The stars were brilliant, and a mountain breeze was blowing.
Yan Feifan sat on the spacious terrace of the Wang Family’s villa. Before him was a table laden with wonderful food, its fragrance lingering on the palate and lifting one’s spirits. With family and friends by his side, he felt utterly relaxed and content.
He had a feeling that this was what happiness was all about.
"Mr. Yan..."
Tian Yu handed him a crab with an eager-to-please expression.
Yan Feifan shot her a glare but took the crab anyway. He picked up the small crab-eating tools beside him and began to dismantle it, extracting the meat with his consummate surgical skill.
The moment he extracted a small piece of meat, Tian Yu snatched it with her fingers and popped it into her mouth. She was so happy her eyes crinkled into smiling lines.
"Mr. Yan..."
Zhong Xinyi said with a beaming smile, "I just learned today that you recently performed a phalloplasty."
"The kind that can give a man a new lease on life?"
Yan Feifan replied matter-of-factly, "Auntie, the efficacy of that surgery is, for now, purely theoretical."
"The patient from the first trial surgery hasn’t fully recovered, so we don’t have enough experimental data to make any definitive claims yet."
Zhong Xinyi chuckled. "With your great talent, Mr. Yan, even if there are some imperfections, I’m sure the results are more or less guaranteed."
"There’s a considerable population in the United States with this need."
"We can start collaborating on this type of surgery. It would be a good way to warm up for the private hospital we’re planning."
Recalling Mrs. Yu’s high hopes for this surgery, Yan Feifan wasn’t opposed to the idea. ’More guinea pigs would mean more data to improve the procedure,’ he thought.
"Auntie, this surgery is a collaborative project."
"Currently, Mrs. Yu, the Director of Trauma Surgery, is in charge of further refining and promoting the procedure."
"I can introduce you. As for the specifics of the collaboration, you and Mrs. Yu can sit down and have a proper discussion."
"Good, it’s settled then." Zhong Xinyi raised her wine glass to Yan Feifan and took a small sip.
Busy dismantling the crab, Yan Feifan gave a slight nod in acknowledgment.
Just then, Wang Chuan chuckled softly. "The puncture injection technique is considered an auxiliary skill, and plastic surgeons have always been looked down on by other surgical departments. And now there’s this genital reconstruction surgery..."
"Feifan, in the eyes of traditional surgeons, you’re not exactly following the orthodox path. They’d say you’re rising to prominence through unconventional methods."
Zhong Xinyi scoffed. "It doesn’t matter what kind of method it is. As long as it’s effective and there’s a need for it, that’s all that matters."
"To use the words of that great leader, ’It doesn’t matter if a cat is black or white, as long as it catches mice, it is a good cat.’"
Zhong Xinyi added with a grin, "And for so-called ’unconventional’ procedures like phalloplasty, there’s a great deal of flexibility when it comes to pricing, you know."
Yan Feifan chuckled. "You have a point, Auntie."
"As they say, having savings brings peace of mind. And these so-called ’unconventional’ surgeries have certainly allowed me to earn quite a bit of money in a very short time."
"That’s why they’re so jealous—full of envy and spite!"
Wang Chuan remarked sarcastically, then continued, "Feifan, about that content creator who leaked your payslip..."
"Mr. Liu said that during the investigation, the guy is sticking to his story. He claims he just happened to find a pay stub when he came to the hospital for a physical."
Yan Feifan said nonchalantly, "They must have figured out how they’d handle the investigation before they even uploaded the video."
"It’s normal that the investigation is going nowhere."
He added slowly, "I’m not worried about it for now. If they try something against me again, they’re bound to leave some clues behind."
Wang Chuan grunted in agreement. "As your skills grow, more and more people will come to you for help and try to get on your good side."
"That scoundrel will be exposed eventually."
After a pause, he changed the subject. "Feifan, is your next target cardiac surgery?"
Yan Feifan nodded. "I’ve already scheduled a corrective surgery for some guy’s congenital heart defect."
"If I can’t reach the level I’m aiming for within a year, that guy will likely be a goner."
Wang Chuan said softly, "For anyone else, that would be an impossible task. But for you, it’s achievable."
"Our three-year agreement from before..."
Wang Chuan glanced at Yanyan beside him and sighed wistfully. "Back then, the deadline I set in my own mind was five years."
"I never expected that in less than a year, you’d already have the skill to do it."
Naturally, Yan Feifan couldn’t afford to be modest in front of Yanyan and shake her confidence.
Yan Feifan said, a little boastfully, "What can I say? I have superhuman medical talent, I’m diligent and hardworking, and I have tremendous motivation. How could my progress not be meteoric?"
"Don’t get too arrogant, Mr. Yan," Tian Yu piped up.
A bright smile also appeared on Yanyan’s face.
"Mr. Yan, after his surgery, will Tang Zheng look exactly the same as he did before?"
Well...
Yan Feifan pondered for a moment before saying frankly, "Exactly the same is impossible. Mr. Tang was the epitome of handsome, and with injuries that severe, a full restoration to his original appearance isn’t feasible."