My Medical Skills Give Me Experience Points Chapter 1308: 516: The Nemesis of King Yan Appears, Witness the Strength of a Top Hospital (Part 2)

Lu Fen shares a lot with her father when it comes to dealing with matters, showing the same unyielding determination. Since Zhou Can assured her he'd uncover her father's real situation upon checking, she was set on making sure he could enter.

Regardless of the old nurse's attempts to convince her or the tricks she pulled to make visiting harder, nothing could make Lu Fen back down.

Ultimately, the old nurse gave in first.

She made Lu Fen jot down a basic visitation agreement right there, then got Zhou Can to log his ID details and phone number, all set to allow him inside.

With arrangements complete, Lu Fen let out a long breath of relief.

“Stay here and wait for me outside.”

Zhou Can told Lu Fen.

Following that, he stepped through the side entrance.

Paths for family visits differ from those used by medical personnel. Top-notch ICU units usually feature at least three separate routes. The front door handles staff and patient traffic. The side door serves visitors, and occasionally supplies move through it too.

The rear entrance brings bad luck, so it's best avoided.

People call it the corpse door, reserved solely for the dead and those collecting remains.

Often, just beyond this exit stands an elevator nearby.

Few ever use it.

Hospital delivery crews steer clear too, opting for longer walks or delays instead of stepping in, as it's strictly for moving bodies.

No rules spell this out directly, and to prevent alarm, a clear staff elevator label marks the door.

Yet hospital workers never touch it.

All dread the unlucky vibe.

What if something supernatural lurks? That'd be downright scary.

Even without ghosts in this world, eerie weak magnetic fields exist, creating that creepy, uneasy atmosphere. Plus, corpse transport risks infection spread, even in sealed bags.

Thus, aside from body handlers, no rational staffer would ride that elevator.

Once inside, rules demanded Zhou Can don a one-time sterile protective suit.

The fully sterile type.

Patients get billed for it, deducted from their fees.

In public hospitals too, nearly every item and service costs money, since folks must make a living.

That's straightforward enough.

A hospital running without profits, always in the red, risks the director getting hauled in for a dressing-down by higher-ups.

Back at base, hospital departments catch heat from the boss.

With layers of pressure building, frontline clinicians and billing teams can't freely hand out supplies.

Even basic needle applications come with a fee—bear with it.

Medical staff aren't being cheap; they simply can't afford to.

“Bed 13's patient is in resuscitation right now—no visits allowed. Wait a little or return later.”

A nurse overheard the request for bed 13 and hurried out to block him.

Overhearing from the window outside, Lu Fen's nerves tightened once more.

Zhou Can stayed utterly composed, though.

“No problem, I'll just observe from the side without disrupting your efforts.”

“That won't work! It violates hospital policy…”

“See, I've suited up and finished all procedures—you can't turn me away just because resuscitation's underway.”

Zhou Can held his ground firmly.

Right now, as they revived Deputy Director Lu, Director Xiang and team were at work—a prime chance to gauge their skills.

If an opening arose, he might step in to assist at the key juncture.

“Fine, hold on here while I check with them!”

The nurse relented, out of arguments.

Zhou Can's commanding aura—his gaze, voice, bearing—left her unable to push back.

“No need to disturb them; they're focused on saving him, and breaks could draw ire. Don't worry, I know protocol and won't make waves for you.”

Zhou Can replied softly.

As Tuya Hospital's top figure with vast wealth, Zhou Can effortlessly took charge in talks with outside medics.

“Okay then! Just don't get me in hot water!”

The nurse consented.

“I'll watch myself.”

Gazing at the nurse, who appeared to be about twenty-seven or twenty-eight, Zhou Can abruptly sensed that nurses in every hospital shared the same traits. They toiled relentlessly, staying ever watchful, terrified of errors that might draw scoldings.

He trailed behind her into the ward section.

Within lay roughly forty beds. This setup was far from modest; Tu Ya matched its scale.

Still, Tuya Hospital now plotted to enlarge the intensive care department, likely tacking on around thirty extra beds.

Zhou Can's impact drove this change.

That viral live broadcast skyrocketed his fame, pulling in a steady torrent of gravely ill patients from across the nation. The Emergency Department and Cardiothoracic Surgery’s tiny ICU simply couldn’t shoulder them all.

Besides, a clear disparity in prowess separated the small ICU from the intensive care department’s critical care unit.

To genuinely rescue lives, nothing beat the intensive care department’s ICU beds.

For instance, a top affiliated hospital of Zheng University boasts unmatched critical resuscitation skills. In most places, such patients face near-certain doom, but send them there, and the majority pull through.