Overpowered Resident Doctor

Chapter 413: Chapter 412: The Temptation of Empty Fame

Ah Yimu’s rhinoplasty began at 12:50 AM and ended at nearly 3:40 AM, lasting almost three hours.

To create a near-perfect, 99-out-of-100 nose, Yan Feifan had pulled out all the stops.

’I have to make her feel like the six hundred thousand she spent was more than worth it,’ he thought. ’Don’t want her secretly cursing me out later.’

After the surgery, Yan Feifan and Wang Chuan both slept in the director’s office, not waking up until nearly nine in the morning.

The moment Yan Feifan opened his eyes, he saw his sister pointing her phone at him, filming him from various angles.

He rolled over and sat up on the sofa, rubbing his face as he complained, "Sis, what’s so great about filming someone while they’re sleeping?"

"Haha... I’m letting your fans know how hard you work."

Yan Ziruo explained, putting her phone away before giving Yan Feifan’s head a playful ruffle.

"Hurry up and wash up, then eat breakfast..."

When Yan Feifan came out of the bathroom, his sister had already left. The sofa was tidied up, and Wang Chuan was drinking soy milk and eating pan-fried buns.

He sat down next to Wang Chuan, first drinking half a cup of soy milk to wet his throat, then picked up a still-warm shumai and began to eat.

"Ah Yimu left at six this morning."

After mentioning that, Wang Chuan added with a smile, "The hospital just sent out a notice. Dr. Kevin Vega, a neurosurgery expert from Johns Hopkins Hospital, is giving a lecture in the small auditorium at two this afternoon."

"The notice specifically points out that Dr. Vega is giving this lecture at the invitation of Dr. Qiu Ge."

Wang Chuan said pointedly, "And as for why Dr. Vega is here, Feifan... no one knows better than you."

Yan Feifan smiled. "Dr. Qiu has her eye on the position of Director of Neurosurgery. She’s probably trying to use this to boost her influence."

"Besides, I’m young. I don’t need that kind of superficial fame."

Wang Chuan chuckled. "Looks like the hospital’s surgery division is about to get another female department director."

He remarked with some emotion, then smiled. "Over the past few days, several investors have been sounding me out about financing for Extraordinary Medical Technology."

"They must have heard that the entire funding round was snapped up on the first day, and now they’re itching to get in on the action."

Yan Feifan couldn’t help but laugh. "They see everyone scrambling for it and suddenly think it’s a hot commodity."

He added, "According to Song Yi and Yu Chuanbai’s projections, this three hundred million in funding is enough to support more than six months of mass production and marketing."

"It’s make or break in six months."

"If we make it, the company will enter a phase of rapid growth."

"If the market doesn’t accept the product, then no amount of funding will help."

Wang Chuan chuckled. "In other words, in six months, you and Ziruo are going to be worth hundreds of millions."

Yan Feifan said with an expectant look, "I hope everything goes smoothly, just as we’ve planned..."

Wang Chuan and Yan Feifan finished their breakfast, lost in their bright hopes for the future.

At ten in the morning, the two went to Operating Room 3 to observe Lin Qian’s surgery.

Last week, Lin Qian and Qi Xiuping had each selected an injured child from the local orphanage as their surgical patient, based on their respective skill levels.

Lin Qian chose a nine-year-old girl with two horrifying scars on her face, seventeen and twenty-one centimeters long.

Qi Xiuping chose a seven-year-old boy with a cleft lip.

This little boy only had a cleft lip, not a cleft palate.

The difficulty of this repair surgery was much lower compared to the cleft lip and palate repair surgery Yan Feifan had performed in the past.

After nearly a week of careful preparation, Lin Qian and Qi Xiuping would be the lead surgeons for their respective operations this morning and afternoon...

Wang Chuan and Yan Feifan didn’t stay for the entire duration of either surgery. They left after observing the most critical parts of the procedures.

For Wang Chuan and Yan Feifan, the performance of Lin Qian and Qi Xiuping during their surgeries was neither surprising nor disappointing.

It was standard procedure, passable, and nothing more.

Especially for Wang Chuan, with the towering mountain that was Yan Feifan right in front of him, no one else could really pique his interest.

He would provide the necessary guidance in a methodical manner.

And when it came to hands-on opportunities, Wang Chuan was impartial, giving them to each person as appropriate.

As for how much they learned or how far they could grow, that depended on their own aptitude and effort.

Back in the director’s office, Yan Feifan went straight to the reception area and unceremoniously flopped down on the sofa.

Seeing him lie there with his eyes closed to rest his mind, Wang Chuan suggested, "It’s still more than three hours until seven tonight. Why don’t you go sleep in one of the top-floor patient rooms? It’s quiet there, and you won’t be disturbed."

"I’ll come get you when it’s time."

Yan Feifan replied softly, "For tonight’s surgery, I’ll leave after I finish my part. It won’t take too much of my strength and energy."

"Director, I’m not actually resting. I’m running through tonight’s surgical plan in my head."

He added thoughtfully, "Director, just go about your business. I’m not easily distracted, so don’t worry about making noise."

Wang Chuan’s mouth twitched at his words. ’You might not be afraid of being disturbed,’ he thought, ’but you’re disturbing me!’

A little frustrated, Wang Chuan gathered his laptop, a few files, and some papers, preparing to work in the conference room instead. fгeewёbnoѵel.cσm

Just then, the melody of "Jasmine" began to play.

Wang Chuan paused.

He knew it was Yan Feifan’s ringtone.

Then, Yan Feifan’s voice sounded out.

"Hello, Dr. Qin!"

"He’s awake? The test results are good? Oh, that’s great news."

"What medical expert group?"

"Oh... so it’s about that..."

"Dr. Qin, I’m mainly focused on studying and gaining experience right now. My schedule is packed every day. As for the expert group, I’ll have to pass for now..."

As soon as Yan Feifan hung up, Wang Chuan couldn’t help but ask, "Feifan, was that Qin Feng from the PLA General Hospital?"

"What was that about an expert group?"

Yan Feifan sat up and replied, "Yes, that was Dr. Qin."

"He said on the phone that the country is holding a major international conference next month. They’re putting together a medical expert team to be on standby for any potential medical emergencies."

"Standby duty like that is incredibly boring. Besides, I don’t have the time for it."

Hearing this, Wang Chuan grew anxious.

"A major international conference next month?"

"That must be the ministerial consultative conference between China and the European nations being held in Jingcheng."

"Feifan, don’t you understand?"

Wang Chuan explained frantically, "Getting into this medical expert group means you’ve passed the screening by the Central Health Bureau!"

"This means you’ve received recognition from the highest authorities and are now considered one of the top surgeons in the country."

"How could you just turn it down?"

Yan Feifan froze for a moment as it dawned on him.

"Director, so getting into this group basically makes you a modern-day Imperial Physician."

"I thought you had to go through all sorts of background checks and assessments to get in. I didn’t realize it was as simple as a single phone call."

Wang Chuan scoffed. "It’s not as simple as you think. A doctor can save a life, but they can also take one. The difference can be a single impulse."

"Before Dr. Qin made that call, the relevant authorities must have already done an extremely thorough background check on you."

"It’s only because your track record has been consistently exemplary that you passed their investigation so easily."

Yan Feifan grinned smugly. "Well, I’ve always held myself to the highest professional and ethical standards."

"Except for being a bit greedy," Wang Chuan pointed out bluntly.

Yan Feifan chuckled again, completely unabashed. "Nobody’s perfect. A flawless person doesn’t exist."

He picked up his phone again, ready to call Qin Feng back.

But after a moment of thought, he decided against it.

"Forget it. I can’t rely on the Puncture Injection Skill for my whole career."

"At this stage, I need to stay resolute, focus on studying and gaining experience, and avoid the temptation of superficial fame..."

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