My Medical Skills Give Me Experience Points Chapter 1425 - 568: The Importance of Currying Favor with Leaders, The Weight Presses Down

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Previously on My Medical Skills Give Me Experience Points...
Zhou Can successfully treated Zhang Qilian for a myocardial infarction caused by severe arterial vascular malformations. Despite the patient's critical condition and the unique challenges of his blood vessels, Zhou Can's advanced skills secured a better outcome, though permanent damage is still possible. The previous hospital's experts were unable to help, leading Zhang Qilian to be transferred to Zhou Can's care. Zhang Qilian's wife, who appears to be Japanese, expressed immense gratitude. The next day, Zhou Can encountered Vice Dean Zhang.

"Morning!"

Zhang Mingxing offered a slightly strained smile.

If his professional standing wasn't on the line, he would have absolutely no desire to set foot in Tuya Hospital.

One's dignity is precious, much like the bark is to a tree.

After all, he was a man of considerable repute. Being publicly escorted out by Tuya Hospital's security personnel on a previous occasion had left him simmering with anger.

However, given that he was in the wrong previously, it wasn't appropriate to escalate into a full-blown confrontation with Tuya Hospital.

In terms of societal standing, attaining the position of vice president is akin to reaching a sectional-level cadre. Yet, Tuya Hospital operates on a significantly larger scale and holds a considerably higher echelon than the Third Hospital. He found himself unable to assert dominance or win any arguments at Tuya Hospital, leaving him with no choice but to grudgingly acquiesce.

Who among us hasn't faced a setback or two in adulthood?

"Is Dean Qilian already awake?"

Zhou Can inquired forthrightly.

"I am not aware," Zhang Mingxing replied.

Zhang Mingxing instinctively created distance between himself and Zhou Can, fearing that the hospital security, whose senses were as sharp as a hound's, might appear to escort him away once more.

Having been apprehended and expelled by security twice during his previous visits to Tuya Hospital to seek out Zhou Can, he had developed a palpable sense of unease.

He had no desire to repeat that humiliating experience.

The security guards at Tuya Hospital were remarkably stringent and didn't hesitate to take action against him, a fact that instilled a sense of apprehension within him.

There's a saying that the audacious are often feared by the reckless; this sentiment perfectly encapsulates the situation.

"You don't even know if Dean Qilian is awake? You've come here to visit a patient, yet you exhibit such a lack of genuine concern! This is exceedingly perfunctory. I understand perfectly; you've undoubtedly received word that Dean Qilian's deteriorating health may force him to step down from his post, prompting your hasty arrival to pledge your allegiance..."

Zhou Can never adhered to the conventions of gentlemanly conduct when dealing with adversaries.

He believed it was always advantageous to provoke and unsettle the opposition.

"My esteemed ancestor, my living ancestor, I implore you, cease this torment, will you not?" Zhang Mingxing, desperate to prevent Zhou Can from continuing his verbal assault, hastily bowed and implored him.

This young master truly possessed a fearless tongue, unafraid to voice any thought.

He had, with a single statement, exposed Zhang Mingxing's ulterior motives.

While Dean Qilian's health was indeed facing severe challenges, Zhang Mingxing outwardly projected deep concern, yet inwardly, he was experiencing a surge of elation.

Anyone who has occupied a leadership position understands that without a superior's departure or retirement, opportunities for advancement for those lower down the hierarchy scarcely materialize.

Zhang Mingxing harbored dreams of officially assuming the role of Dean at the Third Hospital.

Even though the Third Hospital was already floundering and teetering on the brink of collapse, the ambition to lead it still burned within him.

To seamlessly transition into Qilian's position, one would typically require either influential connections or the backing of a powerful patron. Dean Zhu at Tuya Hospital, for example, had such support. When he was initially vying for the deanship, Cao Guozheng had personally intervened and thrown his weight behind him.

Had Zhang Mingxing possessed a similar influential sponsor, he would not have found himself compelled to grovel like a subservient dog and make repeated journeys to Tuya Hospital in a bid to recruit Zhou Can.

This endeavor was not of his own volition; rather, it was under explicit instructions from Dean Qilian that he was compelled to undertake this mission.

Earning the recognition and trust of a superior is an endeavor fraught with difficulty.

Within the hospital's ranks, an innumerable contingent of individuals harbored an intense desire to curry favor with the Dean. The reason?

Because securing the Dean's acknowledgment and confidence paved the way for a luminous future; the Dean's influence would illuminate every path, unveiling a cascade of promotion prospects—so numerous, in fact, that one could scarcely keep pace.

Yet, the number of individuals who managed to attain the Dean's genuine recognition remained remarkably small.

Step by successive step, Zhang Mingxing had ascended to his present standing, devoid of any inherited advantages, relying solely on his persuasive rhetoric and a cultivated ability to appease Qilian.

At that juncture, Qilian harbored ambitions of breathing new life into the Third Hospital and achieving significant milestones. Zhang Mingxing was among the first to pledge his unequivocal support.

This included a substantial financial investment to bring renowned cardiovascular specialists from Japan and procure state-of-the-art equipment. Such pivotal decisions were certainly not within the unilateral purview of Dean Qilian alone; they necessitated deliberation within the hospital's leadership council.

A consensus among the majority was imperative for their implementation.

Without the active advocacy of Zhang Mingxing, a weighty vice president, to garner support, Qilian would have encountered considerable obstacles in realizing these ambitious initiatives.

Throughout the intervening years, Zhang Mingxing had diligently strived to maintain Qilian's favor.

He was unwilling to falter at this critical juncture and fall victim to the machinations of this seasoned strategist, Zhou Can.

The instigation of discord was invariably a perilous undertaking.

A few carefully chosen words could readily sow seeds of suspicion in the minds of leaders concerning their rivals.

The corridors of power were replete with individuals who relished such subtle power plays.

Even a minuscule one percent probability of Zhou Can's pronouncements successfully igniting discord, thereby eroding Qilian's trust in Zhang Mingxing, represented a risk Zhang Mingxing could not countenance.

In a state of utter helplessness, he bowed deeply before Zhou Can, pleading for clemency.

"Observe your utterly terrified and timid disposition! You stand as the Vice Dean of the Third Hospital, poised for imminent official promotion; is there truly any reason for such abject fear?"

A direct hit to his deepest insecurities.

A cold sweat broke out on Zhang Mingxing's back once more as Zhou Can spoke before entering the ward.

This ancestor truly is someone who cannot be provoked.

The promotion to dean hasn't even officially begun, yet Zhou Can's detailed and plausible account doesn't bode well.

He could only hope that Dean Qilian wouldn't develop any aversion because of this.

Zhou Can then pushed open the door and entered the ward, which was a deluxe room equipped with two beds.

It appeared that Qilian's family had already managed to make arrangements; otherwise, such favorable treatment would not have been possible.

Medical resources are currently among the most coveted commodities in society.

For common individuals, securing a hospital bed is already a difficult feat.

Patients who possess a certain degree of status and influence would never settle for anything less than a special needs ward or a deluxe room.

Zhou Can's gaze fell upon the patient occupying one of the beds; the other bed held a withered old man, his hair and beard as white as snow. Given the nature of this ward, it was highly improbable that he was an ordinary person.

This is because ordinary people typically have only two options available to them.

If their condition is mild, they remain in a standard ward. If it is severe, they are admitted directly to the ICU.

Only individuals who hold positions of power and leadership are able to avail themselves of certain premium resources within the healthcare system.