My Medical Skills Give Me Experience Points

Chapter 1233: Chapter 486: Sensible, Professional Assassin

This kind of case information wouldn’t normally be disclosed to outsiders. The other party might know Zhou Can’s identity isn’t ordinary, hence offering some preferential treatment.

After listening to Officer Hu’s introduction, Zhou Can couldn’t help but feel anxious.

He initially thought the prime suspect was Director Xue Yan’s ex-husband, but now the police’s preliminary investigation indicates the suspect is likely a male around 1.8 meters tall, approximately thirty years old, which clearly doesn’t match Xue Yan’s ex-husband.

Who exactly is the murderer?

Zhou Can racked his brain but couldn’t recall any conflict with such a man.

"Dr. Zhou, if you have any new leads, feel free to contact us at any time. If you discover the suspect, try to avoid a direct confrontation and call my number immediately."

Officer Hu advised him on some precautions.

"Alright, thank you! Oh, by the way, I noticed your police cars were quite old yesterday evening and even stalled twice while turning. I’m personally willing to donate two police cars to your station; is there any procedural issue with this?"

Zhou Can decided to make a donation after seeing how diligently and tirelessly the police conducted their investigation, responding promptly in the dead of night.

"Firstly, thank you. I need to report this to my superiors at the station, and I’ll get back to you once I have their approval."

Hearing Zhou Can offer to donate two police cars, Officer Hu noticeably spoke more politely to him.

There are plenty of wealthy people around, but those willing to donate resources to a police station are rare.

Even basic police cars in the hundred thousand range would cost over two hundred thousand in total.

"Goodbye!"

Zhou Can hung up the phone.

Instead of leaving work or going to the Cardiothoracic Surgery department, he headed to the Security Department.

Many people think of hospital security as the lowest group, akin to janitors.

But little do they know, security isn’t as bad as they imagine.

Those without backing might be low-profile, but those with connections aren’t afraid to confront matters. Especially when patients or their families cause trouble at the hospital, security has the authority to control the situation on site.

"Hello, I’d like to see your director!"

Zhou Can arrived at the Security Department office.

Two people were on duty.

Other security personnel might be stationed at the hospital’s front and back entrances, the administrative building, or patrolling various departments within the hospital.

"What do you want with our director?"

The younger security guard glanced at Zhou Can, his attitude slightly cold.

"I’d like to review surveillance footage from the last few days."

"To check hospital surveillance, you need a requisition slip from the hospital office, and it might even require the dean’s signature."

The young security guard, having some background, was assigned to the office.

His tone was rather arrogant, akin to someone speaking bureaucratically.

Sitting inside was an older security guard, nearing forty. Hearing someone request surveillance footage, he scrutinized Zhou Can carefully.

He suddenly shivered.

Isn’t this Dr. Zhou Can? My goodness, you can’t afford to offend this person. Last time, he directly toppled the head of the security department, the deputy dean of general affairs, and the assistant dean.

If they angered him, wouldn’t that spell disaster for the new director?

"Please hold on! The young guy didn’t recognize you; don’t hold it against him!"

The older security guard quickly stood up with a smile, speaking kindly to Zhou Can.

"Ordinarily, reviewing surveillance requires a slip from the higher-ups. As a doctor of the hospital, we’re sure your reason for reviewing it is important. This is a special case; I’ll report it to Director Mu first to try and spare you the cumbersome procedures."

This security guard, being more than ten years older, didn’t age those years in vain.

Handling matters, speaking, and dealing with situations, he was clearly more tactful than the younger guard.

"Thank you! May I ask your name?"

"The surname is Zhao! You can call me Old Zhao or Zhao Zhiguo."

The older security guard was very polite to him.

After introducing himself, he quickly called the director.

"Dr. Zhou, Director Mu said that regarding your request, our Security Department should handle it as a special case. Please tell me which area and what time frame you need the surveillance for, and we’ll retrieve it for you right away. Director Mu just left work and is on his way home; he said he’s turning around to come back to the hospital."

Look at that; this treatment rivals that of institutional leaders.

Happy to receive such goodwill, Zhou Can naturally accepted it.

The young security guard was left dumbfounded.

He nearly caused a disaster today. A doctor for whom even Director Mu of the Security Department had to return to attend—could that be an ordinary doctor?

He shot an awkward smile at Zhou Can, wanting to say something apologetic to make amends, but ultimately lacked the courage and eloquence, failing to utter anything substantial.

People often say that a taciturn person can’t manage three coherent words; they’re describing someone like him.

Going through a few rough times in society, enduring long enough in the workplace, one learns to develop a thick skin, better speaking skills, and a more sophisticated mind.

What if one doesn’t learn?

Tough luck.

Then they’ll be mercilessly eliminated by society or remain at the bottom.

Zhao Zhiguo helped Zhou Can review the surveillance footage.

Through diligent efforts, they indeed found the clues Zhou Can was looking for.

"Stop, stop! Right here, this person!"

Zhou Can excitedly pointed at a person on the surveillance screen wearing a baseball cap and mask.

The individual was stealthily following Zhou Can, always maintaining a certain distance.

No wonder Zhou Can had felt as if someone was tailing him these past few days.