Yan Feifan was slightly taken aback. "That, I can’t say for sure. I don’t know what level of precision is required for bartending."
He Pengfei, at his side, tried to persuade him, "Cui Bo, isn’t it a pleasant enough surprise that your right hand will be able to handle daily tasks like before?"
Cui Bo came to his senses and said hurriedly, "Right, right, that’s already more than I could hope for! I shouldn’t be greedy!"
"Mr. Yan, when can you do the surgery?"
Yan Feifan thought for a moment and said, "It will have to be scheduled for the week after next. I don’t have any time in the next week or two."
"This surgery of yours is no minor procedure."
He then explained, "Cui Bo, there’s something you need to know."
"I’ll need to re-break several of your finger bones along the healed fracture lines, grind away the excess bone growth, and precisely control the length of each phalanx."
"So, you’ll need a long recovery period after the surgery."
Cui Bo nodded heavily. "Mr. Yan, I can handle a little pain and suffering, and the wait. That’s no problem for me."
As Cui Bo was speaking, Yan Feifan’s gaze suddenly noticed something.
He Pengfei, who had stepped back behind Cui Bo, was pointing at Cui Bo while pantomiming the actions of smoking and drinking.
Realization dawned on Yan Feifan. He looked at Cui Bo with a serious expression and said, "You look a bit too frail, and you reek of cigarettes and alcohol."
"Being in good physical condition helps prevent post-operative inflammation and speeds up recovery."
"Smoking and drinking are absolutely not allowed."
Cui Bo nodded again and declared, "Mr. Yan, starting today, I’ll stop smoking and drinking. I’ll start exercising more, too."
"Before, I’d already written myself off, so I just let myself go. Now that I have hope, I naturally have to adopt a new attitude toward life..."
Afterward, Yan Feifan wrote out a list of required tests.
He told Cui Bo to go to the trauma surgery department over the next two days and get all the tests on the list done...
Around 5 p.m., Yan Feifan received a call from the hospital director, Liu Jin.
"You rascal, more than one person has come to me about you and your sister mocking a hospital senior."
Yan Feifan explained with a sheepish chuckle, "Sir, that was a two-sided argument."
"You know how it is, nothing nice ever comes out of an argument."
"It’s perfectly normal for people to say things that go too far. They even called us petty backstabbers."
Liu Jin chuckled over the phone. "You little rascal, you always have an answer. Feifan, you’re a star in this hospital now. Your every word and action are watched by many."
"From now on, be more mindful of your words and actions. Don’t set a bad example for others."
"Yes, Sir. I’ll be careful!" Yan Feifan replied obediently.
Liu Jin’s voice came through the phone again. "You’re only in your twenties. A bit of youthful hot-headedness is unavoidable."
"That Dr. Zhou is a hospital veteran. He’s not going to hold it against a junior like you."
"Alright, we’ll consider this matter closed. Just be more careful in the future."
After a pause, Liu Jin changed the subject. "I mainly called to tell you two things. First, the collaboration agreement with Dr. Kevin Vega has been settled."
"When you have a moment, come by my office and take a look at the specific terms of the agreement."
"If there are no issues, both parties will sign it."
"Second, your office has been arranged..."