My Medical Skills Give Me Experience Points

Chapter 1603 652: Lowering Temperature to Extend Tolerance Limit, A New Blade Technique Fusing the Strengths of Three Schools (Part 3)

"Alright! But I need to step outside and put on a jacket first."

When Zhou Can heard that the time could be extended threefold, reaching nine minutes, he knew this was the limit.

Lowering the operating room's temperature can indeed extend the patient's maximum endurance time, but it's extremely unfriendly to the surgeon.

In a cold environment, the surgeon's movements become slow and clumsy.

This will significantly prolong the surgical operation time.

For example, Zhou Can originally could stitch three times in one second, which is the fastest speed. In cold conditions, he might not even be able to complete one stitch per second.

Calculating this way, the patient's surgical endurance time has increased, but the total surgery duration also extends by several times.

The only solution is for the surgeon to wear a warm jacket.

...

Ten minutes later, the main surgical staff had all changed into warm inner garments.

Zhou Can even put on a padded jacket.

It must be noted that this kind of impromptu change into new clothing requires the sterile clothes on the body to be replaced with new ones. Including caps, gloves, etc., all need to be replaced with new ones.

This is a wasteful practice.

But to ensure the smooth implementation of the surgery, not to mention a few sets of sterile isolation gowns, any greater consumption is worth it.

The family would definitely be willing to pay for this expense.

Any reasonable family members would not mind.

The operating room temperature had already begun to lower, and both Director Liu and Director Feng were as if facing a great enemy.

As the temperature decreases, the patient's vital signs will be severely affected.

Frogs can hibernate, bears can hibernate, but humans do not have this ability.

Patients in critical condition are even less able to withstand the harm caused by low temperatures.

Every winter, many elderly persons and critically ill bedridden patients have a particularly tough time.

Low temperature itself represents the fading of life.

"Hurry up!"

Director Feng said to Zhou Can after the patient's vital signs stabilized.

"Okay!"

Zhou Can held the scalpel, his eyes becoming determined and focused, with the entire surgical team cooperating with him. The Song family was also hoping for him to succeed in the surgery, whether Dr. Xu could redeem himself and shake off his guilt also depended on this surgery.

The invisible pressure transformed into a heavy burden, weighing on him.

After taking several deep breaths, he wielded the knife and cut down.

No hesitations, no cowardice.

There was only a sense of responsibility, a compassionate heart.

As he cut down, the clear knife feedback transmitted through fingers and palm back to the brain.

In this extreme pressure state, Zhou Can's eyes were only focused on the patient.

It was as if he could see the beating life.

"Beep beep beep..."

The alarm sounds of the monitoring equipment became a cacophony.

All medical staff were already busy scrambling, and death hovered over the operating room.

Zhou Can's mind, however, was naturally comprehending the knife techniques.

Because he had to make one perfect cut.

"The essence of the Fast Knife Skill is to be as fast as lightning, disregarding all difficulties, slicing through knots in one go. The Stable Knife Technique's true meaning lies in winning through stability, seeking steadiness, longevity, without losing balance... Precision Knife Technique strives only for accuracy, without any deviation, exerting just the right force, the knife's position is just right, withdrawal is just right, perfectly cutting out the lesion, or cleanly severing the corresponding tissue..."

In his mind, the three true essences of Fast Knife Skill, Stable Knife Technique, and Precision Knife Technique constantly emerged.

The Precision Knife Technique was learned in the neurosurgery operating room following Wu Baihe.

The three intertwined, all merged onto the scalpel in his hand.

He was cutting the brainstem's pons area.

This had been mistakenly cut open by Dr. Xu before.

The subsequent repair was not ideal, now it had to be opened again for repair.

Zhou Can knew very well that Mr. Song's life hung on this knife.

When cutting, the outcome was not as ideal, far from his envisioned perfection.

"Damn it!"

Zhou Can's mind instantly went blank.

At this moment, he had already felt the impending disaster looming over him, or it had already arrived.

The master's grace, the Song family's king-like stature, his career, the expectations of so many medical staff... they transformed into whips, mercilessly whipping Zhou Can.

The more you face danger, the more you need calmness.

Zhou Can remembered Hu Kan's warning.

He then saw his holding knife hand gradually relaxed significantly, no longer clutching the scalpel tightly.

It had become more like a 'toy,' the scalpel no longer being the life-saving straw he was gripping so desperately. This was an elevation of his mindset.

Previously, the knife controlled the person, now, he seemed to touch upon a thread of true essence, the person controls the knife.

The scalpel was just casually held in his hand, not giving up, and not recklessly charging ahead, but he infused the scalpel with life and soul. It became alive, dancing upon fingertips and palms, obeying Zhou Can's command as it wished.

Wherever he pointed, it followed.

At this moment, he seemed possessed or entranced, disregarding everything external.

Only the surgery, which had long blended into his life.

The incision might not have reached the ideal effect, but in the subsequent debridement, he clearly showed the ability to remedy the situation.

Standing behind him, Dr. Xu and across from him, Wu Baihe, saw Zhou Can's scalpel moving quickly, performing debridement.

They both had their eyes wide open in disbelief.

What kind of knife skills is this monster using?

How come it's somewhat like an amalgamation of the three – Stable Knife Technique doesn't quite look like Stable Knife Technique, Fast Knife Skill doesn't quite look like Fast Knife Skill, Precision Knife Technique also doesn't quite fit, but it seems to integrate the best aspects of the three, perfectly merging these contradictory elements.

The debrided incision didn't reveal much to Dr. Xu.

Wu Baihe, however, showed an expression of extreme envy, even a touch of jealousy. This level of neural incision was what he had long pursued for a perfect incision but had chased for a lifetime without achieving.

Yet Zhou Can had reached it.