My Medical Skills Give Me Experience Points-Chapter 311 - 155: It really is him. The unscrupulous are the heroes.

Chapter 311 -155: It really is him. The unscrupulous are the heroes.

As with Doctor Shan from the orthopedics department, Director Wen’s biggest concern right now is how to make Zhou Can stay and help indefinitely.

The two-month standardized training period is too short.

It passes in the blink of an eye.

When that time comes and Zhou Can leaves, Director Wen will be back to square one.

This is a reality that Director Wen is very reluctant to face. In fact, Director Wen is well aware that once the two months are up, it will be impossible to keep Zhou Can.

He can’t always stay in neurosurgery.

According to regulations, he must rotate through all the relevant departments, and it’s not just a mere formality. freēwēbηovel.c૦m

He must pass the standardized training assessments before a completion certificate is issued.

If he can’t be retained now, the only option left will be to poach him for collaboration after his training is complete.

Therefore, Director Wen has been increasingly favorable towards Zhou Can.

Not only does he offer Zhou Can plenty of high-risk surgical training opportunities, but he also provides care in various everyday tasks.

Other trainees almost have to take night shifts every other day.

Zhou Can, however, enjoys a privilege in this regard.

He only takes two to three night shifts a month.

According to Director Wen’s instructions to his attending physicians, arranging night shifts for Zhou Can must ensure that Director Wen doesn’t have surgery the next morning, and it must not exceed three days a month.

Look, even the attending physicians don’t enjoy such treatment.

Neurosurgery is quite special with four ICU wards, requiring at least one attending physician on duty at night.

And because the number of doctors in neurosurgery is relatively small, the rotation frequency for attending physicians is very high.

Apart from night shifts, Zhou Can also enjoys special privileges in ward rounds, writing case reports, and changing patients’ medications.

Furthermore, whenever Zhou Can encounters medical difficulties in neurosurgery, he can consult Director Wen at any time.

These special treatments are envied by other doctors.

Unfortunately, they don’t have Zhou Can’s skills, and can only feel a bit sour about it.

Director Wen was reviewing medical orders and cases in his office when Wu Baihe led Director Xie over.

“Old Wen is busy!”

Director Xie greeted him with a smile.

“Oh, Director Xie is a rare visitor! You and Director Wu coming together, there must be something, please sit down to talk.”

Director Wen got up and welcomed the two to sit down.

Wu Baihe heads the neurosurgery department and is technically his superior. Whether it’s surgical skills or administrative rank, Wu Baihe absolutely supersedes him.

Not to mention Director Xie.

Managing the operations of all the departments under general surgery, he’s akin to the marshal of surgery.

Additionally, Director Xie’s surgical and diagnostic abilities are exceptionally strong.

Ever since Director Xie took the position of head of general surgery, even though there were some shortcuts, everyone has witnessed the hard work and contributions he has made to the surgery department.

He is undoubtedly a qualified head director.

The surgeons under him also highly support Director Xie.

“Old Wen, we were classmates back in the day. I’ve noticed since I became the head of surgery, you’ve rarely come to visit me. Over five years ago, when I was elected as the head of surgery, your strong support and vote were crucial, and I’ve never forgotten that favor. You can’t become a stranger just because our positions are different!”

After sitting down, Director Xie began by pulling on emotional strings and reminiscing about the past.

Who would have thought that he and Director Wen were classmates?

And it seemed, from his words, that Director Xie became the head of the surgery department a little over five years ago.

“I’ve been busy! Besides, since you became the head of surgery, you’ve been busier than me. If we really wanted to stay connected, we can do so after retirement, maybe play some chess together, walk in the park, or go fishing by the lake. Haven’t you seen it? Bajing Lake is now beautifully done, I’m even thinking of buying a small two-bedroom flat there to retire with my wife!”

Director Wen made tea for both while chuckling in response.

“I’ve also visited Bajing Lake, it’s really nicely done. Retiring and moving there as a group sounds like a good idea. But the property prices there are skyrocketing; if you want to buy, you have to act fast.”

Wu Baihe added timely.

“That settles it then, if I don’t have a meeting this Saturday, I’ll find the time to go look at some houses. I just happen to have some spare cash, which I invested in stocks, and it’s been nothing but losses. Whenever I look at the stock prices, my blood pressure shoots up.”

Director Xie’s comment made the other two burst into laughter.

“Stocks, that thing’s a pitfall. Whoever jumps in gets unlucky; whenever I mention using money to buy stocks, my wife gets on my case with her nagging.” Director Wen seems quite afraid of his wife.

In reality, men who are “afraid” of their wives aren’t truly afraid.

It’s just about indulging their wives, a display of love.

“Here, try this green tea my son sent! According to him, there are only five plants of this variety, and this is the first harvest of the year.”

Director Wen brought out the green tea his son sent as a treat for these two distinguished guests.

Director Xie picked it up and smelled it, his eyes lighting up. “This tea is truly excellent. The brewed tea is vivid green, smells fragrant but not overwhelming, refreshing to the soul. Old Wen, is your son set on diving into the traditional Chinese medicine industry? With his qualifications, and coupled with your connections, wouldn’t it be better to get him a job as a doctor in Tu Ya?”

They say it’s good to have connections in high places.

Director Wen, being a pivotal department head at Tu Ya, pulling strings to get his son a job in the hospital wouldn’t be difficult.

“Ah, they say a grown son will not follow his father. You know my son, he’s even more stubborn than me. Once he’s set on something, I can’t persuade him otherwise. He even lectured me, saying traditional Chinese medicine is the essence of our Chinese heritage, which is being highly regarded abroad now, yet we are neglecting the valuable legacy left by our ancestors. Not only is he personally investing effort in growing medicinal herbs, but he also wants me to engage in traditional Chinese medicine research after retirement.”