My Medical Skills Give Me Experience Points

Chapter 1232: Chapter 485: Rectal Repair Surgery, Director Qu Requests to Join_3

Qu Zi also pays close attention to the industry.

It’s not like she turns a blind eye to outside matters.

Nor does she work behind closed doors.

"Dr. Zhou, I mentioned this matter because I want to discuss with you whether there might be an opportunity for the anesthesiologist to fix a surgical team when the time comes, do you think we could collaborate?"

After all, she is an associate chief physician, and requesting to collaborate with Zhou Can’s team surely made her a little shy.

"I only have two or three big surgeries a day, and if you tie my surgical team with yours, I’m afraid it will severely affect your income."

Zhou Can has always been very clear-headed.

Don’t be fooled by the staggering number of surgeries in the Emergency Department each day, but there aren’t more than two major operations.

For ordinary Level 1 or Level 2 surgery, the main surgeons, or even circulating nurses, can administer local anesthesia to patients without needing anesthesiologists.

"Income, I believe, is only temporarily lower. I can see your surgical skills and growth speed. Coincidentally, I need to pursue a Full Professor title in the next few years; with less workload, I will have plenty of time to read and learn."

Qu Zi had clearly considered this before asking his opinion.

"Honored by the kindness of Director Qu and Teacher Qin, working with such outstanding anesthetic professionals, I am naturally eager to do so. I must remind both of you that the current situation in the Emergency Department is not very good, and whether we can increase Level 3 or Level 4 surgeries in the future remains uncertain. Please consider carefully."

Zhou Can thought the collaboration with Qu Zi was quite promising.

Director Feng’s level is too high, and it’s impossible to tie him with Zhou Can’s surgical team.

Even if Director Feng, due to his close relationship with Zhou Can, would be willing to bind with him, the hospital would not agree.

In terms of weight, Zhou Can’s current surgical team probably isn’t even in the top twenty at Tuya Hospital.

How could they possibly give him the hospital’s top anesthetist?

Moreover, Director Feng is somewhat older, and in a few years, he will retire. At present, Zhou Can’s team is still weak, with very few major surgeries. In the future, as Zhou Can grows and the number of major surgeries increases, Director Feng will be facing retirement.

So, collaborating with the younger Qu Zi is more beneficial for both parties.

"Then it’s settled. When the time comes to fill out the preferences, I’ll just fill in your Emergency Department."

Listening to Zhou Can’s agreement, a rare smile appeared on Qu Zi’s face.

When she asked, she was probably quite afraid of being rejected.

After all, it would be awkward!

"Great! Thank you, Director Qu and Teacher Qin, for your trust and kindness. I look forward to our fixed collaboration model in the future."

Zhou Can surprisingly stood up, walked over to them sincerely, and shook hands with them respectively.

Making both of them smile.

After dinner, everyone went to the bathroom, drank water, took a short break, and then continued with the surgery without further mention.

During the second major surgery, the atmosphere noticeably felt more harmonious.

This was related to the fixed partnership agreement between Zhou Can and Qu Zi during lunch.

From now on, they are essentially part of a team.

At the end of the workday, as he swiped open his phone screen, Zhou Can was stunned to find a notification from the local police station. The incident where he almost got hit by a falling flowerpot had already been filed, and the process had entered the crime investigation phase.

Seeing this message, Zhou Can was quite happy.

Filing the case, at least, means the police will send professional investigators to examine it.

He decided to call and inquire about the progress of the investigation.

"Hello, Officer Hu, I’m Zhou Can, the doctor who was attacked by a flowerpot thrown from the rooftop last night."

"Oh, hello, Dr. Zhou! We have already filed the case."

"May I ask if fingerprints were extracted from those flowerpots yesterday?"

"Well... the culprit is quite cunning, and we couldn’t extract any fingerprints. However, we unexpectedly found a discarded cigarette butt on the rooftop, which has been sent for technical analysis. It might have been left by the suspect. Additionally, we’ve extracted shoe prints at the scene, preliminarily identifying the individual as a male, possibly in his thirties..."