Chapter 313: Chapter 312: If You Like It...

At 4:20 PM on Thursday, Yan Feifan was back in the changing room of the surgical area. He swung his arms, twisted his waist, and did high kicks to relieve the stiffness and fatigue from the long surgery.

Although he was physically and mentally exhausted, Yan Feifan felt pretty good.

He had originally thought that last night’s unplanned bout of passion would affect his work performance.

But to his surprise, he had maintained a high level of concentration throughout the entire intraspinal tumor resection. The surgery had started at nine in the morning and lasted well into the afternoon, yet he’d shown no signs of flagging energy.

Director Lo Jun had even praised him, saying his surgical skills had improved yet again.

This made Yan Feifan realize on a profound level that a proper balance of yin and yang could promote physical and mental harmony, and even augment one’s abilities.

He changed his clothes in the changing room, rested for a bit, then left the surgical area. Instead of going back to the neurosurgery department, he went straight to plastic surgery.

Today, the orphanage had sent over two children for physical examinations: one with a cleft lip and palate, and another with a left arm deformity. Both had been selected by Yan Feifan and Yu Suye.

The surgeries for both children were scheduled for tomorrow.

In the ward on the sixth floor, Yan Feifan reviewed the detailed examination records for the girl with the cleft lip and palate, then personally gave her another examination. 𝓯𝙧𝙚𝒆𝙬𝙚𝒃𝙣𝙤𝒗𝓮𝓵.𝙘𝙤𝙢

On his way out, he dropped by the director’s office and found Mr. Wang flipping through a stack of documents.

"These are the files for the volunteers Lin Qian and her team screened for the experimental facial nerve damage therapy."

Wang Chuan explained, then asked, "Do you want to take a look?"

Yan Feifan quickly shook his head. "I’ve seen the evaluation rubric Lin Qian and her team created. Besides the specific nerve damage, they also have to consider many other factors like the strength of the patient’s desire, their physical condition, spouse and children, family finances, work income, and so on."

"It’s a bit too complicated. I’m better off handling the practical matters."

Wang Chuan smiled. "I’m finding there are quite a few benefits to having more people. At least you can hand off all the trivial matters to them."

After a pause, he asked with concern, "I only just heard some of what happened yesterday with the Yu Family of Jingcheng."

"Is Yu Suye doing okay?"

Yan Feifan said softly, "It’s inevitable that she’d feel sad and have other emotions for a while. After a day to adjust, she’s doing much better."

Wang Chuan sighed. "Doctors are always under immense mental stress. It’s understandable when strange things happen."

"So young, too. What a shame."

Yan Feifan sighed as well.

The Affiliated Hospital had nearly four thousand medical staff. In the few years he had been interning and working there, he knew of at least three who had taken their own lives for various reasons.

Not wanting to dwell on the heavy topic, Yan Feifan changed the subject. "Mr. Wang, you selected that Qi Xiuping last night."

"Did he get in because of connections, or on his own merit?"

"What do you think?" Wang Chuan asked back with a smile.

Yan Feifan smiled sheepishly. "In my opinion, his skills could be described as barely satisfactory."

"For him to be chosen, it must have been mostly due to connections."

Wang Chuan chuckled. "Feifan, I’ll let you in on something. Of these five people, two of them got in because of connections."

"But that Qi Xiuping? I really did choose him based on his skills."

Yan Feifan was a little incredulous. "No way!"

"Didn’t more than thirty people apply? That’s a ratio of three out of thirty. Were their skills all that terrible?"

Wang Chuan just laughed. "It’s not that they’re bad. It’s that your own skills, and your standards, are too high."

"The quality of the finished products they took three hours to make—the silicone nose model and the nasal skin—still couldn’t come close to what you completed in under ten minutes last night."

Wang Chuan said, both gratified and a little wistful, "In terms of plastic surgery, I’d say your skills have already surpassed my own."

He didn’t forget to add, "In certain areas, not all of them."

"Just some areas!" Wang Chuan emphasized again.

Yan Feifan quickly chimed in, "I still have a lot to learn from you, Mr. Wang."

Wang Chuan nodded in satisfaction. "It’s very good that you have a clear-headed awareness of your own abilities, and that you’re not arrogant or impatient."

"Oh, Feifan, did you finish that homework I gave you last week?"

Hearing this, Yan Feifan’s face instantly turned red.

"Mr. Wang, I’ve been in surgery all day."

"Right now I’m tired and hungry, I’m going home to eat..."

Seeing Yan Feifan’s flustered escape, Wang Chuan couldn’t help but shake his head and laugh...

A little after 6:30 PM, Yan Feifan returned to his residence at Zuimo Court. He found his sister, Yu Suye, and Du Qiu busy in the dining room.

They were making dumplings, with two kinds of fillings: tomato and egg, and chive and pork.

Yu Suye was rolling out the dumpling wrappers, while Yan Ziruo and Mrs. Du were filling them.

The dining table was covered with a steamer cloth, on which thirty or forty dumplings were already neatly arranged.

However, there were five or six ugly, wobbly dumplings of varying sizes that were clearly Yan Ziruo’s masterpieces.

"What made you decide to make dumplings?"

Yan Feifan glanced around the room, then asked, "Su Ye, has your brother gone back to Jingcheng?"

Yu Suye wiped the hair from her forehead with the back of her hand and said, "He took the noon flight back."

"After I came back from seeing my brother off, I suddenly had a craving for dumplings. Mrs. Du knows how to make them too, so we all got busy together."

"Feifan, which of the two fillings do you like?"

"I like them both!"

Yan Feifan replied casually, then reached out and tucked a few stray strands of hair from Yu Suye’s forehead behind her ear.

"Su Ye, does your surgery tomorrow need to be postponed?"

Yu Suye shook her head. "No, it doesn’t."

"When I was examining the child this morning, I gave a brief verbal report on my surgical plan to Mrs. Qin and Mr. Wang."

"They both approved it."

"Oh, right..."

Yu Suye looked up at Yan Feifan and smiled. "Mrs. Qin also asked me to pass on some good news to you."

"That mysterious patient is willing to donate one million to research and validate your hypothesis."

Yan Feifan grinned happily. "With money, we can run a lot more experiments."

Vice President Liu Jin was busy with his election campaign right now, so the expenses for Qin Ying’s medical research and teaching office hadn’t been incorporated into the hospital’s financial plan yet.

Currently, the office’s expenditures are being paid for out of the funds for Yan Feifan’s intraspinal tumor research project.

Every week, Yan Feifan has to sign a considerable number of expense request forms.

From those forms, he knew very well.

The human organs and tissues that he and Yu Suye used for their regular practice all cost money, and they weren’t cheap at all.

Adding in the daily consumption of medical supplies, disinfectants, and so on, their research office’s weekly expenses were at least ten thousand, and sometimes as high as thirty to fifty thousand.

And that wasn’t even counting the biggest investments in fixed assets, like medical equipment.

Extrapolating from this, Yan Feifan now understood those medical research projects that easily cost tens of millions, or even hundreds of millions.

Just then, the doorbell rang. DING-DONG.

As the only one who wasn’t busy, Yan Feifan went to open the door.

He found a flower delivery guy outside, holding a bouquet of lilies and roses.

"Hello, does a Miss Yan Ziruo live here...?"

Yan Feifan signed for it, handed the flowers to his sister, and huffed, "Sis, that guy sure knows how to play his cards."

Yan Ziruo took the bouquet with a beaming smile, motioned to Yu Suye with her eyes, and advised, "Feifan, you should take some notes. When it’s time to make a gesture, you make a gesture."

Yan Feifan turned to Yu Suye and asked directly, "Su Ye, do you like flowers?"

"If you like them, I’ll buy you a bouquet."

Yu Suye gave him a faint smile and said, "Not really. Knowing that I’m in your heart is better than anything else."

Just then, the doorbell rang again.

Yan Feifan went to open the door again and was surprised to find three men in their thirties standing outside. They stood tall and had serious expressions.

Yan Feifan recognized one of them: it was Officer Zheng Libin, dressed in plain clothes.

"Mr. Yan, these two are my relatives."

"Their elder has a brain tumor. They heard that you and Dr. Qiu have collaborated on removing very complex brain tumors."

"So they were hoping you could take a look..."

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