My Medical Skills Give Me Experience Points Chapter 1369 543: Motivation Unclear, the Veteran's Gradual Retreat

"I'm finished with my meal; you all can take your time."

Jiang Wei conducted herself with a brisk and efficient manner, never lingering unnecessarily.

Possessing a keen sense of timing and an unwavering dedication to peak efficiency, she believed that any task accomplishable in one minute should not consume an extra second.

"Would you like some milk? My treat," Qiao Yu offered to Jiang Wei.

As the most senior member of Zhou Can's team, second only to Zhou Can himself, Qiao Yu's proactive offer to buy milk for Jiang Wei naturally sparked widespread speculation.

It is understood that every word and deed of an adult is a reflection of their underlying interests, often serving a specific, intended purpose.

"Thank you for the kind offer, but I don't typically consume beverages or water immediately after eating. It is actually more beneficial for the body to drink water or milk about fifteen minutes prior to a meal," she politely declined Qiao Yu's offer.

Ingesting fluids directly after a meal can dilute the vital digestive enzymes within the stomach and intestines, consequently impairing gastrointestinal function, slowing down the digestion and absorption processes, and potentially leading to constipation.

This knowledge fell squarely within the domain of nutrition and nursing care.

"I apologize; I simply didn't consider that," Qiao Yu replied, momentarily taken aback before quickly offering her apology.

"There's no need for such formality!" With a radiant smile, she meticulously rinsed her lunch bowl and returned it to its proper place.

She even went the extra step of washing a plate that someone else had carelessly left in the sink, ensuring it was also put away correctly.

Furthermore, Zhou Can had observed that Jiang Wei consistently finished every last morsel of her meals.

While the concept of a "clean plate campaign" sounds simple, maintaining such discipline consistently is, in reality, quite challenging.

Within Zhou Can's team, it was common for individuals to leave a small amount of food behind. Forcing oneself to consume disliked dishes felt akin to eating something unpleasant, and very few possessed the mental fortitude to overcome such a barrier.

Most individuals naturally gravitated towards comfort rather than embracing unnecessary hardship.

Numerous admirable qualities were evident in Jiang Wei's conduct.

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By the time the workday concluded in the evening, Dr. Xu made the official announcement that Jiang Wei had successfully passed her interview.

An immediate wave of cheers erupted from Zhou Can's team.

It appeared that everyone held a favorable impression of this unassuming yet grounded repatriate Ph.D. The addition of such a competent individual to the surgical team was certain to enhance their collective capabilities, a benefit for all involved.

"Jiang Wei, congratulations! You are officially welcomed to our team!" Zhou Can extended his hand to Jiang Wei in a handshake, formally welcoming her.

"Thank you!"

Her handshake was remarkably soft, yet conveyed a surprising degree of strength.

This physical attribute suggested a woman of strong initiative, a pragmatic work ethic, and a high regard for efficiency – the decisive, no-nonsense type.

"Congratulations!" Qiao Yu and the others also stepped forward sequentially, extending their felicitations and welcoming remarks.

"Tonight, the meal is on me. Considering that Boss Zhou will be returning to Cardiothoracic Surgery for overtime later, it would be best if we select a respectable hotel or restaurant in the vicinity. I wish to express my gratitude for this opportunity for advancement and for allowing me to experience the camaraderie of this team."

Jiang Wei's mode of address towards Zhou Can was notably fresh and distinctive.

She eschewed titles like 'Dr. Zhou' or simply 'Boss,' opting instead for 'Boss Zhou.'

Naturally, Zhou Can had always been amenable to whatever appellations people chose to use; these affectionate terms were, in essence, a testament to the collective respect he commanded.

"I can remain for approximately an hour at most. Qiao Yu, perhaps you could lead Jiang Wei and the others to find a suitable location first, place the order, and then forward the address to my phone. Upon completing my ward rounds, I shall join you promptly." Zhou Can did not dismiss Jiang Wei's thoughtful gesture.

For a new member, hosting the team for their inaugural meal served as a valuable occasion for fostering team cohesion.

"Certainly!" Qiao Yu readily agreed.

"Right, I shall go and extend an invitation to Dr. Xu." Jiang Wei demonstrated a remarkable thoroughness and a deep understanding of social etiquette.

Coincidentally, Dr. Xu was emerging from the operating room at that very moment. Jiang Wei approached him to extend the invitation, and as anticipated, Dr. Xu waved a dismissive hand with a stern expression. "I shall not be attending. You young people go ahead! Xiao Zhou, if you are indeed returning to Thoracic Surgery for an operation tonight, you are strictly forbidden from consuming alcohol."

Dr. Xu's primary concern lay with Zhou Can.

He was keen to prevent any potential difficulties for his esteemed student.

While no explicit rule prohibited doctors from drinking after working hours, the potential consequences were significant. Should a doctor receive an emergency or critical rescue call from the hospital after imbibing, they would be compelled to return immediately.

Performing medical procedures under the influence of alcohol could readily precipitate grave errors.

Such an act would also constitute a violation of pertinent hospital regulations.

Consequently, medical professionals typically maintained a high degree of self-discipline, even outside of their official duties, and abstained from alcohol.

A different situation entirely involved the hospital administration. A common practice among many male superiors was to invite attractive nurses or female interns to dinner, subsequently pressuring them to consume alcohol throughout the meal. The underlying intention was universally understood.

"Boss, looks like sister-in-law has arrived!"

Yang Zhi murmured.

Despite being a few years older than Zhou Can, Yang Zhi offered him the respectful title of "Boss" and referred to Su Qianqian as "sister-in-law." Their wedding was, in fact, already being planned.

They were awaiting Zhou Can's leave so he could accompany her back to her hometown to meet her elders—primarily her uncle and aunt. After all, they were her guardians, and their efforts in raising her deserved sincere acknowledgment.

Turning his head, Zhou Can saw Su Qianqian seated quietly, a thermal lunch container in her hand.

He strode over immediately.

"Qianqian!"

The sight of Su Qianqian always filled him with profound happiness. Their shared history had forged a deep bond, and she had become an indispensable part of his existence.

"You mentioned your colleague invited you to a team dinner. Should I take this food back home then?"

She inquired with concern.

"No, don't. You put so much care into preparing this meal; it would be a shame to let it go to waste. Home-cooked food surpasses anything from outside, and it's much healthier. I'm only going over later to help boost the mood, nothing more."

Zhou Can accepted the thermal container from her.

He genuinely couldn't bear to disregard the effort and affection his girlfriend had poured into the meal.