My Medical Skills Give Me Experience Points Chapter 1184 - 468: Down on His Luck, the Most Dangerous Male Doctor

"We’ve pretty much completed all the essential imaging exams. What other tests do you intend to perform?"

Clearly, Director Tang Fei felt persuaded by his explanation and was prepared to follow Zhou Can’s recommendation for additional checks on the young patient.

Yet, prior to moving forward, a detailed discussion with the patient’s family remains absolutely vital.

"We should perform a capsule endoscopy on the small intestine, concentrating primarily on segments 2 through 6. Just to note upfront, this might not conclude the testing. Should the outcomes go beyond what I anticipate or reveal unexpected details, we could require more follow-up exams."

Zhou Can took care to inform her beforehand.

Engaging with the family demands extreme caution and allows space for potential modifications.

"Alright, I’ll speak with the family right away. After the results come in, we may need to ask you to review them once more."

She acted with promptness.

Upon choosing to implement Zhou Can’s diagnostic plan, she wasted no time in proceeding.

Naturally, as mature individuals, Director Tang Fei’s eagerness likely stemmed from the family’s prominent background.

Effort follows reward—this principle holds true for nearly all grown-ups.

By now, their discussion had nearly wrapped up.

"Feel free to call me or message me on WeChat whenever something comes up. I’ll leave for home now."

Zhou Can rose to bid farewell, eager to return early. Truth be told, the hour was already late, approaching eight at night. He had planned to finish work sooner and share a meal with Su Qianqian.

Unfortunately, duties had delayed him until this point.

Fortunately, no operations were scheduled this evening, or he might have skipped dinner altogether past eight.

"Thanks so much, Dr. Zhou, for your committed support to our Pediatrics department. Should we pinpoint the child’s condition, I’ll make sure to recognize your vital role." Director Tang Fei proved sharp and perceptive.

She had summoned Zhou Can for an after-hours consult that stretched close to an hour.

Some recognition was undoubtedly in order.

Without it, securing his assistance again could prove challenging.

As she spoke, she got to her feet to escort Zhou Can.

This gesture highlighted her regard and politeness toward him.

Upon opening the office door, Zhou Can glanced back and waved, "No need to walk me out!"

Director Tang Fei appeared startled, staring down the hallway. A middle-aged fellow with an unkempt beard stared back with icy detachment.

Zhou Can caught on and pivoted to observe.

Clear animosity gleamed in the middle-aged man’s gaze.

Zhou Can’s initial take on him was sloppy attire. Faded blue jeans covered in grime, matching scuffed sneakers, and an open leather jacket exposing a worn white tee underneath.

His hair grew long and disheveled, resembling a tangled nest.

Dark-rimmed glasses perched seriously on his face, while his beard showed at least two weeks of neglect.

In his right hand, he clutched what looked like a sheet of paper.

Zhou Can peered nearer—it turned out to be a pair of cinema tickets.

His left hand bore a bag from the upscale Chow Tai Fook jewelry outlet.

A figure like him in a medical facility felt distinctly mismatched.

Considering the strained relations between doctors and patients, plus rising assaults on medical staff, Zhou Can stayed on high guard near this stranger.

"Director Tang, that guy looks suspicious. Stay cautious so he doesn’t cause you trouble. If it helps, I can accompany you and summon security to investigate him."

Zhou Can spoke softly, voicing his worry to Director Tang.

"It’s fine, that’s my spouse. He rarely drops by the hospital, so his sudden appearance caught me off guard. You may leave now." Saying so, Director Tang approached the man.

"Old Zhang, why linger in the hall? You ought to head to my office to see me!"

She called out warmly as she neared him.

Her voice carried genuine fondness.

Evidently, she shared a solid bond with her partner.

Deep down, Zhou Can fretted over a possible mix-up between the pair. Xue Yan had faced enough issues already; if Director Tang Fei encountered similar drama, no women on staff would feel safe meeting him privately anymore.

The hostility in Director Tang’s husband’s stare toward Zhou Can was unmistakable. As a martial arts practitioner, he picked up on such glares keenly.

"I hesitated, not wanting to interrupt your work." Her husband replied curtly.

There it was—the mix-up had taken root.

Jealousy isn’t just a woman’s trait; men can harbor it even more intensely and childishly.

Zhou Can paused, debating whether to approach and clarify matters for Director Tang. Ultimately, he decided against it.

He worried it would only escalate the situation.

Better to allow her to sort it out with her husband back home.

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Come morning at the hospital, during rounds, Ye Tingting leaned in to murmur, "Word is you spent more than an hour in Director Tang’s office from Pediatrics yesterday, and her husband walked in on you both. That for real?"

Zhou Can’s eyes bulged in surprise, "How’d you hear about it already?"

Ye Tingting smirked faintly, "Hmph, don’t sell me short. I’ve nursed here for seven-plus years. No rumor in this place slips past me."

Nurses thrive on chit-chat. They run secret group chats to swap stories.

For staying in the loop, nurses rival the hospital janitors.

Those janitors, often women past forty, dive into gossip with even greater zeal than nurses. They mirror the chatty older ladies from villages or urban blocks.