"Thank you for your encouragement!"
Zhou Can smiled gratefully at her.
Today’s outpatient session made him once again realize the importance of fame.
Even the finest wine still needs to be promoted.
He had no outstanding educational qualifications, his experience was too shallow, too young, with low visibility—all these were obstacles he currently needed to overcome.
Today must have been the happiest day for Du Leng in a while.
He had long regarded Zhou Can as a rival. Watching Zhou Can achieve great success time and again in diagnosing difficult diseases, while he, with all his overseas-doctorate knowledge, had no achievements, filled him with urgency.
He was desperate to change the embarrassing situation of being outdone by a domestic undergraduate.
Fortunately, the gods are fair.
Zhou Can had basked in glory for three consecutive days, but today, he suffered his most dismal Waterloo ever.
During the entire day’s clinic, he only saw two patients.
One of them even stood him up, taking the examination request form he had prepared and running off directly. Such incidents were extremely rare in the hospital.
If that wasn’t bad enough, the other patient took the prescription that had been made up, didn’t pay, and ran directly to Director Dai to register. They asked Director Dai for a consultation again.
This was an obvious display of distrust in Zhou Can’s medical skills.
Although in the end, the medication and diagnosis given by Director Dai were the same as that of Zhou Can. But who knew whether Director Dai deliberately preserved Zhou Can’s face by doing so?
Zhou Can was downcast, but Du Leng’s bad luck dissipated and good fortune came knocking.
He saw fourteen patients in total today, aside from handing over two difficult cases to other specialists, the rest were solved by Du Leng.
Compared to Zhou Can, he was quite fruitful.
No wonder he was so pleased.
Seeing one’s strongest rival unlucky, anyone would feel happy.
Du Leng couldn’t possibly just keep quiet when he finally had the chance to gloat. That just wasn’t his style.
The nouveau-riche, upon getting ten coins, must shake their clothes with a clatter.
For three days straight, he had been either criticized or had no accomplishments; he had long felt frustrated.
Today, he gained a bright victory, and Zhou Can encountered an unprecedented ’cold winter.’ If he didn’t gloat to Zhou Can’s face, he would definitely not be able to sleep after returning to the hotel tonight.
Du Leng, carrying his meal tray, approached with a light step.
"Dr. Zhou sure has a way with women! One beauty after another, whether doctors or nurses, they all like to be close to you. It truly is enviable."
Du Leng usually didn’t get along with Zhou Can and they seldom had any formal conversations.
This was just an attempt to make small talk.
In his view, Zhou Can’s popularity with women was indeed enviable. The beauties appearing around Zhou Can were not only good-looking but also well-featured and with inner quality.
"Ha! A single matter, seen through different eyes, may yield different results. In the eyes of those solely focused on work, when they see me interacting with female nurses and doctors, being together, they see us working hard to save patients. But in the eyes of a romantic like Dr. Du, you see good relations with women and envy the chance to be with so many beauties."
Zhou Can did not answer him directly.
Instead, he provided an example as a retort.
Different mindsets yield different perspectives.
Some people always see ghosts because they harbor guilt themselves. The ancients have said, one who does nothing guilty doesn’t fear a ghost’s knock at midnight.
The real interpretation of this saying is people draw completely different conclusions about the same things.
Blind men feeling an elephant—all have different takes.
"We’re all human, driven by basic desires! Dr. Zhou really doesn’t have to pretend to be a gentleman. For a young person to date and try different girlfriends, this is perfectly normal abroad. Only those who have no ability stick with just one girlfriend for life, or even fail to get a girlfriend at all!"
Du Leng’s intelligence was very high, and his ability to argue was no worse than Zhou Can’s.
After a retort, he switched topics.
"Today, when I saw Dr. Zhou sitting there bored during the clinic, I felt quite disheartened. Such impressive medical skills, Dr. Zhou, yet scarcely anyone seeks you out; it really stirs up sympathy."
Wasn’t this an insincere act of feigned compassion?
Zhou Can rolled his eyes, overcome with nausea.
"If there’s a need, I can spare a few patients for Dr. Zhou tomorrow. Ah, you don’t understand; as soon as they see I’m an overseas-doctorate, they all clamor to register with me, even preferring to wait in line. I’m really a bit too busy to handle it all!"
Du Leng’s goal was to show off in front of Zhou Can.
Truly, to help and care for Zhou Can—there was no such kindness.
When had Zhou Can ever fallen so low as to need charity? Simply laughable.
A mere pretender dares to bark so wildly in front of him?
"Thanks for the ’kind’ offer, Dr. Du. The patients you’ve passed to other specialists aren’t actually few. That little boy who swallowed live fish yesterday; didn’t you pass him on to me? When I went on the ward rounds today, the patient’s family was still talking about you. They wondered how an overseas doctor couldn’t diagnose their child’s illness. I was so indignant to hear that; the family was saying such excessive things. An overseas doctor is also human, and they just went abroad to study for a few more years. Why must they be able to diagnose any illness?"
Zhou Can’s greatest pleasure was to choke such shameless people. Fresh chapters posted on 𝙣𝙤𝙫𝙚𝙡⚫𝔣𝔦𝔯𝔢⚫𝘯𝘦𝘵
A piece of trash, even have the nerve to boast in front of him? You like to show off, don’t you? Then let’s speak upfront about how you always pass difficult patients on to other doctors.