The ever-thoughtful Tian Yu proactively poured a glass of water for Wang Chuan.
"The third batch of volunteers have all had their surgeries."
Wang Chuan said gravely, "Based on the feedback from the first two batches of volunteers, there are no major adverse effects."
"But we still haven’t found a suitable method for postoperative pain management. They have to rely on anesthetic painkillers in the hospital to get through the first two weeks."
Yan Feifan sat up straight. "A simple and easy method for managing neuropathic pain isn’t easy to find."
"I guess Yanyan will have to endure it just like the other volunteers."
Wang Chuan sighed heavily. "I suppose that’s the only way. Fortunately, it’s only for two weeks. She’ll just have to bear it until it’s over."
"Is it really that painful?" Tian Yu asked, concerned.
Yan Feifan thought for a moment. "It’s probably three or four times more painful than when you had your dislocated knuckle reset."
Hearing this, Tian Yu, who had firsthand experience with that pain, immediately went pale. "That painful? And for so many days?" she asked in shock.
"Can Yanyan handle that?"
Wang Chuan gave a faint smile. "She’ll be in the hospital on a continuous pain pump. The pain level will be kept within a tolerable range."
"Of course, it’ll still be very unpleasant."
"Yanyan is very tough. She’ll get through it."
Then he added, "Xiaoyu, now that your exams are over, you should go visit Yanyan more often."
Tian Yu nodded. "Okay, Mr. Wang. I’ll go see Yanyan in a couple of days. We can exercise and play video games together."
Just then, Yan Feifan suddenly picked up his phone, held it to Tian Yu’s ear, and played the pitter-patter of falling rain.
"Mr. Yan, what are you making me listen to?"
Yan Feifan pulled his phone back and said to Wang Chuan, "Director, this sound has no effect on my sister, on Su Ye, or on Xiaoyu."
"But the effect on you and me is quite pronounced. It’s making me more and more curious..."
They waited for another ten-odd minutes before Yu Suye returned.
Afterward, the group, along with Wang Chuan, headed back to Zuimo Court together.
The cocktail party Yan Feifan and Wang Chuan were invited to tonight didn’t start until 7:30.
It was the kind of reception for tasting wine and mingling, not for a full meal.
They needed to eat something at home first to line their stomachs...