"The situation after brain surgery could potentially get worse."
Yan Feifan turned his gaze back to Shen Daoran and said in a heavy tone, "Mr. Shen, for your friend’s daughter, and for Qin Lang, if I were to perform this surgery, I can’t offer any guarantees."
"Frankly, you would only be gambling on a hope, a possibility."
The actual situation, of course, was not as bleak as Yan Feifan was making it sound.
He was actually quite confident of success.
However, the complexity of the brain was indeed far beyond what even Yan Feifan had mastered.
He couldn’t be absolutely certain of success.
By framing it in such severe terms, Yan Feifan could effectively mitigate any potential legal risks should the worst-case scenario occur.
Qin Lang, who was unable to speak clearly, tapped his phone, and a synthesized male voice spoke.
"Mr. Yan, I made my decision before I came here."
"I’m willing to accept the risks. Please, Mr. Yan, I’m putting myself in your hands..."
Shen Daoran also chimed in, stating, "Mr. Yan, before I came, I also got the go-ahead from my friend and her daughter..."
"As long as you believe there’s a chance of success, they are determined to go through with the surgery..."
Seeing that both had made up their minds, Yan Feifan agreed.
To ensure there would be beds available, he first communicated with Dr. Qiu Ge before telling Qin Lang and the girl with the impaired vision to come to the hospital early next Monday morning to complete their admission procedures.
Their surgeries would be scheduled for that Monday evening.
Just then, the office door was suddenly pushed open.
Yan Feifan turned his head and saw at least ten or twenty people crowding the doorway.
Ye Lin, who had been pushed through the door, waved her hands and explained anxiously, "Mr. Yan, I’m so sorry, I’m so sorry! I was pushed in, I didn’t mean to!"
Yan Feifan ignored her and looked at Shen Daoran. "Mr. Shen, it seems they’ve all been drawn here by your star power."
"If you don’t mind..."
Shen Daoran stood up with a smile and waved to the crowd blocking the doorway. "Please, everyone, come on in..."
At his words, the group of people surged inside with a WHOOSH.
Ye Lin, in particular, took advantage of her proximity and shot right in front of Shen Daoran, grabbing his arm excitedly...
Autographs, photos...
Shen Daoran ended up greeting at least forty or fifty enthusiastic fans before he could finally extricate himself from the cosmetic surgery center...
Wang Chuan gleefully tucked the notebook autographed by Shen Daoran safely into his desk drawer.
"Feifan, the proposal to hold a surgical observation conference has been unanimously approved. The suggested time is early August."
After mentioning the work matter, Wang Chuan switched topics. "Tonight, Ziruo and Xiaoyu are coming to Phoenix Tail Mountain to hang out with Yanyan."
"You should come too."
Wang Chuan added, "Yanyan’s mother is coming back to Binhai from the United States tomorrow, and she wants to meet you too..."