My Medical Skills Give Me Experience Points Chapter 1255 - 494: With the Scalpel as His Footsteps, a Doc

Seeing this, Zhou Can couldn’t help but secretly admire Director Shang of Digestive Internal dicine; the patient indeed had typhoid fever.

As long as macrophages are ford, it’s basically a hundred percent diagnosis of typhoid fever.

He continued reading, noting enlarged lymph nodes with typhoid cells visible under the microscope.

The changes above are consistent with typhoid fever.

Now, the reason for the patient’s persistent high fever was finally uncovered, the largest source of bleeding successfully identified, and hemorrhage successfully stopped through surgery.

The necrotic intestinal segnt was also completely removed.

As long as the lesion progresses to the typhoid stage, it ans the affected area enters the necrotic phase.

Zhou Can learned a lot from this case.

It was also one of the rather rare causes among the many difficult cases he encountered.

Typhoid has been hard to treat since ancient tis.

Traditional Chinese dicine even developed a faction based on the progression of typhoid fever.

He summarized his diagnostic experience, deciding to write an essay on his diagnostic insights after work, believing that if he encounters similar cases next ti, he would take fewer detours.

Since the diagnosis of the patient with typhoid fever is now clear, it beca manageable.

The bleeding was already stopped, requiring only anti-infection and anti-typhoid treatnt.

On the third day, the patient’s body temperature had returned to normal. Vital signs had also stabilized. There were no more symptoms of blood pressure drops or shock.

Given that this patient also had gastric ulcers and chronic bleeding, it indicates that his usual diet and lifestyle habits are very poor.

A 20-year-old young man, at the pri of physical health.

Yet, his entire digestive tract was already fraught with crises, even developing to the point of intestinal typhoid.

Zhou Can felt it was necessary to have a serious conversation with the patient’s family.

Who knew the child’s father had already returned to work seeing his son’s condition improved. His love for his child was as deep as a mountain, yet incredibly silent.

He was the family’s breadwinner, and his son’s treatnt this ti cost a lot, so he must work hard to maintain family expenses.

The child’s mother obviously can’t control her son and almost always indulges him, treating him like a prince.

Seeing such a scene, Zhou Can couldn’t help but fall into silence.

Doctors can cure a patient’s illness but cannot change the patient’s family education environnt, nor can they change the patient’s bad life habits.

Out of a sense of dical responsibility, Zhou Can still decided to have a talk with the patient himself.

In terms of age, Zhou Can was not much older than the patient.

After work, after checking the ward, Zhou Can sat by the patient’s bedside.

The patient’s mother was very polite to him.

After all, Zhou Can had cured her son’s illness.

Seeing her son’s condition improving day by day, brought back from the brink of death by the doctor, she was filled with gratitude for every dical staff mber who participated in her son’s rescue.

"What year are you in college now?"

Zhou Can didn’t know how to strike up a conversation because he was usually the one approached by others.

He could only find sothing to say to start a conversation with the patient.

"Freshman!"

"Freshman year is great; you’ve just been liberated from the sea of misery that is the college entrance exam and entered university, where you can live a very relaxed and comfortable life. If you’re lucky, you might even find a pretty girlfriend."

"Hehe, isn’t that right! Compared to high school, I feel that college life is simply paradise."

The patient resonated with his words.

"Found a girlfriend yet?"

Zhou Can asked.

The patient subconsciously glanced at his mother standing next to him and stayed silent.

In matters like this, whether male or female, everyone avoids their parents.