My Medical Skills Give Me Experience Points Chapter 1336 - 528: An Overcrowded Cardiothoracic Surgery Department, Filthy Water Turns to Rivers

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Previously on My Medical Skills Give Me Experience Points...
Zhou Can successfully helped Deputy Director Lu through a dangerous surgery, earning him favor and expanding his network at the Provincial People's Hospital. While enjoying a late supper with colleagues, he learned about the dire situation of doctors poached by the Third Hospital, including Deputy Director Lu's tragic suicide.

Zhou Can harbored no intention of offering financial assistance for Deputy Director Lu’s daughter’s overseas studies.

The yearly tuition alone hovered around forty to fifty thousand US dollars, which, over three years, would barely exceed two hundred thousand. In yuan, that figure amounted to approximately 1.4 million.

Such a sum, while substantial, was not beyond Zhou Can’s means.

However, it was crucial to establish that he was no altruistic savior, and he bore absolutely no obligation to fund the daughter’s education abroad.

The world teemed with individuals in need, and he simply could not extend his help to everyone.

His act of saving Deputy Director Lu was a benevolent gesture, not a pre-ordained duty.

As for the twenty-plus medical personnel who had abandoned Tuya Hospital for the Third Hospital, they were adults capable of bearing the consequences of their decisions. While the term might sound severe, labeling their actions as a betrayal of Tuya Hospital was essentially accurate.

In Tuya Hospital’s moment of dire need, their decision to transfer to a rival institution was akin to plunging a knife into its back and defecting to the enemy.

Such conduct was utterly deplorable.

The unfortunate predicament they now faced was a direct result of their own choices.

It would be considered generous if the leadership of Tuya Hospital didn't secretly revel in their downfall.

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The subsequent day saw Zhou Can resume his duties at the hospital as usual.

Around four in the afternoon, a call came through from Director Xiang Fei of the Provincial People’s Hospital. Regrettably, Zhou Can was engrossed in an operation and unable to take the call.

To maintain absolute focus during surgery, he made it a practice to leave his phone secured in the changing room locker whenever he entered the operating theater.

It was an unavoidable measure, given the deluge of calls he received following his rise to prominence.

The constant interruptions had become exceedingly troublesome.

Consequently, he had adopted a policy of ignoring unsolicited calls from unknown numbers.

It wasn't until after six in the evening, upon exiting the operating room, that he finally had the opportunity to retrieve his phone and review his missed calls and messages.

A message from Director Xue Yan caught his eye.

"Zhou Can, are you planning to visit Director Lu again today? If so, would you mind taking a thousand yuan for me as a small token of my consideration?"

Xue Yan was well aware of Zhou Can’s visit to Deputy Director Lu at the Provincial People’s Hospital the previous day.

She had subsequently sought him out to ascertain the specifics of Deputy Director Lu’s medical condition.

However, due to the sensitive nature of her position—as the Director of Cardiothoracic Surgery at Tuya Hospital—a personal visit to Deputy Director Lu could easily be misconstrued, creating an unfavorable impression.

The considerations for individuals in leadership roles differed significantly from those of ordinary citizens.

At times, their every utterance and action could be subject to misinterpretation, potentially steering events in an unintended direction.

"If there’s enough time after I finish work, I’ll stop by. I didn’t assist in Cardiothoracic Surgery yesterday, so I definitely need to lend a hand today."

Zhou Can conveyed his response via a voice message, finding it a more expedient method than typing.

"You’ve just finished work, haven’t you? Please hurry over. We have several critical, complex cases and transferred patients piling up, and we’re struggling to manage them all." This statement accurately reflected the situation.

Indeed, Director Xue Yan, Director Le, and their colleagues found many difficult cases, particularly those involving transferred patients, to be exceptionally challenging to handle.

While Zhou Can couldn't single-handedly resolve every single issue, he possessed the capacity to devise solutions for the majority.

His surgical skills, having ascended to Level 6, now empowered him to undertake numerous procedures he would have previously deemed too risky.

"I’ll be there in about half an hour!"

After sending the message, Zhou Can proceeded to review the remaining important messages and missed calls.

He soon located the missed call from Director Xiang Fei, accompanied by a WeChat voice message.

"Dr. Zhou, I presumed you were occupied and unable to answer my earlier call. Firstly, I bring good news. The patient in Bed 13 regained consciousness at noon today following the surgery. All vital signs are proving to be stable. He will remain in the ICU for an additional couple of days; once his condition stabilizes further, we will proceed with addressing his fractures individually. The orthopedic team is diligently formulating the treatment plan."

Considering that Director Xiang Fei and Zhou Can had only made each other's acquaintance the previous evening,

a direct, familiar approach was unsuitable.

Instead, he opted to initiate the conversation with positive developments as a precursor.

Upon learning that Deputy Director Lu’s vital signs were stable and that he had successfully regained consciousness, Zhou Can felt a genuine sense of relief.

The intensive efforts exerted the previous night had evidently not been in vain.

If this trend continued, there was a significant likelihood that Deputy Director Lu’s life would be preserved.The medical bills, without a doubt, would fall upon the shoulders of the Third Hospital. Should the Third Hospital act with integrity, then so be it. However, if they shirked their responsibilities, Zhou Can was resolute in finding a solution. A melancholic longing for the female reporter, Mu Qin, welled up within him. Before her departure abroad, during instances such as this, a simple request from him was almost always met with her agreement. At that juncture, Zhou Can had merely assumed her inherent sense of justice compelled her to appear whenever injustice arose and he summoned her. It was only much later that the realization dawned upon him: her willingness to assist stemmed from her affections for him. For the one she cherished, any request made would invariably be met with her utmost effort, devoid of any expectation of reciprocation. "Furthermore, regarding the inter-hospital exchange and study program that you proposed yesterday, I have already conferred with our hospital's leadership. From our end, we essentially have no objections. The leadership teams of both institutions can proceed with formal discussions at their earliest convenience to determine the framework and strategy for the exchange." This, he surmised, was likely the primary impetus behind Director Xiang Fei's call. The proposal had been broached only yesterday, and by today, it had already secured the endorsement of the Provincial People's Hospital's administration. Such swiftness underscored Director Xiang Fei's significant standing within the Provincial People's Hospital. Concurrently, it highlighted the profound interest and elevated importance the Provincial People's Hospital placed on this collaborative exchange between the two medical facilities.