Chapter 483: Recruiting another general, a murder in the middle of the night
Could it be that Dr. Pu Dingdong was an undercover agent sent by some hospital? Zhou Can really didn't dare to even think about this kind of thing.
He took Zhou Can all the way out of the floor where the thoracic surgery department was located and stood in the empty corridor.
The chosen location is at the end of the corridor.
It was already midnight, and behind them was the toilet and the cleaning lady's storage room. The two stood in front of the window.
"Dr. Zhou, thank you for giving me this opportunity to talk alone. I want to follow you, is that okay?"
Dr. Pu just looked at him straight, his eyes were sincere but his tone was cautious, fearing being rejected.
In the dim light, his expression was not clear enough.
I can feel that he must be very nervous at the moment.
"Your words are quite profound. What do you mean by following me?"
Zhou Can squinted his eyes and looked at the man.
"Maybe I used the wrong words. I just want to learn from you. As long as you give me the opportunity, I can do any job." Dr. Pu behaved very respectfully in front of Zhou Can.
It's like a first grader making a request to his teacher.
Full of expectations, but afraid of being rejected.
"I... currently have a master's degree, four complete certificates, and three years of formal work experience in the city's first hospital. I completed my regular training at the first affiliated hospital of a famous university. My surgical skills are a bit weak, but I think my basic medical theory is quite solid, especially in the field of immunology, which I am quite good at."
He was worried about being rejected by Zhou Can, so he quickly introduced his abilities and specialties.
"How come you want to work in cardiothoracic surgery when you major in immunology?"
"My home is in the provincial capital. In fact, when I finish my training, if I work hard, I can have a chance to work in a hospital affiliated to a university. At that time, considering that I was the only son of my parents, I chose to go back to the provincial capital to find a job. Tuya Hospital and Provincial People's Hospital were the two hospitals I preferred, but it was difficult to get into either of them. I had no choice but to bow to reality and enter the First Hospital."
Dr. Pu talks about his job-hunting experience.
Not every medical student is as lucky as Zhou Can.
In fact, it is extremely difficult to get a job at Tuya Hospital.
There are a lot of graduate students who are rejected.
Even some postgraduate PhD students were eliminated.
Tuya is now under the helm of President Zhu, who works hard to improve the hospital and recruit clinical medical staff and scientific researchers, all of whom pay great attention to quality.
In the logistics and administrative departments, you can see many people with connections, but in the clinical departments, you can hardly see any people with connections.
Even people with connections can't squeeze in. Postgraduate students with poor academic qualifications, or medical students with poor ability and potential, basically have no chance of being hired.
This phenomenon is also one of the reasons for the widespread anxiety among medical students in clinical departments.
Some top hospitals have very high thresholds for recruiting. It is not enough to just have a degree to get in. The days when you could get in easily with just a master's degree are long gone.
The stronger the hospital, the harder it is to get in.
The ordinary hospitals below are facing the embarrassing situation of difficulty in recruiting people.
Clinical medicine students who graduated from better colleges are unwilling to compromise themselves and do not even consider some ordinary hospitals.
It’s like finding a partner, you can’t get one who is too high, and you can’t get one who is too low.
After all, the number of medical students in clinical departments is relatively small, and it is very difficult to graduate. On university campuses, students in clinical departments are often taken to emergency rooms by ambulances because of excessive study.
Nowadays, all the college students who can be admitted into the medical major are top students.
After the fiercely competitive college entrance examination, medical students generally have advantages such as high IQ, strong learning ability, self-discipline, and diligence. Which medical student doesn't have a little arrogance in his heart?
Dr. Pu is not the best among medical students, but he is definitely not bad.
From his clinical performance, we can see that he is pragmatic and professional in his work, and he is also very motivated.
He was willing to give up better job opportunities and return to his hometown in the provincial capital to take care of his aging parents, which was a manifestation of filial piety. Generally speaking, a filial child is not a bad person.
Zhou Can had a greater appreciation for this person.
"Doctor Zhou, can you please give me a chance? I changed jobs from the First Hospital to Tuya Hospital. I just came here not long ago, and I want to switch from the cardiothoracic surgery department to your team. It's not that I am too ambitious, but I want to have better development. I really love medicine and want to learn more skills. You are the one who can help me realize my dream."
After Dr. Pu finished speaking, he looked at Zhou Can with some fiery eyes.
“How do you want to develop?”
Zhou Can is not the kind of person who would make hasty decisions after being easily moved by a few words from others.
At the beginning, when Yang Zhi wanted to join his team, even though he urgently needed a medical assistant, he still conducted a strict and comprehensive assessment of Yang Zhi before agreeing.
"It would be best if I could perform surgery with you. If not, I can do some odd jobs with you. For example, I can help you manage postoperative patients. I think I can do it well ."
Dr. Pu is good at immunology, which makes Zhou Can very optimistic.
He himself is relatively poor in the field of immunology.
Although I have been cramming all kinds of knowledge over the years, my time and energy are limited after all, and it is almost impossible to cover everything.
"Do you know which department I work in? I work in the worst emergency department in this hospital."
Zhou Can looked at him and said seriously.
"I know, I know, but I think it doesn't matter which department you are in. It all depends on the doctor's ability, level, medical ethics, and potential. I believe you will definitely achieve great results in the future. Of course, if I'm wrong, I'll admit it. Every decision in life is a gamble. I can grow up with you. This path is my own choice. No matter how bad it is, I will finish it with tears and gritted teeth."
Dr. Pu is a few years older than Zhou Can, and is estimated to be around 31 or 32 years old this year.
Relatively speaking, Zhou Canhe was satisfied with her age, education background, character and professional level.
Now that he has made his own choice, Zhou Can also thought of recruiting him.
"Have you thought it through?"
"Well, I've already thought about it many times."
"Have you thought about it many times? When did you think about joining my team?"
"Yesterday, I saw you treating a patient with hemothorax. You were not only an excellent doctor, but also a kind-hearted person. I made up my mind from that moment on. To say that I started paying attention to you... Hehe, I started noticing you on the first day I entered the Department of Cardiothoracic Surgery. It was mainly because you were too high-profile in the Department of Cardiothoracic Surgery. I was particularly shocked at the time. How could a doctor who was younger than me be so awesome in the Department of Cardiothoracic Surgery? You were good at almost everything, including making rounds, diagnosing difficult cases, and participating in major surgeries. The chief physician and deputy chief physician of the department were all very polite to you. It was hard for us newcomers not to notice such a dazzling presence."
After listening to what Dr. Pu said, Zhou Can smiled bitterly.
It’s not that he wants to be high-profile, but it’s too difficult to keep a low profile after becoming powerful.
Especially in clinical operations, many things must be done when necessary.
Just imagine, the patient is almost dying, and you are still thinking about how to hide your strength and stand by and watch. Is that appropriate?
Sometimes, the rescue time may only be one or two minutes, or even shorter.
The purpose of studying medicine is to save lives. As for whether it is high-profile or not, Zhou Can has never really cared about it.
"Okay, I'll talk to Director Xue tomorrow, and then apply to Director Lou of the emergency department. If they both agree, you can go over and be my comrade-in-arms. But let me be frank, my team has very strict requirements. If you don't perform well, or if there are serious problems later, such as poor medical ethics or dereliction of duty... then I can kick you out of the team at any time."
Zhou Can always likes to make things clear in advance.
This is called three rules.
"Great! Thank you, thank you, I will definitely cherish this hard-earned opportunity."
Dr. Pu was as happy as a child at this moment.
His face was full of smiles and joy, and some excited body expressions made Zhou Can couldn't help laughing.
"After you go there, I will let you try to manage the bed first. The salary may not be as good as that of cardiothoracic surgery. You can think about it carefully tonight. If you don't want to, send me a message or call me tomorrow morning."
Transferring a doctor across departments is not as easy as one might think.
This requires the consent of the heads of both departments. As for the Medical Department and the Personnel Department, they will generally do the favor. As long as the two departments have discussed it, they will not make things difficult.
After talking with Dr. Pu, Zhou Can walked out of the hospital.
It’s so late, I have to go home quickly.
Because the distance is very short, he usually chooses to walk. He bought a Mercedes-Benz and basically sleeps in the garage.
For people who have no money, owning a luxury car is a dream come true.
I fantasize about driving a luxury car and showing off in front of my classmates, hometown, and relatives. But in the eyes of rich people like Zhou Can, no matter how expensive a car is, it is just a means of transportation.
Moreover, rich people like him, unless they are the second generation of rich people or the second generation of officials, are generally very busy at work.
The car is often not used very much.
That means commuting to get off work, meeting clients, doing business and so on.
After walking out of the hospital, a cool night breeze blew, making his mind exceptionally clear.
After working hard in the hospital all day, I arrived at the hospital at around seven in the morning and have been busy until now. Even an iron man would feel exhausted.
It is difficult for outsiders to understand the hard work of doctors.
Medical staff often work day and night.
As he walked into a narrower street, that uneasy feeling returned.
It’s so late, is there someone secretly following us?
He frowned and quickened his pace, wondering secretly how he could find the person who was following him.
If it wasn't an illusion, this person had been following him for quite some time.
The purpose is definitely not simple.
Knowing that he is rich, you want to kidnap him?
Or are there patients or family members who have conflicts with him and are looking for an opportunity to retaliate against him?
It’s hard to judge now.
Suddenly, he felt an itch between his eyebrows, his scalp went numb, the hair on his body stood on end, his eyelids twitched wildly, and his heart was beating fast.
Instinctively sensing danger, he took a big step forward and ran forward.
And when running, the zigzag route is chosen.
Running in a curve is to avoid being targeted by criminals with weapons such as guns or bows and arrows.
Bang!
A loud noise came from behind, which was particularly scary in the quiet night.
He subconsciously turned his head to check.
With the help of the dim street lights, he saw a heavy flower pot falling where he had walked before. The soil was scattered all over the ground, and the flowers planted in it were unknown, and they had long since withered and died.
"Murder, someone wants to murder me!"
Zhou Can was not a three-year-old child. He immediately realized that someone wanted to kill him.
If he had dodged a little slower just now, such a heavy flowerpot would have hit him on the head and would have killed him instantly.
You know, falling objects from high altitude, even just an egg, can easily smash a person's skull.
At present, the country has enacted legislation regarding falling objects from high altitudes because falling objects from high altitudes seriously threaten the lives of pedestrians.
Some couples quarrel and throw knives and bottles out of the window when they disagree.
It is easy to kill passers-by downstairs.
The street was lined with shops on both sides, and their doors were closed.
The floors are not particularly high, generally around eleven or nine floors.
Most of the buildings in the city center are relatively old, and 11 floors are considered tall buildings. Some are shorter, with only seven or six floors.
As the cost of demolition is much higher than the cost of land acquisition, few developers are willing to rebuild old urban areas.
Zhou Can looked up at the rooftop, but couldn't see anyone under the dim starlight.
Call the police or just forget it?
At this moment, some residents were awakened from their deep sleep, opened their windows and looked down.
The murderer came prepared and must have made adequate arrangements for evacuation.
Calling the police at this moment is unlikely to have any effect.
And the police will most likely treat this as an accident.
However, it can at least give the murderer some deterrence. If the truth can be found, it would be great.
Even if nothing is found, the record of the police report will be a good evidence for prosecution once the murderer is found in the future.
Finally, Zhou Can took out his cell phone and called the police.
In the middle of the night, the police on duty received the alarm and quickly arrived at the scene in a police car .
Zhou Can briefly described what happened. The police registered his identity information and made a police record.
Then go around the shops in front and reach the back of the building.
Because the police who came to deal with the situation were familiar with the terrain, they easily led them to the stairwell. When they reached the top floor, they could see a rusty iron ladder at the entrance of the patio.
After climbing up with great effort, I found that the rooftop was covered with rainproof cement slabs and some miscellaneous items were piled up there.
Near the street where the accident occurred, you can see many flower pots, and the flowers and plants planted in them have basically died.
There were three flower pots placed on the edge of the roof.
You know, there is a half-meter-high guardrail on the edge. The flower pots are placed on the guardrail, which is unusual in itself.
Zhou Can was about to move a flower pot to take a look.
"Don't move!"
The older policeman stopped him.
The policeman frowned, took out gloves from his pocket, put them on, and then moved a flower pot.
Then another policeman shone a flashlight on the bottom of the flower pot.
"These flower pots must have been newly moved to the guardrail. There are no signs of aging under the flower pots. I just found that there are traces of four flower pots placed on the ground."
As expected of a professional, he easily discovered some unusual clues.
At this point, it can be basically confirmed that someone deliberately used a flowerpot to hit Zhou Can to death.
Create the illusion that someone was accidentally killed by falling objects from high altitude.
"If we take these three flower pots back, we might be able to extract fingerprints from them. This shouldn't be an accident, but a possible criminal case."
"Mr. Zhou, have you made enemies with anyone recently?"
"I am a doctor in the emergency department of Tuya Hospital. I come into contact with many patients every day. Sometimes patients may not understand and question my diagnosis and treatment methods. Also, occasionally some family members will make some unreasonable requests, and after being rejected, they may hate me. As for direct conflicts with anyone, I don't think there have been any. You see, I'm so busy that I just got off work now. When I get home, I just take a shower and go to bed. I don't even have time to have a conflict with anyone."
Zhou Can was also very depressed. He didn't know who wanted to kill him?
