Chapter 87: From Despair to Hope, Thoroughly Separating and Advancing Double Promotion_7
Finding the root blood vessels of the tumor is only the first step.
This surgery is far more complex and difficult than a Level 1 surgery.
In fact, it is already at the Level 2 surgery standard.
He doesn't believe that Zhou Can, the newbie, can handle the following tumor separation.
Even he, a senior resident doctor, is not fully confident.
At most, he only dares to attempt it.
That is also why he fought so hard for the opportunity to perform this surgery.
In the past, Dr. Xu might not have allowed Zhou Can to participate in such high-risk surgeries.
Perhaps it was the incident from yesterday that stimulated him.
If it weren't for several department heads speaking up for Zhou Can, he would likely still be on suspension now, or even facing worse consequences.
Dr. Xu, with little sway and light words, could only watch helplessly, without any means to intervene.
Therefore, he accelerated the training of Zhou Can.
Hoping to make Zhou Can grow stronger more quickly, to elevate his status and influence.
Zhou Can grabbed the scalpel and began to cautiously separate the tumor from the surrounding tissues.
Each cut was precise and steady, hitting the mark every time.
His movements were swift and efficient when separating from the normal surrounding tissue; when separating from blood vessels, he pushed forward slowly, the force, angle, and progress all handled just perfectly.
"Good lad, really impressive! This separation skill is at least at the resident doctor level, and even above average among them."
Dr. Xu watched Zhou Can handle the scalpel with ease, controlling the nuances perfectly, he was happier than anyone else.
This kid is truly extraordinary.
Originally, he thought Zhou Can's incision skill was decent, so he wanted to see how good Zhou Can's separation aptitude was.
He was prepared to call a halt at any time and take over the mess.
But Zhou Can never even gave him the chance to call a halt, instead giving him a huge surprise.
To have such a talent for an apprentice, it's a fortune he was saved.
He felt that risking his neck to stand up for Zhou Can, everything he did was completely worth it.
Doctor Lin, who had been waiting for an opportunity by the side, was dumbfounded.
His heart went cold.
With Zhou Can's separation skill being so formidable, easily handling the separation and removal of the tumor, Doctor Lin would not have any more chances.
Jin Mingxi had also finished his surgery by then, craning his neck to watch from the sidelines.
His expression was even more interesting.
It was as if he had seen a ghost.
He, a doctor with over a decade of experience, prided himself on his extensive surgical experience and solid skills.
Yet, the separation capability that Zhou Can showcased stirred a deep sense of defeat in him.
This newcomer was too demonic.
It was an advanced medical skill, separation skill, far more difficult than incision.
How on earth did Zhou Can practice?
Jin Mingxi lived with Zhou Can every day and, apart from seeing Zhou Can frequently dissecting a large number of mice, hadn't seen him practicing anything else!
At this point, it was time for the shift change.
Doctor Fu, Doctor Lu, and Nurse Liu Xia came over to take over the shift.
As soon as they entered the operating room, they saw several doctors gathered around the operating table, performing surgery on a patient.
Taking a closer look, they were taken aback; Dr. Xu was actually acting as the assistant.
"Damn, how is he standing at the primary surgeon's position? The attending and senior resident doctors are all assisting him, this kid's treatment is pretty special!"
Doctor Lu's cheeks twitched with envy.
His eyes were fixed on Zhou Can, who was focused on performing the surgery.
Such treatment, he had never experienced before.
Then, he made another discovery.
Qiao Yu, whom he had been pursuing for a long time, was actually assisting Zhou Can as an instrument nurse. Their interaction was close and seamless.
Doctor Lu felt as if a million ants were gnawing at his heart, making him especially uncomfortable.
If only he were the one standing in the primary surgeon's position!
Of course, such things were just wishful thinking for him.
Qiao Yu had also served as his instrument nurse a few times, but it was always strictly business, never as close as with Zhou Can.
This made Doctor Lu feel even more uncomfortable.
A pang of agony resided in his heart.
Curious, Doctor Fu wondered, with the shift change time arrived, what kind of surgery was still not finished?
Stepping forward, he first greeted Dr. Xu with a smile, "It's rare to see Dr. Xu working overtime on a surgery!"
"A superficial subcutaneous tumor excision surgery."
Dr. Xu gave a brief introduction and then his gaze once again locked onto Zhou Can's movements.
He dared not be careless.
He had to keep a close watch.
Initially, Doctor Fu didn't take it too seriously, but upon seeing what Zhou Can was doing, his eyes widened as if by magic.
This was terrifying!
A trainee was actually separating a facial tumor; not only were the movements steady and smooth, but the separation effect was surprisingly good. For such a skill to appear in a trainee who had just started training, it was truly shocking.
Zhou Can had almost completed separating the entire tumor from the surrounding tissue.
He was working on separating the most critical part, the blood vessels.
We could say that every cut was a dance upon the knife's edge; a slight misstep would cut the vessel.
Yet, he ensured no mistakes; every cut was precise—you could say it was infuriatingly good.
Seeing Doctor Fu's reaction after watching Zhou Can's surgery, Doctor Lu also grew curious.
He leaned in to take a closer look.
"This, this... is this kid a demon in disguise? He's playing with the separation skill so smoothly!" Doctor Lu's expression was not any better than Doctor Fu's, if not more exaggerated.
Not only were his eyes bulging, but his mouth was also agape forming an O shape.
Though Doctor Lu was lazy, he had a sharp eye. He could tell at a glance that Zhou Can's separation skill was streets ahead of his own.
One can imagine his inner shock.