My Medical Skills Give Me Experience Points Chapter 1288: 508: The Old Ox Saves the God of Wealth

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Zhou Can pauses his consultation with aortic dissection patient Chen Zhongzhi to accept dinner from his fiancée Su Qianqian, who leaves understanding his workload. Reflecting on their strengthening bond post her recovery, he escorts Chen to the overwhelmed Cardiothoracic Surgery department, buzzing from the recent livestream's massive impact. Senior directors warmly receive him as he presents the case and his innovative surgical plan, earning the patient's deepened trust.

“Given the extensive Aortic Dissection length, without performing an aortic replacement, it’s practically impossible to resolve, correct?”

Director Le genuinely couldn’t come up with another method.

“Using my proposed surgical strategy, we can bypass the need for aortic replacement.”

Zhou Can declared with full assurance.

“What’s your approach for operating on this patient?”

Director Xue Yan inquired, brimming with curiosity.

Since her divorce, she appeared to channel every bit of her passion into work. For challenging surgeries and intricate cases, her dedication bordered on fanaticism.

“I’ll sketch it out for the group, and we can draw on shared expertise to evaluate if this operation plan holds up.”

While detailing the surgical approach, Zhou Can illustrated with drawings.

All attendees were Cardiothoracic Surgery specialists; entry to such high-level case discussions required at least senior Chief Level attending status.

Zhou Can stood as the outlier, of course.

Despite holding just a Resident Doctor position, he debated intricate cases and plans alongside a hall packed with chief physicians, defying standard ranks.

Upon hearing his breakdown, over a dozen directors and deputy directors fell quiet in awe.

His brilliant concept left them all dumbfounded.

“Provided the execution is precise and every step syncs perfectly without mistakes, this plan strikes me as safer than conventional aortic replacement.”

Vice Director Hee focused primarily on Thoracic Surgery.

Yet, with his years and stature, he possessed ample know-how in cardiovascular replacements too.

“Zhou Can’s groundbreaking surgery proposal shows strong viability. Success here would provide crucial guidance for future similar situations.”

Director Xue Yan, after thorough deliberation, endorsed Zhou Can’s operation scheme.

“Novel methods carry plenty of unpredictable elements. Given this patient’s unique position, caution seems wiser.”

Director Le held no grudge against the idea.

He simply weighed the patient’s elite background, amplifying the stakes for the surgical team.

The youngest directors here neared their late forties.

They’d witnessed countless grim events.

Thus, they approached dangers with utmost wariness.

In a physician’s priorities lie dual “safeties first”: staff protection and patient survival.

Those fixated solely on patients, ignoring self-preservation, often face dire fates.

A river walker can’t always keep feet dry.

“Allow me to take the chief surgeon role for this. I lack heavy burdens. Should disaster strike, whatever the fallout, I’ll shoulder it.”

After balancing various angles, Director Xue Yan boldly offered to helm the procedure.

No one grasped the perils more sharply than her.

“Director Xue stands as our Cardiothoracic Surgery Department’s proud emblem; she cannot stumble. I’ll helm the surgery. Across years, I’ve offered scant major advances to the field. Triumph in this pioneering operation would elevate our department’s prestige sky-high. ‘The candle burns to ashes, its tears run dry’—grant me the honor to devote myself for the team.”

This came from a senior doctor approaching sixty.

Balding, sporting thick black-framed glasses, nose flushed bulbous and wine-tinted—he screamed scholarly vibe.

Cardiothoracic Surgery boasted numerous directors and deputies.

Yet few shone brightly in the operating theater.

This held true everywhere.

Regardless of a hospital’s might, per department, elite surgeons remained few.

Multiple elements dictated this.

Like car licenses abound, while plane pilot ones stay scarce.

The latter’s training proves exorbitantly costly.

In theory, any Cardiothoracic Surgery doctor might scrub in. But talent demands it, plus endless practice. Even chest closure needs Chief Level attending minimum.

Hence, surgical masters defy assembly-line creation.

Previously, Zhou Can sparked uproar, slamming the hospital Security Department’s failures and clinical staff’s vulnerability. In any setting, such acts etch black marks.

Leaders typically wait for calm, then target the agitator.

Either sideline via pressure till voluntary exit.

Or fabricate cause for relocation.

Yet post his uproar, Zhou Can faced zero reprisal.

He thrives today.

This stems from his exceptional surgical prowess, a rare elite skill. Plus ties with directors across departments.

Zhou Can’s foundations ran profoundly deep; no execs risked challenging him.

Don’t misread the affability of Vice Director Ye, Vice Dean Bai, Dean Zhu toward him. High-ups flip loyalties swifter than page turns.

“Director Bu volunteering to lead makes it a prime candidate for approval.”

Director Le voiced support first.

In Cardiothoracic Surgery, Director Xue Yan was the rallying standard, the leader; mishaps for her were unthinkable.

The former Comprehensive Surgery Department served as a bloody cautionary tale.

A dominant force at zenith—decreed dissolved, and gone it was.

To date, Tuya Hospital bears no Comprehensive Surgery Department remnant.