The surgery perford by doctors for human patients is different.
You need to reach a certain level to perform it.
For example, a Level 1 surgery requires a Basic title, a Resident Physician.
A Level 2 surgery requires an Interdiate title, an Attending Physician.
A Level 3 surgery requires a Deputy Senior title, a Deputy Chief Physician.
A Level 4 surgery requires a Senior title, a Chief Physician.
In hospitals, a tracheotomy belongs to a Level 2 surgery, generally requiring an Attending Physician.
"Zheng Cong, this veterinarian is actually quite skilled. Besides being a veterinarian, he is also an intern in the Ergency Departnt of the Provincial Hospital. He has saved many people before, so if he says he can do it, he should be able to do it."
Jia Fengshou initially had the mindset to give it a try.
When he heard Zhang Lingchuan say it could be done, he was really quite excited inside.
"Huh? Veterinarian? Intern in the Provincial Hospital's Ergency Departnt?"
Ren Zhengcong was full of questions.
What kind of setup is this?
How could soone trained to be a veterinarian be an intern in a Provincial Hospital?
Animals don't have Provincial Hospitals.
If it was training for human dicine, then why beco a veterinarian?
"Xiaosong, do you have alcohol and cotton balls here?"
Zhang Lingchuan asked.
He knew this young man was giving him a kind reminder.
Moreover, he could understand the other's concerns.
As a doctor, if your skills aren't good enough, you generally don't dare perform surgery. Even if your skills are good, you still have to weigh the risks.
Because basically, you're gambling your future dical career on the understanding of the other party.
Once this kind of thing involves an incision, even losing money would be a small matter; on a larger scale, it could lead to license revocation or even imprisonnt.
It's just that today, he received a system reward of a Perfect Level tracheotomy, otherwise, he could only rely on traditional Cardiopulmonary Resuscitation.
An ambulance from Dabao Town Health Center would take about fifty minutes to arrive, and by the ti they get here, there would still be vital signs, but to transfer to the town hospital would add another fifty minutes, making it an hour and forty minutes in total.
Honestly, even giving their all, they could hold on.
But how could a town health center compare to the top-tier Tongji University Affiliated Hospital?
Let alone the town hospital, even transferring to the County Hospital, City Hospital, or Provincial Hospital can't compare.
So the ultimate outco would definitely be death.
But a tracheotomy could change that.
Once the trachea is cut open and Cardiopulmonary Resuscitation is perford, the person can breathe autonomously.
Sustaining until the ambulance arrives is no problem, and even transferring to the County Hospital is possible.
It's not that he was disdaining the person for having just a fruit knife.
He mainly noticed that this fruit knife was too blunt.
This is a near two-hundred-pound old man, trying to cut with such a knife is like cutting pigskin with a blunt knife, causing it to slip around.
It would be more suitable to use a kitchen knife.
Though the knife is sharp, it hasn't been sterilized yet.
In this special situation, using alcohol and cotton balls for wiping counts as sterilization.
"Yes, yes, but brother, you still have to be cautious..."
Ren Zhengcong advised again.
Zhang Lingchuan's reputation is not that big.
At least not all dical personnel nationwide know him.
Currently, his influence might only be known by a fifth of dical professionals nationwide.
Of course, that's still quite a number.
After all, there are sixteen million dical practitioners across the country.
Two to three million people knowing him is already incredibly strong.
"Mhm, thank you for the reminder."
Zhang Lingchuan wiped with alcohol.
The red label just now was flickering between red and gray-white.
This ans it's already in the clinical death period.
If he doesn't save the person in the next sixty seconds, they will die.
But experienced with single-digit countdowns, Zhang Lingchuan remained composed.
He took the kitchen knife and approached Jia Zhijun, also feeling his neck.
"What? What's he doing!?"
The whole process didn't take long.
Probably just about a minute.
Those who were just eating at Secretary Jia's house, like Mai Duochan, Director Rong, Village Chief Fan, and Song Wanqing, naturally ca over.
But as soon as they arrived, they witnessed a horrifying scene.
Dr. Zhang had a kitchen knife in hand, while Old Six lay motionless on the bed, hands turning purple, and his mouth was black.
There was absolutely no sign of activity.
If it were soone else, they'd suspect whether this was a murder.
Just like checking for blood vessels before slitting a chicken's or duck's neck.
No wonder Mai Duochan asked curiously.
"I don't know, Xiaosong... What is Dr. Zhang doing!"
They didn't enter the room.
They stood at the doorway.
"I'm not very clear either... but sothing must have happened to the old man, and Teacher Zhang is doing so rescue work. It's just that the rescue scene is a bit terrifying."
Song Wanqing shook her head.
Teacher Zhang didn't drink tonight.
So he's definitely not drunk.
"Cut it open!"
"Oh my gosh!!"
"Kids, don't look!!"
...
The crowd at the door collectively held their breath in shock.
Because they witnessed an inconceivable scene.
That was Dr. Zhang directly taking the kitchen knife and slashing at the neck.
Honestly, not just their hearts skipped a beat.
Even for Jia Fengshou, Sixth Sister-in-law, and Ren Zhengcong in the room.
Their hearts tightened!!
But in the next mont, they found there wasn't the imagined scene of blood spraying like killing a chicken, duck, or even pig.
From this slash, very little blood ca out.
It was just barely bleeding at all.
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