My Medical Skills Give Me Experience Points Chapter 682: 282: You Think Too Highly of Me, Choosing a Gro

Chapter 682: Chapter 282: You Think Too Highly of , Choosing a Group Leader

Such a competitive and strong-willed girl, if not utterly convinced by Zhou Can’s argunt, likely wouldn’t have put aside her pride to seek his advice.

Yang Chan nodded after listening to Zhou Can’s explanation.

“So that’s how it is! Do you think this female patient’s tumor might be malignant?” She seed to also find it unbearable that the young woman was afflicted with such a grave disease.

“Although I really hope her tumor is benign, various signs suggest that it is more likely malignant. And… it’s very likely that she has already missed the opportunity for surgery.”

Before the test results are out, Zhou Can would never discuss these matters with patients and their families.

Among doctors, discussions can be less formal.

“Ah… that serious? That’s so unfortunate.” Yang Chan’s expression turned somber and slightly sorrowful. After a mont, she looked up at Zhou Can and said, “With your great talent in dicine, have you ever thought about conquering cancer, the most ruthless killer among humans?”

Zhou Can was startled, then forced a smile, “There are many doctors more talented than in the world, yet none have conquered cancer. Up to now, cancer is still synonymous with incurable diseases. Squad leader, you think too highly of .”

He never brags without basis.

There are countless doctors striving to conquer cancer, yet none has succeeded to this day.

“No, I believe that if you are determined, you can definitely achieve it.”

Yang Chan looked at him with an unusual gaze.

It was also the first ti she took the initiative to hold a prolonged eye contact with Zhou Can.

“Squad leader, if I say you are naive, you might scold ! These days, tackling a major disease is no longer a one-man fight like in ancient traditional dicine, it requires a team, even multiple excellent teams working together to have a chance of success. Besides, my talent is not that great, really!”

Zhou Can said very seriously.

Yang Chan asking him to conquer cancer was really like the naive fantasy of a little girl.

Abroad, they began researching cancer cures many years ago, spent countless amounts of money, and exhausted nurous teams’ efforts and ti, yet to this day, no hospital dares claim they can cure cancer.

“If you are willing to take on this endeavor, I will follow you unconditionally.”

She boldly looked at Zhou Can, her gaze resolute and her expression determined.

She didn’t seem to be joking.

Zhou Can couldn’t help but worry, “Squad leader, are you okay?” really doubting whether she was delusional or had lost her senses.

At this mont, her deanor was very abnormal.

Normally in public, she was extrely cautious and intelligent in her speech.

Du Leng had tried to target her several tis, but she easily fended him off, showing her cleverness.

“I’m serious. When I said I wanted to follow you in this, it wasn’t a spur of the mont decision, nor was it because of this lymphoma patient’s influence, but a well-considered decision. Since my internship at Tuya Hospital, I’ve seen many patients lose their lives to cancer. Especially uterine and breast cancer, our obstetrics departnt sees such patients daily.”

“Do you know how miserable the children who lose their mothers are? So kids are less than a year old when their mothers pass away from breast cancer. There are also deeply loving couples where the wife is in the late stage of cervical cancer, and the husband can only watch helplessly as his beloved wife slowly dies. Every ti I see such scenes, I think, how great it would be if soone could cure cancer! Then these tragedies wouldn’t occur.”

Yang Chan spoke of her painful mories, her tone filled with sorrow.

“What is our purpose in studying dicine, if not to alleviate the suffering of patients? I know I don’t have the capability to accomplish this, but you have consistently shown exceptional talent in various dical fields, giving hope. As long as you set conquering cancer as your goal, I’m willing to follow you and assist you.”

When she ntioned the word ‘assistant’, a hint of bashfulness crossed her face.

Zhou Can had pursued her before.

The two of them are of a similar age.

Her role as an assistant likely also implied the intentions of a supportive partner.

At the very least, if Zhou Can pursued her now, she would probably agree to be his girlfriend.

“This goal is too ambitious, let’s talk about it later! However, I truly admire your great sentints and aspirations.”

Zhou Can tactfully declined.

They are still just resident trainees; there’s still so much to learn!

Not to ntion conquering cancer, even conquering complex surgeries or difficult diseases, they are still not yet qualified.

n tend to be more rational in these matters.

Won, on the other hand, are more emotional.

Director Zhang was seeing patients ahead; their conversation was evidently overheard by her.

However, she didn’t say anything.

Soon after, the woman who had a dilation and curettage surgery and suffered from polydipsia, limb paralysis, and consciousness disturbances returned from her saddle area MRI.

The timing was just right.

Their shift was about to end, and it was just in ti for her to co back from the scan.

“Professor Zhang, we’ve done all the tests as requested, please take another look at my wife.”

The patient’s husband placed the test results on Zhang Bihua’s desk.

“Just a mont, I’ll look at them after I finish prescribing this patient’s dicine,” Zhang Bihua said, and then she focused on writing the prescription.

Since it was off-duty ti, the outpatient hall was almost empty.