Zhou Can felt a wave of self-blame in his heart after hearing this.
After learning about her surgery failure yesterday, he should have called her immediately.
She locked herself in her office, and he could imagine that she must be feeling particularly sad.
"Wow, Xiao Zhou hasn’t been over here for quite some time!" Vice Director Hee, acpanied by two subordinate doctors, walked with a spring in his step and a glow on his face.
His smile was about to burst.
’Xiao Zhou’ was a way to belittle Zhou Can, flaunting his status and pretending to be a senior in front of him.
’Over here’ was meant to remind Zhou Can that this was Cardiothoracic Surgery, and Zhou Can was just an outsider.
The old geezer had probably been holding a grudge ever since he lost in the last fight for the department head position.
Now seeing Director Xue in trouble, instead of helping to weather the storm together, he was nearly humming with joy, which was infuriating. But that’s human nature for you.
Seeing a petitor in dire straits, he was naturally happy.
If Director Xue loses the department head chair this time, wouldn’t it be his turn again?
"It has been a while! Director Hee, you’re looking great!"
Zhou Can spoke to different people in different ways.
When dealing with such a person, one still had to play the surface game.
"Haha, too kind, too kind!" Vice Director Hee laughed delightedly.
"But..." Zhou Can dragged his words, with an expression of hesitation and reluctance to speak.
"But what?"
Vice Director Hee couldn’t help but ask further.
"It’s nothing much, I just suggest Director Hee might want to get a check-up if you have time." Zhou Can said indifferently.
"What do you mean by that?"
Vice Director Hee was evidently tense.
He was well aware of Zhou Can’s skills. In Cardiothoracic Surgery consultations and ward rounds, patients Zhou Can had pointed out as having issues were almost always confirmed quickly.
Now Zhou Can’s words clearly implied something was wrong with his health.
Judging by Zhou Can’s profound tone and manner, the problem seemed serious.
How could Vice Director Hee not be on edge?
"Uh... I was just giving a kind reminder off the cuff. Director Hee, there’s no need to dwell on it too much. Just make time for a check-up if possible. I came to see Director Xue about something, and I have to head back to the ER for work soon. We can chat next time."
Zhou Can raised it high and put it down lightly.
This was to keep the old geezer guessing.
What he couldn’t stand most were such backstabbing behaviors of petty men.
When the nest is overturned, no egg is left intact.
If Cardiothoracic Surgery truly went under, how well could Vice Director Hee fare?
If the country is ruined, where is home?
Yet some people were particularly foolish, only concerned with seizing immediate benefits with no regard for the bigger picture. Director Hu Kan refused to entrust the responsibilities of department head to Vice Director Hee until his death, presumably having seen through this old geezer’s nature.
If a department was entrusted to such a person, it would fall sooner or later.
"Hey, hey... don’t go, what exactly is wrong with my body?"
Vice Director Hee shouted anxiously from behind.
Zhou Can paused but didn’t turn around, merely glanced back at Vice Director Hee with a mysterious smile.
"It’s your body; where the problem lies, I believe you know better than I do."
This trick of pretending to be mysterious has been effective for thousands of years.
As long as one suspects their body is sick, it’s troubling. Even if they’re healthy, they can worry themselves sick.
Back in university, whenever a professor introduced a disease, Zhou Can would always feel he had it too. It’s a feeling many medical students have experienced.
Once people develop suspicion, they’ll remain caught in doubt until they find a concrete answer.
For instance, if a man suspects his wife of cheating, and he sees her getting close to a male colleague, he’ll think, Old Li normally doesn’t drive my wife home. Why are they suddenly together today? Something must be up between them.
When he sees his wife earning an extra thousand in bonuses this month, he’ll wonder if Manager Wang fancies her. If there’s nothing special, why is she the only one getting that extra?
...
Over continuous suspicion, the man will bee increasingly neurotic and sensitive. Divorce is almost a sure oute.
Zhou Can was now planting a seed in Vice Director Hee’s mind, suggesting his body had issues but not specifying where.
Intentionally leaving Vice Director Hee to guess himself.
A man in his fifties, at that age, it’s impossible not to have some aches and pains. Henceforth, he’ll likely live in fear and suspicion, wondering which part of him Xiao Zhou was calling out.
Today, if he had a stomachache, he might suspect it’s colorectal cancer.
Next, he’d try scheduling colonoscopies, abdominal CTs.
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