My Medical Skills Give Me Experience Points Chapter 1378 547: So It Was a Banner of Appreciation, A Hint

Zhou Can was very asured when speaking in front of the family.

He would never let any negative emotions seep into his words.

In this era of extrely tense doctor-patient relationships, doctors and nurses need to find ways to adapt to this harsh dical environnt. They strive to improve communication skills, standardize diagnosis and treatnt procedures, and avoid conflicts with family mbers and patients.

"Director, please help take another look at my son!"

The family tily requested Deputy Director Han.

"What is there to look at? In terms of skill, Dr. Zhou is no worse than . Asking to diagnose again would just be wasting precious rescue ti. Hurry and send him for examination! Saving his life is more important."

Deputy Director Han urged the family.

The family, though still sowhat skeptical, did not object further.

The patient was sent for examination.

"Director Han, I'll leave this patient to you. I need to rush to the operating room."

"Alright! Go ahead with your work!"

Since the ti Deputy Director Han's hand was broken by a family mber, and Zhou Can helped him swiftly arrange surgery through connections and got him into a better ward, he has been grateful to Zhou Can ever since.

In work matters, he especially looks after Zhou Can.

Good deeds are rewarded.

Zhou Can's network of contacts is mostly gained from helping others.

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Around nine in the morning, news ca from outside informing Zhou Can that the patient suspected of having aortic dissection rupture turned out to be severe pancreatitis. The situation was quite bad, and Digestive Surgery has been notified to take over.

For patients with such severe conditions, the admitting doctor in the Ergency Departnt would certainly try to refer them to specialists.

Otherwise, if anything goes wrong, it would only lead to endless trouble.

"I didn't expect that patient to really have acute pancreatitis. Initially, I thought the possibility of aortic dissection was higher. Boss Zhou truly lives up to his reputation, not only is he extraordinary in surgical skills, but his diagnostic ability is also outstanding."

Jiang Wei looked at Zhou Can with admiration.

It's really not easy to impress soone as talented as her.

"Diagnosing it wasn't anything special. With a bit more attention, if you're well-versed in pathology and have a wealth of clinical diagnostic experience, you can achieve the sa."

Zhou Can didn't consider it a big deal.

The operating room was especially busy today, with surgical patients needing urgent attention one after another.

Busy until a little past twelve forty at noon, Zhou Can finally went to the cafeteria with a few mbers of the surgery team to have lunch. Normally, they mostly eat lunch in the cafeteria. Only when they miss al tis do they order takeout and eat in the lounge.

Just as they exited the operating room, Zhou Can spotted a young man quickly walking towards him.

It was none other than the brother of the acute pancreatitis patient.

Internally, Zhou Can was cautiously on guard, wondering what this person intended. Could it be that sothing happened to his brother, and he's blaming Zhou Can for it?

"Boss, should we notify security?"

Yang Zhi asked quietly.

Everyone felt nervous seeing a family mber holding a long package approaching quickly.

"Not for now. You guys go ahead to eat!"

Zhou Can was confident in his abilities; even if the package contained a sharp knife, he was confident he could handle it.

Disarming a weapon barehanded is sothing almost all combat experts can do.

"Dr. Zhou, this is for you!"

The young man quickly unwrapped a package containing a flag.

Everyone breathed a small sigh of relief.

If you're going to give a flag, just give it directly; why make it so scary?

"What's the aning of this?"

Zhou Can was a bit puzzled; was this young man giving flags to everyone at the drop of a hat?

He had received more flags than he could count.

"It's to thank you for saving my brother! Digestive Surgery told us that if we had sent him any later, the consequences would have been unpredictable. They also inford us that my brother's symptoms were very similar to aortic dissection, which made it very difficult to diagnose. Because of your correct diagnosis, precious ti was saved for my brother's treatnt. Yet, I was still questioning your skills. I'm sorry, I sincerely apologize to you."

After the young man's explanation, Zhou Can finally understood what was going on.

The patient's situation was indeed urgent at the ti, and though Zhou Can's contribution was not particularly large, it was extrely critical.

Without Zhou Can's tily and accurate diagnosis, the patient might have been in serious trouble.

"How's your brother doing now?"

After accepting the flag, Zhou Can asked casually.

"After the surgery, he's fine now. He is resting in the ward."

"That's good to hear."

Zhou Can nodded happily.

Every ti he heard news of a patient's recovery, he felt particularly joyful.

The sense of accomplishnt was very fulfilling.

"I shouldn't accept this; I really didn't do much. You should take the flag back and give it to the attending surgeon instead."

Zhou Can was reluctant to accept the flag from the family.

"We need to thank the surgeon and thank you even more. The flag is custom-made, so please don't dislike it. Accept it as a token of our gratitude."

"Alright! Thank you, thank you!"

Zhou Can accepted the flag.

Going to the cafeteria for a al is left unsaid.

While eating, he habitually checked his phone ssages, replying to the important ones one by one.

Even though he knew this way of eating was unhealthy, he couldn't help it. His ti was simply too tight.

Xue Yan, the Director, sent him several ssages in succession.