The next day, Tuesday, after breakfast, only Yanyan and Mrs. Hua were left in the Wang Family’s spacious villa.
Tian Yu went back to the city with the Yan siblings and Yu Suye, who were all heading to work.
She also had to rush back to her home in Happiness Garden today.
Tian Yu had gotten into Bin University High School, one of the four major prestigious high schools, through her own efforts, which was no small honor.
She had to take advantage of the excitement and go home to show off in front of her relatives, friends, and neighbors for a few days.
When Yan Feifan arrived at the hospital, he went straight to the neurosurgery department.
Yesterday afternoon, the character actor Qin Lang and the daughter of a famous celebrity’s friend had already arrived at the hospital and completed their admission procedures.
Yan Feifan met up with Dr. Qiu Ge and reviewed the two patients’ latest cranial scans and physical examination reports.
After finding no issues that would affect the surgery, Yan Feifan wasted no time and went directly to the surgical area to prepare.
Once prepared, Yan Feifan walked into Operating Room Three.
There, he saw a sixteen-year-old girl with all her hair shaved off, leaning back in a neurosurgery chair.
As soon as Yan Feifan saw the girl, he immediately understood that her identity was not as simple as just being the daughter of Shen Daoran’s friend.
Even if parents and children don’t look much alike, some dominant genetic traits will still manifest in the child.
For example, skin color. The genetics of skin tone work by averaging out. If both parents have dark skin, their child cannot have fair skin.
This doesn’t apply if the parents’ skin color is due to tanning, of course.
Then there’s obesity. A predisposition to obesity is very easily inherited.
If both parents are obese, about 53% of their children will also become obese. If one parent is obese, the heritability rate is about 40%.
And height. A child’s height is 35% from the father’s genetics and 35% from the mother’s.
The remaining 30% comes from the influence of their postnatal environment.
The so-called saying that a short father makes one child short, but a short mother makes the whole "nest" short, is highly unscientific.
The genetic inheritance from both parents plays an equally decisive role in a child’s height.
If a couple are both not tall, there’s no need to lose heart.
There is still roughly a 30% chance to make up for it and boost their height through factors like a balanced diet and consistent physical exercise.
The features children inherit most from their parents are, naturally, facial features.
Double eyelids, large eyes, a high nose bridge, large earlobes, long eyelashes, and jaw shape are all dominant inherited traits.
Yan Feifan’s sharp eyes caught traces of Shen Daoran in the girl’s face.
This also made him realize why Shen Daoran could agree to the girl’s surgery on behalf of her and her mother.
However, since the other party hadn’t admitted to such a private matter, Yan Feifan naturally wouldn’t be meddlesome and expose it.
The girl heard the movement and gently turned her head toward Yan Feifan and Dr. Qiu Ge, who were walking over together.
"Mr. Yan?"
Yan Feifan hummed in acknowledgment and said comfortingly, "There’s no need to be afraid."
"The surgery itself is very short. If everything goes smoothly, you’ll be moved to a recovery room in an hour and a half."
In reality, the puncture procedure could be completed in half an hour.
The girl would need to be observed here for another hour to prevent any unexpected complications like cerebral hemorrhage.
After that, the girl would be sent to a sterile ward where she would receive an IV drip of medication to dissolve the blood clot for about two days.
Even Yan Feifan wasn’t sure to what extent the girl’s vision would recover after the blood clot dissolved.
The girl chuckled lightly. "I’m not afraid."
"In the past few years, I’ve made a lot of new friends, but in my memory, they’re all a bit hazy, as if seen through a veil."
"I really want to see them clearly."
Yan Feifan smiled. "You might be disappointed. Everyone online is all about that hazy, filtered beauty these days."
"Once you see them in high definition, they’re all monsters and freaks, a bunch of ugly mugs."
The girl smiled and said, "I’m not worried about that. They’re my good friends. Looks aren’t important at all."
Yan Feifan glanced at the anesthesiologist standing nearby.
The anesthesiologist held an inhalation anesthesia mask, took a step closer to the girl, and said, "Alright, it’s time to prepare for the surgery."
"Wait a second!"
The girl stopped him, then looked at Yan Feifan and asked, "Mr. Yan, I know you’re also a very skilled plastic surgeon."
"Could you make me a little prettier while you’re at it?"
Yan Feifan chuckled. "Right now, I’m your neurosurgeon. As for making you prettier, let’s talk about that after you turn eighteen."
Before he could even finish his sentence, the anesthesiologist placed the anesthesia mask over the girl’s mouth and nose.
Within just five seconds, the girl fell unconscious.