My Medical Skills Give Me Experience Points Chapter 1190 - 470: Director Tang’s Kindness and the Natural Expansion of Connections (Part 2)
Previously on My Medical Skills Give Me Experience Points...
Twenty-nine minutes still exceeds twenty minutes.
He had no option but to reassure himself in this manner.
The door to Director Tang Fei’s office remained ajar. Evidently, after the mix-up with her spouse the previous day, she had turned exceptionally wary concerning the situation.
Don’t let her dismissal of it as trivial and her lighthearted chuckle deceive you; that’s merely the facade.
After all, women place great importance on their image.
Particularly as the leader of pediatrics and a leading neonatologist, holding a respected position, she values her reputation even more among peers.
She undoubtedly takes her husband’s emotions into account.
She certainly avoids sparking domestic disputes, or even letting them spiral into a marriage breakdown.
In wedlock, most hardworking and devoted women treasure their home life immensely. Despite enduring some injustices, they return from work to tend to their spouses and kids, handling countless domestic tasks, without hastily opting for separation.
As for tying the knot with a greedy, unfaithful type, the best approach might be to end it soon.
Certain highly superficial, acquisitive women remain unfulfilled no matter how much you give up for them; they prove difficult to retain.
Releasing her sooner is the smartest decision.
The gravest issue arises when some men grow too emotional, aware that their chosen wife is the sort who slips away easily. Yet they opt to pardon, yield, and in the end, their constant retreats merely pave the way for unavoidable disaster.
Zhou Can positioned himself outside and rapped on the doorframe.
This served as a polite gesture.
Even when stepping into Director Xue Yan’s office, he consistently knocked and awaited approval prior to going in.
"Dr. Zhou has arrived! Do come inside!"
Director Tang Fei was conversing with a middle-aged pair. Based on their years, they appeared in their forties. The gentleman carried a stately demeanor, seated with an imposing vibe in his actions and poses, instinctively radiating a feeling of dominance.
Zhou Can recognized this dominance well; it stemmed from official power.
For example, during dealings with the hospital’s Vice President, President Zhu, he sensed this unseen force.
Anyone capable of prompting such a welcoming response from Director Tang Fei must hold considerable standing.
Otherwise, they wouldn’t get the opportunity to see her at all.
No kidding. Even for cases under her care, routine bedside visits, operation prep talks, and release formalities are usually managed by junior staff. She just supervises from afar.
Like checking the case notes penned by a trainee.
Rectifying issues without delay.
In truth, for a trainee to receive her direct guidance, barring a prodigy like Zhou Can, only those at chief physician rank or above earn such attention.
Don’t assume that Zhou Can’s ease in phoning Director Tang Fei or messaging her privately on WeChat implies every doctor enjoys such access.
Grown-ups deal with each other pragmatically.
The middle-aged lady next to the gentleman looked remarkably youthful, as if in her late twenties.
However, Zhou Can, being a physician, discerned instantly that she was at minimum forty.
She too exuded an innate stately presence, a compelling personal magnetism. When authority climbs to a specific height, over extended periods, such an aura develops on its own.
Since they command the skill to manage diverse emergencies, have witnessed grand events, and enjoy prosperous existences, often controlling the destinies of numerous everyday folks.
Consequently, with time, this powerful vibe surfaces organically.
In old times, regional administrators had to journey to the imperial city every three years, gaining a chance for an imperial meeting. In historical plays, county heads and prefects are depicted shaking in fear, kneeling on the palace floors, heads bowed low, unwilling to glance up during these encounters.
These scenes aren’t overblown.
Plenty of chronicles and personal memoirs from ancient bureaucrats document such moments.
Many, post their imperial viewings, couldn’t describe the ruler’s appearance since they refrained from lifting their gaze toward the seat of power.
Grasp that emperors of antiquity controlled armed forces, governance, economy, court, and sacred authority, grasping absolute control over existence and demise.
If anyone irked or slighted them, a single angry glare could prompt an attendant to carry out the offender’s execution.
Observing the commanding presence of the middle-aged duo, Zhou Can abruptly surmised who they were.
Just then, the pair glanced his way.
Zhou Can offered them a nod of salutation.
After all, he possessed wealth surpassing a billion. While a chasm existed against this lady’s fortune over ten billion, the difference wasn’t vast.
Should Golden Entertainment Interactive Company list on the stock market one day, his value would skyrocket, probably surpassing ten billion in no time.
"Allow me to present him: this is Dr. Zhou Can, the pivotal person who pinpointed the true reason behind your boy’s condition," Director Tang Fei elevated Zhou Can’s role with one statement.
Even employing the word ’person.’
"Greetings, Dr. Zhou! We’re grateful for your aid in uncovering our child’s ailment’s root."
"Without you and the specialists in Tuya Hospital’s pediatric team collaborating to detect Leilei’s illness source, we’d have been in despair. Leilei’s health kept deteriorating repeatedly, and therapies at other top facilities yielded no results. At present, we at least understand our son’s disorder, boosting our hopes for his healing."
The middle-aged couple rose sequentially, voicing their thanks to Zhou Can.
They exchanged handshakes.
"This is the boy’s dad, Mr. Zuo. This is the boy’s mom, Mrs. Hu Chunying."