My Medical Skills Give Me Experience Points Chapter 444: 202: Why Are You Crying Now? Double Happiness C

Chapter 444: Chapter 202: Why Are You Crying Now? Double Happiness Cos Knocking

The patient with the difficult case was finally cured successfully after their parents had worked on their mindset, unraveled their psychological knots, and greatly alleviated their ntal stress.

No more signs of reduced appetite or diarrhea after eating appeared.

Zhou Can also had another great opportunity to show his face.

His status in the Digestive Surgery departnt obviously rose once again.

Two attending physicians, who were usually quite aloof toward him, would smile when they saw him and even stop to chat for a bit.

Although their conversations might be trivial, such as asking if he was preparing for an operation in the surgery room,

or the attending physicians saying, “Dr. Zhou, your last case analysis and diagnosis were great, why don’t you co to our team and give us a hand soti!”

Zhou Can would respond warmly to each with a smile.

In the office of the Digestive Surgery departnt, unlike ordinary rotational trainees, Zhou Can had a fixed desk that belonged to him. Other rotational trainees, since most of them rotate through various departnts for a period of one to three months,

are not allocated personal desks.

They usually write up patient records perched on whatever communal seating is available.

On the surface, all doctors in the hospital are equal, but in reality, there is a clear distinction in how they are treated.

Attending physicians and above receive better treatnt.

Resident doctors are treated decently.

Rotational trainees and interns are basically as pitiful as manual laborers.

In so departnts, even getting water to drink can be frowned upon. Fruits and snacks, when shared, rarely include rotational trainees, and while this can be frustrating, there is technically nothing wrong with it, as these are often bought by the other doctors or nurses.

However, such an invisible discriminatory treatnt can be quite unpleasant.

Zhou Can considers Director Jia, whom he is currently working with, to be an exceptionally generous and open superior.

When surgeries extend into altis in the operating room, Director Jia would willingly pay for als for everyone.

Whether it’s rotational trainees, nurses, or interns, everyone gets a share.

With the workday almost over, Zhou Can was rushing to finish writing patient records and prescribing orders.

The biggest difference with following Director Jia compared with other doctors is that Director Jia is more willing to delegate authority.

He entrusts his doctors with any tasks they are capable of handling.

Zhou Can often prescribes orders for many patients in the group.

After finishing, he typically asks Senior Sister Qiu to check the orders for general patients, while for critical patients, he sends them to Director Jia for personal review.

Any misstep can be bad for everyone involved.

At that mont, his phone rang.

Pulling it out, he saw it was from Qiao Yu.

She rarely calls Zhou Can, usually chatting more often through WeChat.

“Beautiful Qiao, what’s up?”

Zhou Can propped the phone on his neck and continued to write up records while chatting with her.

“Neurosurgery notified to attend training tomorrow, did you secretly help out?” Her voice was sowhat hoarse as she asked.

She had been wanting to train in the more accessible General Surgery departnt, but despite waiting for over two months, she had never been scheduled.

Now Neurosurgery had suddenly inford her to co and start work tomorrow, the surprise was almost too sudden.

“I didn’t really help; it must be because you are so outstanding that Neurosurgery picked you.”

Zhou Can responded with a smile.

“Can you be serious? I was completely stunned when I received the notice; it was such a pleasant surprise. Nurse Chief Niu even personally called to her office recently for a talk, tactfully asking , since I have such influence in the hospital, why didn’t I say so earlier? She also said if I return to work in the Ergency Departnt, she would definitely give better treatnt.”

Qiao Yu was a nurse who worked hard quietly without any background connections.

She often endured bullying from other nurses in the Ergency Departnt.

She was well aware that she didn’t have any ‘influence’.

Upon reflection, she guessed that Zhou Can might have helped her from behind the scenes.

This was because Zhou Can had asked about her welfare in the Ergency Departnt last ti and had ntioned helping her inquire about training in Neurosurgery and Cardiothoracic Surgery.

“Well, isn’t this great? Don’t you want to work in the Intensive Care dicine Departnt for a year? Once you’re in Neurosurgery, train there for a month or two, then move to Thoracic Surgery for another couple of months of training. Afterward, a few months of training in Internal dicine and you’ll have the qualifications to work in Intensive Care dicine.”

Zhou Can advised her.

“Zhou Can, if you don’t tell the truth, I’m going to the Digestive Surgery departnt to find you right now.”

Her words carried a hint of threat with a coquettish chastisent.

Ever since she found out Zhou Can had a girlfriend, her interaction with him, be it at work or chatting on WeChat, had been mostly work-related. Occasionally they would discuss interesting life and work events or personal thoughts.

“Don’t! If you co looking for , we’ll be the talk of the hospital, then how would you ever get married?”

Zhou Can knew well enough about his gossip-loving colleagues in the Digestive Surgery departnt.

They could turn nothing into sothing substantial.

If Su Qianqian heard about it, even if she wouldn’t make a scene, it would still create unease in her heart.

“Humph, I’m not scared at all! The only colleagues I’m really close to at Tuya Hospital are you, Tang Ling, and Li Shuangshuang, and they aren’t in a position to help . The more I think about it, the more I realize only you could have had the ability to help . You’ve done it before; helping without ever telling .”

She was too smart.

She couldn’t be fooled.

“Hey, ‘prior record’ is a pejorative term, it’s highly inappropriate to use it for your benefactor, you know!” Zhou Can protested.

“I knew it was you, admit it! You are always so good to , helping without asking for anything in return. Thank you for helping achieve my wish, I will study hard in Neurosurgery.”