"Hasn’t anyone had their eye on it?"
Liu Jin chuckled. "A place this good? Of course people have had their eye on it. There were quite a few applicants!"
"But with so many people vying for it, it became difficult for the logistics department to handle. No matter who they gave it to, they would offend a group of people."
"So they just didn’t give it to anyone, and now you’ve lucked out."
Yan Feifan gave a silly grin and asked curiously, "Mr. Liu, who worked here before?"
"Dr. Feng Yin!"
The name gave Yan Feifan a slight pause.
Dr. Feng Yin was a cardiovascular specialist at the Affiliated Hospital. He had passed away at his post this March due to a ruptured cerebral aneurysm.
"Mr. Liu, Dr. Feng didn’t... right here?"
Liu Jin nodded. Noticing Yan Feifan’s somewhat serious expression, he couldn’t help but ask with a smile, "You’re not scared, are you?"
Yan Feifan quickly shook his head in denial. "How could I be? I’m a doctor. I’m used to life and death."
After a pause, he explained, "I just didn’t expect this to be the office where Dr. Feng used to work."
"I even attended three of Dr. Feng’s medical lectures before."
"Sigh..."
Yan Feifan let out a long sigh, turned to survey the furnishings of the inner room, and suddenly declared loudly, "Dr. Feng, I will work hard in this office to devise better surgical plans and produce more research breakthroughs."
"May you rest in peace..."
Liu Jin, suppressing a smile, said, "This place hasn’t been used in months, and there’s mildew on the walls. I’ll have the logistics department..."
"No, no!"
Yan Feifan quickly interrupted, "Mr. Liu, don’t trouble the logistics department. I can do it myself."
Liu Jin chuckled. "That works too!"
"You have plenty of research funds in your account anyway. You can even save the hospital some logistics expenses."
As he spoke, Liu Jin tossed a set of keys to Yan Feifan...
By this time, it was already after working hours.
Yan Feifan had wanted to treat Mr. Liu to a meal to express his gratitude, but Mr. Liu already had an appointment.
After parting ways with Liu Jin, Yan Feifan went to the emergency department, met up with Yu Suye who was waiting for him, and told her about the office.
"That’s great news."
Yu Suye giggled. "This way, if we stay at the hospital to rest at night, we won’t have to worry about being disturbed."
"Oh, right, I have something to tell you too."
"Mrs. Qin took on two new students."
Yan Feifan was slightly taken aback, then chuckled. "That’s a good thing."
"It means Mrs. Qin has completely moved on and has truly accepted her new identity as a teacher."
Yu Suye chuckled lightly. "It certainly is."
She then lifted a thick, large manila envelope she was holding to show Yan Feifan.
"Feifan, these are the applications from several patients that we’ve received since Mr. Ho published the foundation’s charter, application standards, procedures, and other documents."
Yan Feifan let out a soft "oh" and said, "Let’s look at them together tonight. We’ll make a decision based on each patient’s specific situation..."
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