Free Web NovelChapter 393: Chapter 392: Migraine
Faced with Shao Dalei Lin’s request, Yan Feifan reviewed the photos of the bride-to-be and replied seriously, "To be safe, it’s better to wait a few months for her muscle memory to fade a bit before performing the restorative surgery."
Shao Dalei Lin, not giving up, asked, "Mr. Yan, is there really no solution for right now?"
Yan Feifan said pensively, "It’s not that a successful restoration now is impossible, it’s just not worth the risk. Nor is it necessary."
"Five hundred thousand!"
Shao Dalei Lin shouted out a number, then explained, "Mr. Yan, as long as you can restore this bride-to-be’s appearance, I’ll give you an extra five-hundred-thousand bonus."
Yan Feifan chuckled and said, "Miss Shao, if this were a life-or-death situation, you wouldn’t need to add any money. I’d take the risk even with only a ten percent chance of success."p>
"But since this bride-to-be has other options, there’s no need to take the risk of her ending up horribly disfigured."
"If a mistake is made, she’ll regret it for the rest of her life."
Yan Feifan suggested, "Miss Shao, you should give that money to the bride-to-be as compensation and have her postpone the wedding..."
Watching Yan Feifan and Yu Suye walk away hand in hand, Shao Dalei Lin was so angry she nearly ground her teeth to dust...
After the Yan siblings and Yu Suye returned home, Du Qiu told them that Yu Chuanbai, who had returned from Jingcheng, had stopped by in the afternoon and taken all his personal belongings. freewebnøvel.com
This news made Yan Feifan feel considerably more relaxed.
Trying to get up to no good with Yu Suye right under his big brother-in-law’s nose had been quite stressful.
During dinner, Yan Feifan received a call from Mr. Wan of the Emergency Department, who told him that the medical malpractice assessment report for Wang Songhe was out.
The conclusion was that it was not medical malpractice.
Wang Songhe’s pesticide poisoning was deemed an accident, something the medical staff at the time could not have foreseen.
At the same time, the police also issued their investigation results.
The investigation revealed that on the night before the incident, Wang Songhe and his girlfriend had been fooling around passionately in a wooded area and on a lawn on campus that had been sprayed with pesticides, causing their clothes to become contaminated with an excessive amount.geo:glossary check
Mr. Wan also revealed that the university was currently negotiating the specific compensation details with Wang Songhe’s family.
After ending the call, Yan Feifan sighed, filled with emotion.
If Wang Songhe hadn’t been constantly drinking carbonated beverages instead of water in such hot weather, he probably wouldn’t have developed severe hypokalemia.
Severe hypokalemia alone would have been bad enough, but he also carelessly got an excessive amount of pesticide on his clothes.
Without the physical weakness and the damage to his heart and respiratory system caused by the severe hypokalemia, the small amount of toxin absorbed through his skin wouldn’t have triggered such a severe physical reaction.
It was a perfect storm of events, and the end result was the loss of a vibrant young life.
’Every tragedy is an aggregation of several coincidences,’ Yan Feifan mused to himself, then put the matter out of his mind and continued eating.
"Oh, Feifan, our little uncle contacted me this afternoon..."
Yan Ziruo took a sip of soup and continued, "He said he’s gotten used to living alone these past few years, and that we siblings have our own lives."
"He said if he lived with us again after coming back, we’d surely get in each other’s way, so he wants us to rent an apartment for him."
"What do you think?"
Yan Feifan thought for a moment and said, "Let’s just rent a place for him nearby."
"If Uncle can’t control himself, us watching him all day won’t do any good anyway."
Yan Feifan added, "After he gets back, I’ll ask Dr. Tan Xiao to give him a few counseling sessions."
"Squandering the family fortune, what happened with Grandpa and Grandma, plus his years as a seaman... Uncle must have quite a few psychological issues."
Yan Ziruo grunted in agreement, then said jokingly, "Feifan, I’ve noticed you seem to be paying a lot of attention to mental health lately."
"You haven’t been secretly seeing a therapist behind my back, have you?"
"Of course not! I’m perfectly healthy mentally!"
Yan Feifan raised his voice in denial, then explained, "A lot of the people who come for plastic surgery need a psychological evaluation first."
"I’ve also encountered some people who want plastic surgery because of a pathological mindset, which has made me pay more attention to mental health."
Yan Feifan quickly changed the subject, bringing up the Extraordinary Fund.
"The money in the fund is meant to be spent. I’m planning to have Lin Qian and Qi Xiuping join in and perform surgeries for the disabled children at the welfare home."
Yan Ziruo asked worriedly, "Are they skilled enough?"
Yan Feifan chuckled lightly. "Of course, there’s a gap between the two of them and Su Ye, but they’re still considered outstanding among the younger generation of doctors."
Yu Suye liked the sound of that.
But on second thought, she realized Yan Feifan had clearly separated himself from that group, implying he was no longer in the same league.
This left Yu Suye feeling a little bummed out.
Yan Feifan’s voice continued, "Of course, I’ll have them start with simple restorative surgeries and slowly work their way up."
Yan Ziruo said, "Oh," and then asked, "Will they be doing it for free?"
Yan Feifan shook his head. "Lin Qian’s financial situation isn’t great. She needs an income to support herself and her career."
"We’ll pay them both a surgical stipend based on an attending physician’s standard rate, with a slight discount."
Yan Ziruo nodded, indicating she understood.
In fact, even when Yan Feifan and Yu Suye performed these charity surgeries, it wasn’t unpaid labor.
It was just that the surgical stipends they received were far below the market rate.
Especially Yan Feifan. These days, for any given plastic surgery he performed, his personal earnings started at five figures.
For a complex restorative surgery on a disabled child from the welfare home, he would only take a few hundred yuan as a token for his efforts.
As for Meng Yao, Ye Lin, and the others on his surgical team, they were paid what they were owed.
The plastic surgery center and Yan Feifan couldn’t just do a good deed and expect their hardworking subordinates to volunteer their time and effort as well.
Now, this portion of the money was all paid out of the newly established Extraordinary Fund...
After dinner, Yan Feifan returned to his room to work, but it wasn’t long before someone knocked and entered.
It was Du Qiu.
"Feifan... huh...?"
Du Qiu called out, then suddenly noticed that Yan Feifan was holding a compilation of past Binhai high school entrance exams.
"Feifan, why are you looking at high school entrance exam questions?"
Yan Feifan explained softly, "Xiaoyu has her entrance exams coming up, right? I was planning to make a few practice tests for her."
"It would be great if I could luckily guess a few questions and help her score some extra points."
He placed the exam compilation on his desk and asked, "Du Qiu, did you need to see me about something?"
Du Qiu said, a little embarrassed, "Someone from my neighborhood knows I work in the home of a doctor from the Affiliated Hospital."
"Their child suffers from migraines. They’ve been to the hospital for check-ups before, but they couldn’t find anything wrong."
"The child is going to be a high school senior after summer break, and once the academic pressure builds, the headaches are sure to get severe again."
"The family was hoping to use this summer break to get the migraines treated for good."
"Mr. Yan, they were hoping I could ask you to recommend a specialist in this field."
At this, Du Qiu quickly added, "Mr. Yan, if it’s not convenient, please just forget about it."
Yan Feifan smiled and said, "Du Qiu, are you sure the kid isn’t just pretending to have migraines because they don’t like studying?"
Du Qiu shook her head. "I don’t think so."
"My child goes to the same school, and says that kid is honest and well-behaved, with good grades too."
Yan Feifan hummed softly, then said in a serious tone, "Du Qiu, migraines are no simple matter. To this day, the specific pathogenic mechanism of migraines is still not clearly understood."
"To put it simply, we doctors haven’t figured it out yet."
"How about this, have the child come see me at the hospital on Wednesday afternoon. I’ll take a look first and we’ll go from there..."
