"I remember this patient..."
Dr. Qiu Ge glanced at the patient’s medical records on his phone and couldn’t help but chuckle. "I had a consultation for him a few weeks ago."
"He’s an actor with a very distinctive look. His facial features are all scrunched together, like they’ve been photoshopped. It’s quite comical to see."
"Ah..."
Suddenly, Qiu Ge exclaimed in surprise, "Using your puncture and injection technique to ablate the blood clot... why didn’t I think of that before?"
"A mistake! A huge mistake!"
Yan Feifan chuckled softly. "I didn’t think of it myself, either. It was only when someone else approached me that I realized it was possible."
"But for this particular patient, I still haven’t figured out a puncture plan that avoids brain damage..."
After that, they both stopped eating and launched into a heated discussion about viable puncture routes.
However, after more than half an hour, they still hadn’t inspired a better surgical plan in each other.
"Mr. Yan, I personally think the plan you designed, which involves puncturing along the left auditory nerve, is already the best option."
"There would be auditory damage, but compared to aphasia, it’s more acceptable."
"Oh, it’s almost one! I have another consultation..."
Qiu Ge began to shovel food into his mouth, mumbling, "Let’s discuss it again tonight."
"As for borrowing the equipment, no problem. Just give me a time, and I’ll have them free it up..."
Yan Feifan said thoughtfully, "Let’s make it tomorrow evening, then. I have a lot to do tonight."
"We can postpone the discussion on this puncture plan until tomorrow night, too..."
After hastily finishing his lunch, Yan Feifan hurried back to Qin Ying’s medical research and teaching office.
Given Yan Feifan’s learning efficiency, after several months of study, even with all her years of accumulated experience, Dr. Qin Ying had little left to teach him.
This was especially true after Yan Feifan achieved a breakthrough in his surgical techniques.
Yan Feifan’s biggest weakness now was his lack of experience.
So, Mr. Qin would present distinctive or rare surgeries she had performed in the past as case studies for Yan Feifan to analyze and simulate.
In addition, Yan Feifan needed more practice to break through the bottleneck of infant replantation surgery.
At the same time, Yan Feifan’s role in the research office was gradually changing.
He was now more like a teaching assistant, helping Mr. Qin guide Yu Suye and the new male junior who had recently joined.
Dr. Qin Ying had handed over tasks like live surgical demonstrations and skill coaching to Yan Feifan...
「After six in the evening」
After clocking out, Yan Feifan first had a simple dinner at the hospital cafeteria before rushing to the plastic surgery center.
In an examination room, he performed a basic check-up on Xia Min, Mrs. Yu’s niece.
After being cured of Cushing’s disease through surgery, Xia Min’s body had recovered significantly, especially her weight and figure.
Although she still looked a bit full-figured, her weight was now evenly and naturally distributed. It was no longer the uncomfortable, imbalanced look of a large torso with slender limbs.
As for Xia Min’s facial appearance, Yan Feifan could only conclude that it was purely a case of Xia Min and Dr. Chen Yu having expectations that were too high.
Having lost a good deal of weight, Xia Min did look a little better, but it was just an improvement from a 60 to a 65 out of 100.
This degree of improvement must have been a disappointment to her and her family.
After all, Yan Feifan had seen a few old photos of Xia Min from her youth, and she had indeed been fresh-faced and lovely.
’It’s just that growing out of one’s looks is a very common thing.’
This was particularly true for Xia Min, as her development during late puberty had been negatively affected by her illness.
"Xia Min, strictly speaking, you’re still in your body’s recovery period. You’ll continue to become more slender and attractive."
Yan Feifan suggested, "How about this? Let’s wait another three to five months for your figure, appearance, and everything else to stabilize."
"If you’re still thinking about getting plastic surgery then, and your family doesn’t object, we can talk about it. How does that sound?"
Xia Min hesitated, then asked, a little embarrassed, "Mr. Yan, is it true that I’m unlikely to become pretty just by recovering naturally?"
"Is that right?"
Yan Feifan answered vaguely, "’Pretty’ is a very subjective concept. It all depends on how you measure it."
"In another three to five months, you will definitely look better than you do now. There’s no doubt about that."
Xia Min couldn’t hide her disappointment. "I understand, Mr. Yan."
"Then... I’ll see you in three to five months..."
After seeing Xia Min out, Yan Feifan went to the empty director’s office, flopped down on the sofa in the reception area, and continued to optimize the surgical plans for the two intraspinal tumor puncture and injection procedures scheduled for the next day.
At eleven o’clock tonight, the celebrity with the toe deformity, Mao Yanan, was scheduled to come to the plastic surgery center for a further examination.
Yan Feifan needed to wait for her.
「After nine-thirty at night」