My Medical Skills Give Me Experience Points

Men are steel, women are water.

Women can control men because such women know how to overcome strength with softness. The strongest man of steel can turn into gentle softness around a wise beauty.

Undeniably, the female journalist had successfully garnered Zhou Can's favorable impression using her superb social skills.

At least Zhou Can's gaze at her was no longer so cold and merciless.

But if she thought she could get Zhou Can to agree to her interview just like that, she was bound to be disappointed.

"Isn't there also no law requiring citizens to accept interviews from journalists? You have the right to interview me, and I have the right to refuse. I'm not a Prince, so why do some girls always feel like they're Princesses when they meet me?"

Zhou Can teased.

"Isn't that too much? I always thought doctors were known for their scalpel skills, but now I realize that a doctor's mouth can be even sharper than the scalpel!" She found that this young doctor was exceptionally good at verbal sparring.

If the sparring continued, she would be even more devastated.

So she decided to use her womanly softness to overcome strength once again, and while retorting against Zhou Can with a coquettish complaint, she stopped sparring with him.

Instead, she decided to change her strategy.

"Dr. Zhou, I think you definitely have some misconceptions about our journalist profession. We journalists aren't what you think, chasing headlines and scooping news without limits. Look, this is my press card, legitimately earned! It's only those profit-driven paparazzi who lack professional ethics."

She planned to first clarify her identity and stance.

It was clear from this that she was very smart.

Because she was able to keenly ascertain from Zhou Can's resistant behavior where the misunderstanding lay.

Zhou Can, because of Su Qianqian being extorted and secretly photographed by paparazzi multiple times, did indeed have some negative views on the journalism profession.

Now, after hearing her explanation, his heart had begun to waver.

Each profession has its own focus.

Fields differ as much as professions do.

He really didn't know that there was a difference between paparazzi and journalists.

It was probably like the difference between doctors and cosmetic surgeons!

Many cosmetic surgeons don't possess a Medical Practitioner Certificate, but they dare to perform surgeries on others like double eyelid surgeries, rhinoplasties, liposuction, bone grafting, and bone shaving; they dare to do it all.

Even in some formal cosmetic surgery hospitals, only some doctors have the Medical Practitioner Certificate, while other staff members don't possess qualifications to practice medicine.

Paparazzi are more like those who reveal scandals than formal journalists.

However, there are also many paparazzi who have connections in this area and are indeed journalists themselves.

"I wanted to delve deeply into this news lead because I find it very cautionary. Imagine, if this girl had been able to find the real cause of her illness two years ago when she first became ill, the subsequent tragedy wouldn't have happened."

The female journalist's reason made Zhou Can view her even more positively.

"What would you like to know?"

Zhou Can clearly softened up.

"Ha ha, finally I've gained your tentative trust, it really wasn't easy. Let's formally introduce ourselves, my name is Mu Qin, a TV journalist from the satellite station."

The female journalist succeeded in conquering the stronghold that was Zhou Can, her cheerful laugh echoed.

It was apparent that she was very happy.

From a person's laughter, one can discern their character. The laughter of despicable people is always creepy, either a sinister snigger or a spiteful chortle, or even a malicious chuckle at others' misfortune.

The most frightening is that insincere smile without any real cheer behind it; one must be particularly cautious of such people, they often have venomous and brutal hearts, devoid of humanity.

People who are broad-minded and have a generous character often have a cheerful laugh.

Like this female journalist, her laugh was hearty and infectious, her heart must be sunny, direct, and her thoughts upright.

"No wonder you're so eloquent, it turns out you're a cicada in disguise!"

Zhou Can commented with a strange expression upon hearing her name.

"I'm not the brightest and have little education, could you explain the reason?"

She tilted her head, full of confusion.

Zhou Can found her temperament to be particularly good; no matter what he said, he never saw her get angry.

Perhaps it was because of her profession that she had honed this capability.

Because TV journalists often have to interview all sorts of people, if they had bad tempers, getting upset at a few sarcastic remarks would mean interviews couldn't continue.

"The surname Mu is rare to begin with, and I saw Mu is written on your press card, which means 'dusk or evening.' Qin, in ancient times, described a kind of cicada with a small body, square head, broad forehead, and exquisite patterns. Later, because it was good-looking, it began to be used to describe the head of a beautiful woman; a phrase like 'delicate head and beautiful eyebrows' comes from this. At dusk when the sun sets, it is also the time when cicadas are most joyously singing."

"Your parents naming you Mu Qin seems to imply you're a cicada that chirps non-stop in the evening. Moreover, you've already fully displayed this talent just now, with your silver tongue convincing me to agree to your interview."

Zhou Can explained.

"Ah, I've been cunningly insulted by you again! Only cultured people like you know how to insult someone without them even realizing it."

She pinched her fists but didn't smash them at Zhou Can, instead lightly hitting her own smooth forehead twice.

"Heh heh, I had no intention of insulting you, I was complimenting your eloquence."

Zhou Can watched the somewhat adorable female journalist and was also amused by her.

Just now due to the terminal cancer of that female patient, his mood had been heavy, but now he felt much relaxed.

However, deep inside, he had already begun to harbor the idea of conquering cancer.