Admittedly, many patients with spinal canal tumors, and some with brain tumors, recovered better after Yan Feifan’s percutaneous injections than they would have with conventional surgery.
But Yan Feifan had no desire to spend all his time and energy on the dehydrated ethanol injection technique, which no longer posed much of a challenge for him.
He was determined to press on toward his goal of becoming an all-around surgeon.
Even Mr. Lo disapproved of Yan Feifan dedicating more of his time and energy to treating patients with spinal canal tumors.
The patients were endless, but there was only one Yan Feifan.
With Yan Feifan’s intelligence and medical talent, he ought to use his youth to learn more medical knowledge, assimilate it, and master it, in hopes of producing more significant medical research breakthroughs in the future.
In Mr. Lo’s words, it was a matter of choosing between short-term benefits and long-term development.
Anyone who wasn’t a fool would know which to choose.
Throughout the afternoon, Lo Jun gave Yan Feifan private instruction, continuing to teach him various methods for grafting and connecting fine nerve branches...
At six in the evening, Yan Feifan got off work and hurried to the plastic surgery center.
The special Xiao Man had been filming about providing free plastic surgery for disabled children was set to air on Binhai Satellite TV this Thursday night.
The special still needed some additional footage.
Following Xiao Man’s instructions, Yan Feifan, Director Wang Chuan, and the others spent a couple of hectic hours changing back and forth between white coats and surgical scrubs to complete the reshoots.
After seeing Xiao Man and her film crew off, Yan Feifan followed Wang Chuan back to the director’s office.
"Director, thank you for the wild fish."
Yan Feifan expressed his thanks, then couldn’t help but ask, "Director, did you send that specifically for my sister?"
"We steamed one last night, and she ate practically the whole thing."
Wang Chuan laughed heartily. "Feifan, then tell me, is there anything you like to eat that your sister doesn’t?"
"Next time, I’ll be sure to send something to your liking!"
Yan Feifan thought for a moment, then said glumly, "Actually, no. My sister likes everything I like."
Wang Chuan handed a stack of files and a USB drive to Yan Feifan, adding, "Next time my friend by the sea sends a good catch of seafood, I’ll send you more."
"No matter how much your sister loves it, there’s a limit to how much she can eat."
Yan Feifan took the files and flipped through them. They were all high-definition photos of the Uighur actress.
"Director, is the agreement settled?"
Wang Chuan grunted in affirmation. "Mr. Jiang spent the entire day drafting the incentive-based agreement."
"Feifan, besides the basic surgical fee, whether or not we can get the maximum five-million-yuan incentive is all up to you."
Yan Feifan chuckled. "I’ll do my best and give it my all."
"Director, to properly prepare, it would help if I could examine the celebrity’s face. If I could get a feel for the bone structure and muscle texture beneath her skin, I’d be much more confident."
Wang Chuan scoffed lightly. "Feifan, don’t even dream about it. Celebrities generally hate it when people get plastic surgery to look like them."
"It’s just that the law doesn’t explicitly forbid it, so there’s nothing they can do."
Yan Feifan shook his head in regret.
He stuffed the photos and the USB drive into his briefcase, just as Wang Chuan asked, "When do you plan to start the surgery?"
"Are they in a big hurry?"
Yan Feifan retorted, then added, "This surgery will require two or three procedures, and summer isn’t a good season for recovery."
"Even if they’re anxious to start, I’ll need at least two weeks to prepare."
Wang Chuan grunted. "I’ll discuss the specific surgical timeline with them."
"Let’s leave together..."
As he spoke, Wang Chuan picked up a rather heavy tote bag from beside his desk.
Seeing Yan Feifan look over, he said, somewhat puzzled, "A return gift from your sister. Some cured pork, chicken, and duck."
"You didn’t know about this?"
Yan Feifan shook his head. "My sister handles all the social obligations at home. I’m just in charge of... earning money."
"And she’s in charge of spending it."
Wang Chuan chuckled again. "Sounds like you have it easy."
The two of them walked out of the office together and nearly collided with someone waiting outside.
"Li Mei!"
"Mr. Yan!"
Yan Feifan hadn’t expected to run into the near-perfect girl from yesterday here.
Unlike yesterday, the girl was completely bare-faced today.
Aside from a few uneven and blemished patches of skin on her face, her features were just as exquisite.
Yan Feifan spoke first. "Are you here to see me for something?"