Overpowered Resident Doctor-Chapter 150: Frustration and Fury

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It was nearly six in the evening in the director's office of the Neurosurgery Department.

The atmosphere was so heavy you could hear a pin drop.

Attending physician Li Ji and resident physician Wen Zhiyang stood before Lo Jun, Wang Chuan, and Yan Feifan. With their heads bowed, they didn't dare meet Lo Jun's gaze, scarcely even daring to breathe.

"Li Ji, are you so busy you can't even find the time to send a single email? You had to get someone else to do it for you?"

Hearing Lo Jun's question, Li Ji was too ashamed to answer and simply lowered his head even further.

"And you, Wen Zhiyang…"

But halfway through his sentence, Lo Jun suddenly lost his enthusiasm. He had no will to lecture them anymore. He waved his hand dismissively. "I don't even have the heart to tell you off."

"Now get out!"

Li Ji and Wen Zhiyang hurriedly bowed to Lo Jun, backed out of the office, and gently closed the door behind them.

Lo Jun shook his head in disappointment. He looked at Wang Chuan and Yan Feifan and said apologetically, "This is my fault, too. I forgot that I treated a patient last year with a similar-sounding name and a nearly identical condition."

"For such an improbable event to actually happen…"

Lo Jun sighed. "All mistakes stem from a combination of coincidence and human irresponsibility or negligence."

"And this incident has them all."

After a brief pause, he looked at Yan Feifan and asked, "Xiaoyan, just how bad is the situation?"

By now, Yan Feifan's indignation had subsided considerably.

He mulled it over before saying, "For the past several days, I've been contemplating and refining the tumor puncture and injection plans for Mrs. Liu and Mr. Pan."

"Now, with the sudden switch to this other Ms. Liu, Yang Liu, it will be very difficult for me to produce an optimal puncture and injection plan in just two days…"

Yan Feifan met the gazes of Lo Jun and Wang Chuan and said bluntly, "In other words, the verification surgery Mr. Pan wanted is now off the table."

Wang Chuan proposed, "We could contact the original Mrs. Liu?"

Lo Jun shook his head with a wry smile. "She's already had the surgery. Not here—she had it done at Xiangya."

"At Xiangya," Wang Chuan repeated.

Lo Jun's brow furrowed. "So, this means Mr. Pan is now facing a choice. He can either take a risk and accept your surgical plan, Xiaoyan, becoming the first person to validate it himself…"

"Or, he can proceed with the original surgical plan?"

Yan Feifan nodded, then added, "The puncture and injection plan for the other Ms. Liu, Yang Liu, has not reached a standard I find acceptable. I will not be forced to operate on her."

Lo Jun huffed, sounding a bit angry. "Yan Feifan, you don't need to make a point of stressing that."

"I have my principles. I would never risk a patient's health and life when the conditions aren't right."

He started for the door. "This error happened on my watch, so I'll be the one to explain the situation to Mr. Pan."

"As for what he decides, that's up to Mr. Pan himself."

Wang Chuan followed him, saying with a wry smile, "Everything was sounding so good, and now this happens."

"I'm just worried Mr. Pan will get suspicious and think we're colluding to scam him out of his money."

Only then did Yan Feifan remember that particular wrinkle.

The two million Mr. Pan had previously promised had already been paid.

Now, with this unexpected turn of events, they could forget about the next two-million payment, let alone the one after that.

They'd probably have to return the initial two million as well. 𝚏𝗿𝗲𝐞𝚠𝕖𝐛𝗻𝗼𝐯𝕖𝚕.𝚌𝗼𝗺

The thought made Yan Feifan's heart ache…

「Inpatient Building Six, VIP Suite on the Sixteenth Floor」

Lying in his hospital bed, accompanied by his wife and children, Pan Lirong listened to Lo Jun's explanation. He was stunned for a moment before the words finally registered.

He asked, extremely agitated, "Mr. Lo, Dr. Wang, Mr. Yan, are you telling me the verification surgery is off?"

Lo Jun replied awkwardly, "Yes, it is."

"Mr. Pan, I'm terribly sorry. We bear an undeniable responsibility for this basic error."

"As it stands, you have three options."

"First, accept Mr. Yan's surgical plan."

"Second, proceed with the surgery according to my original plan."

"Third…"

Lo Jun hesitated for a moment before continuing, "I would understand if you chose to change your lead surgeon or transfer to another hospital."

"If you do decide to transfer, I recommend Xiangya."

"I can contact Ma Peilin at Xiangya for you."

"He is also highly renowned for resecting intraspinal tumors, but his surgical style is bolder and more aggressive than mine."

Wang Chuan quickly added, "Mr. Pan, we never wanted an accident like this to happen."

"It's just…"

Wang Chuan was too frustrated to know what else to say, so he switched topics. "As for your previous two-million-dollar sponsorship, we will transfer it back to you in full."

Pan Lirong waved a hand, saying irritably, "The money is a secondary issue. This isn't the time to talk about money."

He turned to Yan Feifan and asked urgently, "Mr. Yan, exactly how confident are you in this surgical plan of yours?"

Yan Feifan said slowly, "Mr. Pan, without a verification case and without any hard data, any level of confidence I claim would be baseless. I doubt you'd believe me anyway."

"I can only say that there is a chance of success."

"If you're looking for a concrete guarantee, there isn't one."

Pan Lirong turned his gaze to Mr. Lo. "Mr. Lo, if I choose Mr. Yan's surgical plan, what's the worst-case scenario?"

"The worst-case scenario…"

Lo Jun stated frankly, "The injected ethanol could infiltrate the gray matter of the spinal cord, causing irreversible spinal damage."

"At that point, not only would your legs lose all feeling and become paralyzed, but you would also lose control of your genitourinary system."

Hearing this, Pan Lirong understood.

He waved his hand angrily. "Alright, all of you, leave. I need to be alone to think…"

Lo Jun, Wang Chuan, and Yan Feifan left the room. They exchanged glances, each of them simmering with frustration and regret.

But the mistake was made, and they had no better way to fix it.

As for Yan Feifan working overtime to rush out a puncture and injection plan for the other Ms. Liu?

It wasn't that he hadn't considered it.

But the matter was already urgent, and now with this unexpected complication, Yan Feifan was afraid he'd make a mistake in his haste.

If the surgery were to fail, he would regret his haste for the rest of his life.

Now, all he could do was hope that Pan Lirong would trust him and be brave, just this once.

"Feifan, what's done is done. There's no use dwelling on it."

Wang Chuan said comfortingly, then added with concern, "You just finished a seven- or eight-hour surgery today. You must be exhausted."

"Go home, take a shower, get something to eat, and have a good, long sleep…"