msmithbooks Chapter 1384 549: The Body's Second Heart, Secretly Registered for a Doctor Visit_3
Chapter 1384 549: The Body's Second Heart, Secretly Registered for a Doctor Visit_3
He could feel that this man's strength was tremendous.Trusting his instincts, Zhou Can knew he was no match for him.
The other man also seemed a bit surprised and gave him a couple of appraising looks.
When he pulled Zhou Can away just now, the two had actually already had a brief clash.
"Didn't expect you to have a bit of skill."
The man snorted.
Besides a trace of surprise, his tone carried far more deep-seated contempt.
A pro can tell at a glance.
This man's combat ability was indeed much stronger than Zhou Can's.
After all, sanda and fighting were only a hobby for Zhou Can, whereas this man's calloused hands clearly marked him as a professional.
Zhou Can's profession was being a doctor.
"Brother Wei, you mustn't be rude to Dr. Zhou!"
The patient shouted at the middle‑aged man.
His words worked; the middle‑aged man immediately stepped back two paces and no longer made physical contact with Zhou Can.
"Dr. Zhou, please don't take offense."
The patient apologized to Zhou Can.
"It's fine." Zhou Can waved it off. "I may have already found the cause of your illness."
Treating the patient's heart failure was Zhou Can's job.
"Really?"
The patient's breathing grew especially rapid, his face full of expectation, eyes fixed tightly on Zhou Can.
"Medicine is extremely rigorous, so we can't be sure yet. But we can verify it through some tests. If you agree, I can put in a request for an echocardiography for you right now."
To find the cause of the patient's illness, the patient needed to cooperate.
"I agree, I agree, please put it in for me right now! I dream of getting cured and going back to school as soon as possible."
The patient was clearly more anxious than Zhou Can, more desperate to find the cause and get cured.
The hardest part of treating a disease is not being able to find the cause.
If you don't even know what's causing it, then treatment is like shooting arrows blindfolded. Whether you hit the bull's‑eye or not is pure luck.
Of course, for some special diseases, we still haven't developed the right drugs yet. Or the surgery is too difficult, making it just as hard to cure.
"Heh, a heart problem and you're tracing it to the leg, what a 'renowned doctor' you are!"
Brother Wei sneered.
People are like that: once the first impression is bad, it's hard to speak nicely afterward.
Brother Wei was clearly very prejudiced against Zhou Can.
"Brother Wei, my parents asked you to come with me to take care of me, not to butt heads with the doctor. If you still respect me, then be a bit more polite to Dr. Zhou, or I'll really get mad."
The patient was much more sensible than this Brother Wei.
Offending a doctor in a hospital is obviously not a wise move.
From their conversation it wasn't hard to tell that they weren't related by blood, but bound by employment.
Families who can afford to hire bodyguards are basically not ordinary families.
Zhou Can had long noticed that this young man surnamed Lan carried a kind of noble air that ordinary kids didn't have. That extraordinary bearing, the confidence and grounding in his speech, all showed he wasn't from a regular family.
But since ancient times, the Imperial Capital had been the Son of Heaven's city.
At the feet of the Son of Heaven, you're either from an official family or a noble one.
It was perfectly normal for this young man's family to have some power.
Not to mention anything else, the original residents of the capital, as long as they owned original housing, were already worth a lot.
If the family also had some foundation and elders in official positions, the younger generation would benefit even more.
"Alright, alright, I'll shut up!"
Brother Wei's face was full of reluctance.
But he didn't dare disobey his employer's words. He wore a look that said he wanted to see whether Zhou Can could actually figure out the cause of the illness.