted, adapted!"

Pu Dingdong’s face was flushed red, and he didn’t dare meet Director Xue Yan’s eyes at all.

"Thank you for your concern, Director Xue."

After a long moment, he squeezed out another sentence.

"Learn well from Dr. Zhou and work hard. Tuya Hospital is a big stage—so long as you have the ability, you’ll definitely have your day to shine." Director Xue Yan nodded and gave him a few words of encouragement.

"Let’s go, we’re heading to the hybrid operating room."

This surgery was very special. They had to do both a vascular bypass and an interventional procedure to place a vascular stent.

That placed very high demands on the operating room’s hardware and equipment.

Even with Tuya Hospital’s financial strength and scale, there were only two such high-end operating rooms.

Cardiothoracic Surgery and Neurosurgery used them a bit more often.

When other departments needed to use them, they had to apply to the hospital and then be scheduled in.

When they arrived at the hybrid OR, they saw an imposing elderly man standing outside the door, with a young man beside him in formal attire carrying a leather briefcase, standing respectfully behind him.

"That’s the family member—he chartered a plane specifically to come here."

Director Xue Yan gave Zhou Can a brief introduction.

The old man had a clear air of an entrepreneur about him. That invisible aura made it easy for Zhou Can to sense that this man was not an official but a businessman.

But on Chen Zhongzhi, what he gave off was the mixed air of a second-generation rich kid and a second-generation official.

He guessed someone in the Chen family clan must be an official.

In some large clans, as long as there is someone of high virtue and prestige within the clan, that person can unite the clansmen. They can integrate the entire family’s resources, allowing it to develop better.

"Director Xue, when will my son be finished with the surgery?"

The old man raised his wrist and glanced at his watch as he asked.

"We’re not sure yet. It will take at least more than three hours. The exact duration will depend on how the operation goes."

Director Xue Yan was very polite to the old man.

The social status of doctors is relatively high, but that’s only in front of ordinary people. Faced with tycoons from the business world or officials, doctors’ status immediately becomes somewhat low.

"I’m entrusting him to you."

The old man’s gaze swept over the medical staff and nurses, and he bowed to everyone.

"No need to be so polite, Mr. Cai. This is what we should do. If you plan to wait outside the OR the whole time, you can go sit and rest a bit on the long bench over there."

Director Xue Yan pointed at the row of benches not far away.

The family members sitting there were all waiting for relatives or friends in surgery to come out.

Some looked quite composed, while others were full of anxiety.

When Zhou Can heard Director Xue Yan address the old man as Mr. Cai, he couldn’t help feeling a bit puzzled.

The patient was named Chen Zhonghui, but the patient’s father’s surname was Cai. Did the patient take his mother’s surname?

This family was a bit complicated.

Generally, when children take their mother’s surname, it means the man is a live-in son-in-law.

Once inside the OR, Zhou Can changed and entered the operating room proper, where he saw the patient already lying on the table.

The anesthesiologist for the patient was Director Feng, with one anesthesia nurse and two students in tow.

Zhou Can was also one of Director Feng’s students, and he went up to greet him familiarly.

"Kid, not bad! You’re already capable of innovation in major surgery!"

Director Feng rarely praised people and almost never smiled.

But Zhou Can, Shangguan Xuexue, and Qu Zi were exceptions. In Anesthesiology, as long as someone studied seriously and had some real ability, Director Feng would like them.

In the past, Dr. Guan had almost been cultivated by Director Feng as his successor.

Unfortunately, his growth did not meet Director Feng’s expectations. Zhou Can could clearly feel that Dr. Guan’s status in Anesthesiology had fallen sharply.

Every department is like that: those with ability rise.

If you’re not advancing, you’re falling behind.

Dr. Guan was still fairly hardworking, but after one incident, his courage shrank considerably. When dealing with surgeries carrying higher risk, he was extremely conservative.

Now in Cardiothoracic Surgery, for some Level 3 and above major operations, as long as the risk was a bit high, almost no lead surgeon was willing to partner with Dr. Guan.

Because the probability of having the surgical plan vetoed was too high.

If an anesthesiologist is too adventurous, accidents are more likely. But if they are too conservative, the patient and the lead surgeon will miss many opportunities for surgery.

There is a balance in between that has to be grasped well.

If Dr. Guan couldn’t come out of the shadow of excessive caution, he would have no way to grow quickly.

He would be relentlessly weeded out by the tide of development.

In terms of personal relations, Zhou Can and Dr. Guan were like old friends.

Zhou Can had also looked for chances, both openly and subtly, to talk to Dr. Guan three or four times, suggesting that when he encountered surgeries where the risk was within a reasonable range, he could appropriately relax his standards. But Dr. Guan only agreed verbally and never followed through.

Later, Zhou Can stopped bringing it up.

Adults are all very stubborn.

Never try to wake someone who is pretending to sleep, or it’s very easy to turn into enemies.

Zhou Can had understood these principles of dealing with people very early on. After a few ineffective attempts at persuasion, naturally he would not keep nagging.

The Anesthesiology Department was currently developing quite well.