Wang Chuan knew Yan Feifan quite well. This blatant move to drive out Meng Huaxin was not his style.
Yan Feifan didn’t have the audacity for it, nor did he have any such ambitions.
Most importantly, Meng Huaxin hadn’t pushed him to the point of open rebellion.
However, if a good opportunity to trip someone up came along, Yan Feifan definitely wouldn’t mind giving things a little push—and an extra kick for good measure.
Yan Feifan could now be considered a standard-bearer for the Affiliated Hospital, and he had no conflict of interest with Meng Huaxin.
Logically, Meng Huaxin should have been fawning over Yan Feifan, or at the very least, keeping a respectful distance and leaving him alone.
However, some of his actions since joining the Affiliated Hospital clearly suggested he was trying to suppress Yan Feifan.
Was this just a natural dislike, a clash of personalities?
After eating his fill at Wang Chuan’s place and resting for a bit, Yan Feifan hurried over to the director’s office in the Trauma Surgery department.
He discussed his paper on reconstructive surgery with Mrs. Yu for a little over ten minutes, and then the person he was waiting for arrived.
It was one of their sponsors, the next candidate for reconstructive surgery: thirty-three-year-old Zhuo Xingfa.
According to Mr. Qin’s introduction, the man now owned a sizable foreign trade company in Binhai and was quite wealthy.
Zhuo Xingfa arrived, accompanied by Director Qee Sheng’s younger daughter, Qee Xiaodan, as well as Qin Ying and Yu Suye.
The moment he entered the office, Yan Feifan couldn’t help but size him up.
He was even taller than Yan Feifan, around six-foot-one, but with a slender, lanky build.
He had a square face, large eyes, thick eyebrows, and a high-bridged nose—a handsome man with a good deal of masculine charm.
In Yan Feifan’s opinion, judging by his appearance alone, he was a prime catch.
Add to that the huge bonus of being a successful businessman, and it wouldn’t be an exaggeration to call him a diamond bachelor.
Only...
Yan Feifan sighed inwardly with regret.
"Mrs. Yu, hello! Mr. Yan, hello!"
Dressed in lightweight slacks and a T-shirt, his face covered in a fine sheen of sweat but wearing a radiant smile, Zhuo Xingfa greeted them before anyone else could make an introduction.
"I’m Zhuo Xingfa. I’ll be in your care."
He wiped the sweat from his face with a wet wipe he was holding and explained, "I’m from the north, so I don’t handle heat well. You could say that summers in Binhai are the hardest season for me to get through."
"I only took a few steps after getting out of the car, and I’m already covered in sweat."
Chen Yu agreed, "Binhai summers are often hot and humid. People from the north really aren’t used to it."
As she spoke, Chen Yu picked up the remote and lowered the office air conditioner by two degrees.
"So, let’s just do the examination here in the office."
Chen Yu then looked at Qee Xiaodan and asked, "Do you want to step out for a moment?"
Qee Xiaodan replied nonchalantly, "No need, Mrs. Yu. I’ve seen it before."
She added, "I was actually the one who did his surgical prep today."
While Chen Yu and Yan Feifan put on rubber examination gloves, Zhuo Xingfa, without the slightest bit of embarrassment, openly displayed his condition for everyone to see.
Yan Feifan made a visual assessment.
He saw that his condition was a little better than the "guinea pig’s."
Chen Yu and Yan Feifan each took a turn examining him.
"Hmm...?"
"It’s... manageable..."
In response to Chen Yu’s increasingly personal questions, Zhuo Xingfa gave detailed answers without showing much embarrassment.
This struck Yan Feifan as a little strange.
Generally, anyone who has had such an intimate defect since childhood would be somewhat sensitive and insecure.
But Yan Feifan saw no sign of that in Zhuo Xingfa.
He brazenly displayed his defect in front of everyone and answered personal questions without the slightest hint of awkwardness.
He didn’t even bother to lower his voice.
Yan Feifan had a feeling that the man’s attitude was, ’As long as I’m not embarrassed, you’re the ones who should be.’
’This doesn’t make any sense!’
’Is this true inner strength?’
’Or has he become so twisted that he’s gone to the opposite extreme?’
As a doctor, now with questions, Yan Feifan asked directly, "You seem very upbeat and outgoing. Has your condition not caused you any psychological distress?"
Zhuo Xingfa chuckled. "Of course it has. How could it not?"
"Before I graduated from college, I was introverted, sensitive, and had very low self-esteem."