As long as you’re better than your past self, that’s progress, that’s a good thing.
"Alright, it’s getting late, everyone should go home and rest! There is still plenty of new diagnosis and treatment work waiting for you tomorrow! Us doctors, once we set foot on the journey of practicing medicine steadily, are destined to toil all our lives. Every time I want to stop and take a good rest, I can’t help but think, can the patients wait?"
Director Hu Kan’s words made everyone involuntarily fall into deep thought.
"The answer is obvious, the patients cannot wait! So I have been bustling around for most of my life, only slowing down when my physical condition no longer allowed it."
His words are simple and ordinary, yet they deeply resonate within everyone’s hearts.
Doctors are born to toil.
Director Hu Kan is a true reflection of the majority of medical staff’s lifetime.
"Director Hu, even now you’re still shining brightly! I can’t imagine what would happen to Cardiothoracic Surgery without you gritting your teeth to support us."
Indeed, it is true.
If Director Hu Kan fell ill and directly withdrew from managing hospital matters, what would Cardiothoracic Surgery bee? Hard to predict.
"As for me... ever since I joined Cardiothoracic Surgery, I was destined to burn out my last bit of energy for this department. You better not spread this around, or others will laugh that I’m praising my own mellon like Aunt Wang!"
Director Hu smiled and waved his hand, walking slowly outside with the support of Zhou Can and Director Xue Yan.
Usually, with Zhou Can present, he would generally escort him to the car alone.
Director Hu is a reasonable person, and the son he raised is very filial. He would drive the car on time every day, waiting in front of the hospital’s surgical building.
When he sees Zhou Can, he would greet him with a friendly smile.
He would also get out of the car first, open the door early, and assist Director Hu to sit in the back seat.
"Xiao Zhou, Xue Yan, you two look especially like siblings!"
Director Hu Kan got into the car, squinting his eyes to observe them after, speaking in a very serious tone.
"Uh... really! Maybe our looks are somewhat similar!"
Director Xue Yan touched her face, responding with a surprised smile.
"It’s not about your looks being similar, but your temperaments having similar elements. Both are kind, yet can show sharpness when needed, flexible and clever in doing things, not rigid. Also, it seems your temperaments are quite patible, almost indistinguishable from real siblings."
Director Hu continued to seriously correct Xue Yan’s answer.
"If I pletely collapse one day, Xue Yan, I hope you can take on the heavy responsibilities of the department. I’ve already talked about this with Director Xie, and consulted with Vice Director Hee from the department. Procedurally, there shouldn’t be any major issues. Xiao Zhou, I know that Cardiothoracic Surgery’s small pond can’t retain you, but I hope you can help Xue Yan more, help her stabilize her position as department director. Help her stabilize the development of Cardiothoracic Surgery. If there’s something major, the two of you should discuss it as if you were family."
Director Hu Kan seemed to have a lot more to say today.
Even when speaking, breathlessly gasping for air, he still insisted on finishing his words.
Somehow it felt a bit like he was leaving final instructions.
"Sister Yan has always taken great care of me. If she bees the department director of Cardiothoracic Surgery, I will certainly do my utmost to assist." When Zhou Can said this, he carried a lot of weight.
Because his position in Cardiothoracic Surgery is very special, almost everyone knows he is Director Hu’s direct disciple, and of the kind that inherits his mantle.
Look at Director Le, Jin Mingxi, and others as well; they are also disciples of Director Hu, but the treatment they receive is noticeably different.
So-called closeness differs.
The mantle-bearing disciple and ordinary disciple, ordinary disciple and those ’registered disciples’ who just followed Director Hu Kan for a few months, all have different distinctions.
First of all, Zhou Can has the status of a mantle-bearing disciple, everyone internally acknowledges his special position.
Be it the imperial succession in ancient times, or the inheritance of a martial arts sect or Chinese medicine sect, it all values the term "orthodox."
In inheriting Director Hu Kan’s medical skills and techniques, Zhou Can is recognized by everyone as the orthodox successor.
Secondly, Zhou Can’s surgical skill and diagnostic ability are all there. Don’t be fooled by him just being a newly graduated resident doctor, but his strength can contend with many vice director physicians in Cardiothoracic Surgery.
The strength of this thing will always be the premier choice for establishing authority and ensuring one’s position.
With him standing behind to support Xue Yan as the department director of Cardiothoracic Surgery, surely there will be much less controversy.
"Teacher, my seniority is shallow, my medical skill level is inadequate, and my management ability is likewise lacking. You want me to be the department director; I... really don’t have the capability! You should consider choosing Director Le or Director Hee instead!"
Director Xue Yan seemed quite lacking in confidence.
Such a large department handed to her to steer, she seemed lacking in stature.
"That’s nonsense; the department director bears the heavy responsibility of leading the entire department towards a direction; how can it be randomly chosen? Vice Director Hee’s seniority indeed is old enough, his individual ability quite good, but his specialization is Thoracic Surgery. Our Cardiothoracic Surgery’s core is in the cardiac field. Just based on this alone, he cannot bee the department director."
Director Hu Kan unmonly grew angry.
Despite his speech resulting in panting, his walking shaky in need of support, but when angry, it had the power of a mountain shout and sea roar, which makes people tremble.
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