My Medical Skills Give Me Experience Points Chapter 768: 311: Incisive Pathological Analysis, The Lateco

Chapter 768: Chapter 311: Incisive Pathological Analysis, The Latecor Takes the Lead

“Teacher, I…”

She really enjoyed the feeling of being the center of attention. Since she started working at Tuya Hospital, she had never felt as honored as she did at this mont.

Only back in school had she ever experienced the feeling of being worshipped and admired by everyone.

But her inner integrity and strong self-esteem drove her to muster the courage to clarify everything involuntarily.

Because it was Zhou Can who really diagnosed the possibility of diabetic ketoacidosis in the pregnant woman.

“You, you’re just too shy! You did very well today, and it’s only right to praise you. You don’t need to feel embarrassed,” Director Zhang looked at her cherished apprentice with a kind gaze.

Parents always think their own children are the best, and so do ntors about their disciples.

Zhang Bihua had never expected that the diagnosis hadn’t been made by her disciple.

“Teacher, actually, it was Zhou Can who diagnosed the patient’s abnormal blood sugar levels, not !” Yang Chan bit the bullet and finally gathered the courage to tell the truth.

She’s not only clear-skinned but also has an exceptionally pure heart.

She resolutely refuses to claim what does not belong to her.

Although she knew that even if she didn’t reveal the truth, Zhou Can wouldn’t say anything.

But her backbone and pride would not allow her to do so.

To judge a person’s character, one just needs to look at their attitude towards money. But to assess whether a person’s soul is clean, you must see if they can withstand temptation without wavering.

“Zhou Can again?”

Zhang Bihua was only slightly surprised by this outco.

“That you don’t arrogate achievents to yourself is also very comndable.”

After praising Yang Chan, Director Zhang’s eyes turned to Zhou Can, who was standing at the door.

This lad always liked to sit quietly in a corner and be unassumingly high-profile.

“Xiao Zhou, co here and share your diagnostic thought process with everyone! This patient’s diagnosis holds imnse educational value, and it will allow these young doctors to learn your thod of diagnosis.”

Zhang Bihua wasn’t at all displeased by being outshone by a junior.

Every Jack has his Jill; everyone has their rits and shortcomings.

dical science is vast like an ocean, too broad to master fully in a lifeti. Besides, each doctor’s diagnostic thought process, knowledge, experience, understanding, and insight into diseases are different, leading to vastly different capabilities when diagnosing varying illnesses.

Even the most skilled expert, even in his field of expertise, has his weaknesses and blind spots.

Just like with this pregnant woman’s diagnosis, even Director Zhang Bihua hadn’t considered the possibility of diabetic ketoacidosis.

She was especially shocked upon hearing the lab results.

Faced with the excellence of a junior, she remained very open-minded.

“Dr. Zhou is so strong!”

Gao Jian looked at Zhou Can shining brightly once again, and making significant contributions; it would be false to say his heart wasn’t a little sour.

But ability isn’t sothing you can have just by wishing for it.

For now, Gao Jian had to admit that his diagnostic capabilities and thinking were not as good as Zhou Can’s. It seed his diagnostic experience also fell far short of Zhou Can’s.

“A master of deception!”

Du Leng snorted, his face looking quite ugly.

He hadn’t expected Zhou Can to pull off another great feat right under his nose.

When Zhou Can had asked Yang Chan to help check if the patient’s armpits and groin skin had discolored, he had been trying to figure out Zhou Can’s diagnostic thought process. Unfortunately, he couldn’t co to any conclusion no matter how hard he thought.

It wasn’t until Yang Chan suggested to Director Zhang to perform a blood sugar test on the patient that Du Leng belatedly understood Zhou Can’s reasoning.

But by then, it was too late to say anything.

Zhou Can had no choice but to brazenly walk over to Zhang Bihua, under the scrutiny of all. He glanced disdainfully at Yang Chan, “Why drag into this?”

“Just share your diagnostic thought process quickly! I couldn’t possibly take credit for your work,” she said defiantly and righteously, replying to Zhou Can without guilt.

She was still the proud class president.

“Tuya Hospital really lives up to its reputation. Not only are there famous doctors from the older generation, but I didn’t expect the young doctors to be so exceptional. Is this Dr. Zhou really just a resident doctor?”

Hu Wanjun sowhat couldn’t believe it.

It’s hard enough for resident doctors to have such a high level of diagnostic ability, let alone doctors in training.

Ordinary people watch for fun, but Hu Wanjun, a senior expert approaching sixty, looks at the expertise.

She knew how difficult it was to diagnose diabetic ketoacidosis in this pregnant woman. A seemingly simple diagnosis result, with no obvious symptoms, lack of testing evidence, and the patient having checked blood sugar before admission showing normal values – diagnosing a blood sugar issue under these circumstances required not only exceptional courage but also profound dical knowledge, rich clinical experience, and extraordinary thinking ability.

No single component could be missing.

Professor Hu Wanjun rarely praised others, but at the mont she highly comnded Zhou Can.

“Genuine quality! Actually, I’m not as great as you imagine. I’m just an ordinary resident doctor. Inside Tuya Hospital, there are countless young doctors more outstanding than .”

Facing the top specialist from Xinxiang Won and Children’s Hospital, Zhou Can was neither servile nor overbearing, humble yet not diminishing the prestige of Tuya Hospital.

“The patient just had a checkup two days ago, so why did you insist there was a problem with her blood sugar?”