"I also sincerely hope that we can continue to receive strong support from everyone, so this charity project can go on for a long time."
Yan Feifan then instructed, "Mrs. Gu, regarding matters of the Extraordinary Fund, please communicate with He Junxing from now on..."
Watching Yan Feifan walk through the isolation doors of the surgical area, Mrs. Gu couldn’t help but sigh.
She knew clearly that Yan Feifan’s skill in plastic surgery was more than an order of magnitude higher than other doctors’.
The handicapped and deformed children he operated on not only recovered faster from their incisions, but after a full recovery, the original injuries or deformities were almost undetectable, and they even looked better than before.
The reconstructive surgeries performed by others could only be described as restoring basic function and making their appearance passable.
The signs of surgical repair, however, were obvious at a glance.
Naturally, Mrs. Gu hoped in her heart that all the surgeries could be performed by a master of plastic surgery like Yan Feifan.
But she also understood that her side had no room to bargain.
A top-tier doctor like Yan Feifan would choose surgeries with greater returns.
The fact that the Plastic Surgery Center was willing to let its young doctors perform reconstructive surgery on the handicapped and deformed children was already a blessing for the welfare home.
"I can’t be too greedy."
Mrs. Gu sighed to herself, then quickly took out her phone to contact the welfare home’s leadership and report what Yan Feifan had just told her...
The female trainee’s surgery began at 1:30 in the afternoon.
Yan Feifan was the lead surgeon for this operation, with Wang Chuan as the surgical assistant and Luo Zhen as the anesthesiologist.
The scrub nurse and circulating nurse were, as usual, Meng Yao and Ye Lin.
This surgical team could be called the strongest possible lineup from the Plastic Surgery Center at present.
The other party’s five hundred million won was not being spent for nothing...
Shortly before three in the afternoon, the young nurse Xv Shuang enthusiastically saw a discharged patient out of the Plastic Surgery Center building, waving goodbye.
Just then, she saw a G-Wagon SUV rushing straight toward her at high speed.
Xv Shuang was still wondering how a vehicle dared to tear through the hospital grounds like that when, in the blink of an eye, the car was right in front of her.
She was instantly scared stiff.
Xv Shuang forgot to run, forgot to dodge. She squeezed her eyes shut, covered her head with her hands, and started screaming, "AHHHH!"
"SCREECH..."
The sound of the vehicle braking sharply rang in her ears. Xv Shuang felt a gust of wind wash over her, carrying the acrid smell of rubber burning from the tires’ violent friction with the ground.
She cracked her eyes open a sliver and gasped.
The aggressive-looking front of the car was only a fist’s width away from her.
A wave of belated fear washed over her entire body. Xv Shuang’s heart was pounding violently.
Just then, the sound of a car door opening caught her attention.
She saw Jio Xin jump out of the driver’s seat and go to the rear door.
Xv Shuang followed and saw a man lying on the back seat, his head and face completely wrapped in gauze.
"Xin, who is he?"
As Jio Xin and another man who got out of the car worked together to move the gauze-wrapped man, she asked urgently, "Where’s Mr. Yan?"
"Where’s the Director?"
"They’re all in surgery," Xv Shuang replied.
Hearing this, Jio Xin saw Xv Shuang just standing there stupidly and immediately flared up, yelling, "Are you brain-dead?"
"Hurry up and get a gurney or a wheelchair!"
"And hurry, have someone notify the Director and Mr. Yan! Tell them Dr. Tang is seriously injured and needs emergency surgery..."