Overpowered Resident Doctor-Chapter 143: Only Success, No Failure

Yan Feifan wasn't particularly interested in sports.

In the past, his daily exercise consisted of jogging, jumping rope, and doing push-ups and sit-ups.

Now, he had added an aerobics routine.

As for competitive sports, Yan Feifan would at most glance at news about soccer or basketball.

This was mainly because Yan Feifan didn't have much free time to focus on these sports and develop an interest in them.

So, when Guo Fan, a national badminton player and former world champion, appeared in Qin Ying's medical research office around ten o'clock on Monday morning, Yan Feifan felt nothing special. He just saw him as an ordinary patient.

What surprised Yan Feifan was that the usually cool and aloof Yu Suye showed the enthusiasm of a star-struck fan.

She took out a badminton racket and a tracksuit she had specially prepared and asked Guo Fan for his autograph. A photo together was, of course, a must.

Especially when Guo Fan took off his clothes for Yan Feifan's examination, Yu Suye's eyes sparkled. In her capacity as Yan Feifan's assistant, she began feeling him up all over.

The way her small hands conducted the "examination," with that posture and pressure, looked more like groping and taking advantage of the situation to Yan Feifan.

Yan Feifan suspected, 'If Mrs. Qin weren't here, would this woman have just pounced on Guo Fan?'

He couldn't help but mutter to himself, 'She's probably got a crush on him. Her heart's all aflutter, isn't it?'

Objectively speaking, Guo Fan had the looks.

He had a square, chiseled face with well-defined features. His eyes were especially bright and full of life, his gaze intense.

He was a solid 1.86 meters tall with a slender build, the type who might look a bit lean at first glance.

But with his clothes off, it was a different story. He was quite ripped.

While his muscles weren't as chiseled as a bodybuilder's, their contours were clearly defined, without a hint of excess fat.

The six-pack on his abdomen looked like a bar of chocolate.

Overall, Guo Fan had a tall physique with long arms and legs—a well-proportioned, powerful, and coordinated body type.

A body like his didn't look exceptionally strong, but it was packed with explosive power. Combined with flexibility, coordination, and speed, it was the ideal physique for badminton.

A handsome face, a tall physique, plus the aura of a world champion—that was more than enough to be attractive.

If one had to point out a flaw, it would be that his skin was rather tan and his skin texture a bit coarse.

And to the touch, his body was a little too hard!

Guo Fan's body, forged by years of high-intensity training, had incredibly hard muscles.

The examination took nearly an hour and a half. Yan Feifan meticulously examined him from head to toe with a series of pinches and presses, leaving his own hands a bit sore.

After finishing the examination, Yan Feifan considered for a moment, then said, "Mr. Guo, I've found a total of sixty-seven injuries on your body, including tendon and muscle strains, muscle bundle adhesions or misalignments, and varicose veins."

"There are that many?" Guo Fan was clearly skeptical.

Yan Feifan smiled faintly and said, "Most of them are minor, but there are fourteen spots that I believe are quite serious."

He took out a marker and began marking Guo Fan's body.

One centimeter to the outer side of the right shoulder...

One centimeter to the left, below the right shoulder blade...

The inner side of the right elbow joint...

After Yan Feifan had marked all fourteen of the areas he judged to be more serious, the way Guo Fan looked at him changed dramatically.

He pulled a thick stack of documents from the briefcase he had brought with him and handed them to Yan Feifan.

"Mr. Yan, this is my injury and treatment history from over the years."

Guo Fan stood up a little straighter and gave a slight bow. "Mr. Yan, I'm completely convinced by your diagnosis."

"Of the fourteen spots you marked, eight are places where I've been injured and treated by doctors before."

"Another four are places where I've felt noticeable soreness and pain at times."

"There are only two marked spots where I've never felt anything, but I'm sure there must be problems there as well."

Guo Fan turned his gaze to Qin Ying and said politely, "Dr. Qin, your guarantee was spot on. Mr. Yan has indeed given me a pleasant surprise."

Witnessing this, Yan Feifan was a little slow on the uptake but finally understood.

For a world badminton champion like Guo Fan to agree to let an obscure young doctor like him treat his injuries, Mrs. Qin must have pulled a lot of strings.

"Mr. Yan, I'm already thirty-one this year, well past my athletic prime. My performance has declined sharply over the last year or two, especially due to injuries."

Guo Fan said with a hint of resignation, "I was thinking of getting my injuries treated once and for all."

"If my condition recovers well, I'll play for another year or two and give it my all. It would be best to retire after winning one more championship."

"If my condition doesn't recover well, I'll just retire directly."

Guo Fan paused, then asked half-jokingly, "Mr. Yan, after your treatment, my physical condition won't get worse, will it?"

"It won't! I can't guarantee how much your condition will improve after the treatment, but I can promise it won't get worse."

After making his position clear, Yan Feifan asked, "Mr. Guo, are you looking for a minor treatment or a major one?"

Before the other could ask, Yan Feifan elaborated, "With a minor treatment, I'll just address and resolve those fourteen serious injuries."

"With a major treatment, I'll do my best to treat all the injuries throughout your entire body."

Guo Fan pondered for a moment, his gaze firming. "Since I've decided to get treatment, I want it to be thorough."

"Mr. Yan, I choose the major treatment."

He then asked with some concern, "Mr. Yan, I've planned a six-month period for my treatment, recovery, and training."

"I was wondering, is that enough time?"

Yan Feifan nodded. "That's more than enough time."

"The issues are mainly minor injuries to muscles, tendons, blood vessels, and a few nerves."

"Although you'll be in a lot of discomfort for the first few days, you should be mostly recovered in a week and almost fully recovered in half a month."

He added a warning, "However, it's best to wait at least two months before you resume high-intensity training."

Guo Fan broke into a relieved smile and said cheerfully, "Now that you've said that, Mr. Yan, I feel much more at ease."

"This body of mine is all yours to handle..."

After scheduling the surgery for this Friday, Guo Fan took his leave. He still needed to go back and make some personal arrangements.

Guo Fan would come to the hospital on Wednesday to complete the admission procedures and undergo further examinations...

"Mrs. Qin..."

Yan Feifan called out to Qin Ying, who was about to leave. He hesitated for a moment, then asked, "Mrs. Qin, Guo Fan's willingness to let me treat him... is it because...?"

Qin Ying cut him off directly, finishing his sentence. "Is it because there was some kind of deal?"

"Let me tell you, of course there was a deal!"

With a stern face, Qin Ying said, "I told him that if the treatment isn't satisfactory, I will arrange a job for him after he retires."

"A physical education teacher at Binhai University, or a coach for the Binhai municipal badminton team. He can choose either one."

Realization dawned on Yan Feifan.

Just as he was about to thank his mentor for her efforts, he heard Qin Ying continue, "However, I was lying to him."

"I don't have the power to arrange either of those jobs for him."

"So, Feifan, you can only succeed. You are not allowed to fail..."

Watching Qin Ying's back as she quickly walked away, Yan Feifan's jaw dropped.

'Mrs. Qin is capable of doing something like that?'

For lunch, Yan Feifan ate with his sister as usual.

"Sis, can you buy me two pairs of those really tight, elastic pantyhose that you girls wear? Get the best quality, and they have to be breathable."

Yan Ziruo was stunned for a moment, then beamed. "My dear brother, you've finally seen the light!"

"Hurry up and tell your big sister, which girl have you fallen for?"

She then advised, "Brother, giving pantyhose as a first gift isn't very appropriate. You should start with..."

Yan Feifan quickly cut her off. "Sis, you're totally overthinking this. They're for me to wear."

"For you to wear?!"

Yan Ziruo cried out in surprise, then quickly glanced around as if afraid of being overheard.

Seeing that no one was paying attention, she hissed through gritted teeth, "Yan Feifan, what are you doing? Have you become a pervert, or are you just mentally warped?"

Yan Feifan chuckled. "I'm perfectly fine."

Seeing his sister start to get anxious, he slowly explained, "I'm going to be performing long, major surgeries in the future."

"Standing for long periods without being able to move my legs and feet easily carries the risk of developing varicose veins in the lower limbs, or even deep vein thrombosis."

"Wearing those very tight, elastic pantyhose can improve blood circulation in the legs and effectively prevent varicose veins from forming."

"Really?" Yan Ziruo was a little skeptical.

Yan Feifan chuckled. "Would I lie to you? Besides, I'm not a pervert."

He reminded her again, "Sis, make sure you buy a good-quality pair."

"I need them this Friday..."

At three in the afternoon, Yan Feifan arrived at the neurosurgery lab.

He was going to conduct an experiment with dehydrated ethanol injections here...