"Feifan, are you interested? I can ask Dr. Qiu Ming to let you take this surgery."
Hearing that she was the patient of Dr. Qiu Ming, the well-known cross-dresser, Yan Feifan quickly shook his head. "No, thanks. It’s not my specialty, and I wouldn’t want to take away his case."
Wang Chuan chuckled. "Feifan, Dr. Qiu’s skills are nearly on par with my own. The cross-dressing is just a hobby."
"Don’t be prejudiced against him. You two could exchange techniques and experiences."
Yan Feifan gave a noncommittal reply, "Maybe when I have time..."
The two of them returned to the office.
Wang Chuan’s voice turned grave. "Feifan, the surgery on that bride-to-be... it failed."
"How bad is it?" Yan Feifan asked, concerned.
Wang Chuan sighed softly. "Most of the repairs are acceptable, but there are obvious problems with the work done on the left corner of her mouth and the area above her right cheek."
"You can already see that her mouth is crooked and her facial muscles are distorted."
"As the muscle memory settles, the condition will become even more pronounced."
Yan Feifan said, "Oh," and asked, "What’s the plan? Have the two sides agreed on compensation?"
Wang Chuan shook his head. "She’s still in the post-op recovery period. That guy Tang Zheng is still keeping her in the dark, trying to convince her that as the incisions heal, things will gradually improve and she’ll get the results she wanted."
Yan Feifan asked, "Director, if this all blows up, what’s the likely outcome?"
Wang Chuan said quietly, "Any surgery carries the risk of complications. That’s why the consent forms signed before an operation all have liability waivers."
"Even if they go to court, Zhiyin won’t face severe penalties, but its reputation will definitely take a huge hit."
"Usually, the two parties will reach a private settlement, and the patient will receive some form of compensation."
"If the bride-to-be makes an exorbitant demand that’s more than Zhiyin can afford, then their only option will be to go to court."
As Yan Feifan remained silent, he heard Wang Chuan continue worriedly, "If she really does make an exorbitant demand, that’s actually the better scenario. We can just negotiate slowly."
"What I’m worried about is that her fiancé will break up with her over this. Between that and the disfigurement, she might not be able to see a way out and do something drastic."
"For now, we can only take things one step at a time."
Wang Chuan added, frustrated with the man’s incompetence, "I just hope Tang Zheng learns his lesson from this and stops relying on sheer luck."
He then turned to Yan Feifan and cautioned, "And that goes for you, too. Never, ever take a risk you don’t have to."
Wang Chuan’s tone grew sterner. "Especially you. You’ve always been overconfident and daring."
"Feifan, we’re doctors. When we make a mistake, the patient pays the price with their health, or even their life."
Yan Feifan defended himself, "Director, I’m always meticulous in my work. I only proceed when I’m absolutely certain of the outcome."
"What you call ’risks’ are just emergency decisions I have to make when there are no other options."
Wang Chuan grunted. "It’s always good to have a reminder..."
At eleven o’clock that night, Yan Feifan and Wang Chuan were waiting when Ah Yimu arrived.
She was right on time, not late at all.
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