After leaving the main administration building, Yan Feifan parted ways with Mrs. Yu and returned to Qin Ying's medical laboratory alone.
In response to the concern from Mrs. Qin, Yu Suye, and He Junxing, Yan Feifan briefly described the investigation he had just gone through.
He added, "Mrs. Yu also said she would take care of it and that I should just go about my business and not worry."
Qin Ying scoffed and said with displeasure, "If she doesn't take care of it, who will?"
"If she hadn't gotten greedy and eaten something that upset her stomach, none of this other mess would have happened."
"Anyone can get sick. Sometimes..."
Yan Feifan had barely gotten half a sentence out in Chen Yu's defense when he noticed Mrs. Qin's expression darkening and wisely shut his mouth.
Qin Ying snorted coldly, her face stern. "It looks like the patient just got greedy and is trying to use this accident to extort some money."
She added with a look of contempt, "And how is Chen Yu even a department director? She has no authority at all. What a failure."
"She issued a gag order, and yet she still let word of this get everywhere."
"Feifan..."
Qin Ying instructed him seriously, "When you form your own surgical team in the future, professional skill is one thing, but loyalty and discretion are also extremely important."
Yan Feifan grunted in acknowledgment. "Mrs. Qin, when I'm qualified to form my own medical team, I'll be sure to keep that in mind."
Qin Ying nodded in satisfaction. "At the rate you're progressing, I'm sure that day won't be far off."
"As for this complaint and investigation..."
Qin Ying added reassuringly, "You have to trust that the hospital will reach a fair conclusion."
"Alright, let's get to work!"
Qin Ying pointed to the organ preservation container on the workbench. "I had He Junxing retrieve this from the hospital's specimen lab. You can start your practice now."
Yan Feifan changed into his lab scrubs, walked over to the workbench, and opened the organ preservation container.
Inside were a left hand and a left foot.
He examined them and found the skin still had some elasticity. They must have been specimens the hospital had received in the last day or two.
Furthermore, judging by the skin texture, shape, and bone cross-sections of the hand and foot, the specimens came from a young woman under the age of thirty.
'Unknown donor, thank you for your contribution. Please forgive the intrusion.'
Yan Feifan recited silently, and with Yu Suye's assistance, he began the total reconstruction of the left thumb.
The specimen's left big toe was much larger than its left thumb.
To ensure the closest possible resemblance, Yan Feifan decided to use the bone from the specimen's second toe and the nail from the big toe as the main components for the reconstructed thumb.
The first step, of course, was to amputate the specimen's left thumb.
To increase the difficulty, Qin Ying performed this step herself. The resulting incision was deliberately jagged...
「Inpatient Building No. 6, Pan Lirong's ward.」
As Yue Wangdao entered the hospital room, he saw Pan Lirong, hooked up to an IV drip, lying prone on a propped-up bed and waving him over.
He hurried forward a few steps and said reproachfully, "Mr. Pan, surgery is a big deal. How could you have it done without saying a word?"
"I only found out by chance from someone else!"
"Mr. Yue, please, have a seat!"
Once Yue Wangdao was seated in the chair by the bed, Pan Lirong explained through the pain in his lower back, "Everyone's busy, and it wasn't a life-or-death surgery. There was no need to make a big fuss."
Yue Wangdao accepted a cup of tea from Pan Lirong's wife, thanked her, and then said with a sigh, "Still, it's surgery. You should let your friends know."
"You're being too distant."
Yue Wangdao chided him again before asking with concern, "Mr. Pan, from the looks of it, the surgery must have gone smoothly?"
Pan Lirong smiled, his voice buoyant. "Mr. Lo said that after a good recovery period, I can't promise any running or jumping, but playing a round of golf together shouldn't be a problem."
As he spoke, he even flexed his lower leg to prove he wasn't exaggerating.
Yue Wangdao said in surprise, "That's more than smooth, that's a huge surprise!"
"Mr. Pan, I know a thing or two about your condition."
"Did you find some kind of miracle worker?"
Pan Lirong said mysteriously, "I did indeed meet a miracle worker, and it's someone you know."
"Someone I know? Who?"
Pan Lirong was about to speak, but as he lowered his leg, the movement was a little too forceful and sent a jolt of pain through his lower back.
The pain made the corner of his mouth twitch.
Seeing his pained expression, Yue Wangdao asked with concern, "Aren't you on a pain pump?"
Pan Lirong gritted his teeth, waiting for the pain to subside. "I'm not using one. That thing isn't very good for your back."
"I just had the doctor prescribe me some painkillers."
He chuckled. "For the past few months, my legs and feet have been numb. This sharp, clear pain is a reminder that I have my legs back."