Yan Feifan awoke from his sleep to find the sun already high in the sky.
To his slight surprise, he found himself in a guest room at the Wang Family’s villa.
Staring at the simple, somewhat familiar room decor, Yan Feifan, his mind still groggy, couldn’t help but feel a little dazed.
’Was everything that happened yesterday a dream, or was it real?’
He habitually reached for his phone on the nightstand.
But he didn’t feel it.
Yan Feifan sat up in bed and looked around, but he still couldn’t see his phone.
Giving up on finding his phone for now, he leaned back against the soft headboard and began to rub his face vigorously, trying to wake himself up more.
Just then, Yan Feifan heard the sound of the door opening.
"Feifan, you’re awake!"
Yan Feifan lowered his hands and saw his sister and Yu Suye walk in.
Before he could even ask, his sister blurted out, "Feifan, after confirming all three surgeries were done, that bastard actually kept his word. He surrendered at three o’clock this morning."
"The hostages were sent to the hospital right away."
"Aside from a few who have a cold or a fever, they’re all physically fine, though obviously shaken up. They said they’ve already arranged for psychologists to provide counseling."
Yu Suye took over, saying, "Director Wang said it’s relatively quiet here and you won’t be easily disturbed by the outside world."
"So, we brought you here while you were sound asleep."
Yan Feifan let out a soft "Oh," as his sister started talking again. "Feifan, the deputy mayor in charge even came to the hospital to check on you last night."
"But you, you were sleeping like a log."
"The deputy mayor said..."
Yan Ziruo pointed at Yan Feifan with mock gravity. "You are a good doctor who puts the interests of the people first, is willing to make sacrifices, and possesses exquisite medical skills. He also urged us to take good care of you."
"Feifan..."
Yu Suye sat down on the bed next to Yan Feifan. "Mr. Zhang from the Municipal Public Security Bureau also called to thank you. He said they’ll conduct an in-depth investigation into the hostage situation."
"Mr. Zhang also said that specific details about the incident won’t be leaked. They will only release a brief summary of the events to the public, focusing on online gambling and financial ruin."
Yan Feifan nodded with a hint of understanding.
’He understood. The police were worried about copycat incidents among patients.’
However, Yan Feifan wasn’t too worried about something like this happening again.
After all, there weren’t many people like Yv Yunzhi—someone with cancer who was also clever and bold enough to do something so extreme.
Yan Feifan refused to believe his luck was so bad that he would run into people like that one after another.
He started to get out of bed, but his sister pushed him back down.
"It’s only seven in the morning. Go back to sleep for a while."
"Oh, and another thing..."
Yan Ziruo said with a solemn expression, "Your entire work schedule for Monday has been cleared."
"You are going to stay right here and rest well for two days."
Yan Feifan got up again. "Sis, I need to use the bathroom. I can’t hold it anymore..."
He ran to the bathroom to relieve himself, then washed up and took a shower. While doing so, he sorted through the events of the past day.
When Yan Feifan came out of the bathroom, he was refreshed and feeling ravenous.
He took the glass of warm milk Yu Suye handed him, drank it all in one gulp, and then asked, "Where’s that kid, Xiaoyu?"
"He was worried sick with the rest of us yesterday. He didn’t go to sleep until he saw you’d been brought back safely."
Yan Ziruo replied, then couldn’t help but chuckle. "He’s still asleep now. He’ll probably sleep until nine or ten."
"Mr. Tian called last night. He wants to treat us to a proper celebration and asked when we’re free."
Yan Feifan said, "Oh. Don’t worry about a big celebration. Just a casual meal together is fine."
"Let Mr. Tian host his own friends and family first."
"Getting into Bin University High School is an honor almost as great as getting into a top university."
Yan Ziruo chuckled. "Isn’t it, though?"
"Mr. Tian kept saying on the phone that he never expected it. He said that six months ago, he would’ve been happy if Xiaoyu just got into a decent district high school."
"He never imagined Xiaoyu would score so high."
Yan Feifan wore a smug look. "My title as a gold-medal tutor isn’t just for show, you know."
"It only took half a year under my guidance to completely transform a blockhead like Xiaoyu."
Yan Ziruo shot him a sidelong glance and chuckled. "Give you an inch and you take a mile. Xiaoyu is no blockhead."
After a pause, she added in a serious tone, "Feifan, there’s one more thing I forgot to tell you."