Overpowered Resident Doctor Chapter 189 188: The Crying Child

"Him? Your boyfriend?"

Lu Yao sized up Yan Feifan, his face a mask of disbelief.

"He doesn't have an ounce of muscle on him. He's as delicate as a woman. He's not your type at all."

"Su Ye, if you're going to get soone to pretend to be your boyfriend, you should at least find a decent one."

Furious at being so openly scorned, Yan Feifan was absolutely enraged.

He had originally felt a sliver of pity for Lu Yao, but now he wished Yu Suye would go up and kick him again.

If he thought he could win a fight against the guy, he'd have done the kicking himself.

Just then, he heard Yu Suye's voice.

"As you get older and experience more, your perspective changes."

"Before, I was just focused on looks. I thought a real man was all muscle."

"Now I know that what makes a man real isn't his appearance, but what's on the inside."

Yu Suye wrapped both arms around Yan Feifan's, rested her head on his shoulder, and cuddled close.

"Lu Yao, if you just ask around a little, you'll find out."

"Feifan's dical skills are incredible, but he also takes responsibility, isn't afraid of authority, stays true to himself, has a kind heart, and is a real man you can count on when it matters. He's exactly my type."

Yan Feifan, playing along with Yu Suye and wanting to annoy Lu Yao even more, reached over with his free hand and intimately stroked the top of her head.

Yu Suye seed to enjoy it, shaking her head slightly and nuzzling against him.

This left Lu Yao looking a bit dazed.

Soon, his expression hardened with determination. "Su Ye, I don't care if you have a boyfriend. So what if you're married? It won't stop from liking you."

"I will never give up."

After saying his piece, he turned and strode away.

Watching Lu Yao walk away, Yu Suye turned to Yan Feifan with a grin and said, "My dear Feifan, if you really wanted to prove you were my boyfriend just now, wouldn't the best way have been to kiss ?"

Yan Feifan quickly shook his head, a look of distaste on his face. "Your face is constantly exposed to the open air. Who knows how many germs are on it? Sickness enters through the mouth."

Furious, Yu Suye yanked her arm away from Yan Feifan's, grabbed her small suitcase, and marched into the airport terminal…

For the trip back, Yan Feifan's carry-on luggage now contained two sets of Chinese herbs and six small pouches of pre-brewed dicinal liquid.

Yu Suye had asked her family's traditional Chinese dicine clinic to prepare them yesterday afternoon, and they had been delivered to Baining Hospital early this morning.

Because the dicinal liquid was a fluid and exceeded one hundred milliliters, it couldn't be carried on and had to be checked.

After Yan Feifan finished checking in the dicinal liquid, he rembered there was one more thing he hadn't taken care of.

"Su Ye, how much was this dicine?"

Her good mood restored, Yu Suye t Yan Feifan's gaze with a beaming smile and said, "To maximize the tonic's effects, my grand-uncle used quite a few precious dicinal herbs for you."

"It's 4,200 for one set. You have three sets, so that's 12,600 in total."

The price made Yan Feifan cringe.

It was far beyond his expectations. He thought it would be a few hundred yuan at most.

"Feifan, my grand-uncle is a national master of traditional Chinese dicine. He rarely sees patients these days."

"A single consultation with my grand-uncle costs this much…"

Seeing Yu Suye hold up three fingers and wiggle them, Yan Feifan nodded slightly. "Three thousand for one consultation? That's acceptable."

"Even though the most expensive specialist appointnt at the Affiliated Hospital is only three hundred. But a master of his caliber is practically a national treasure. It's only right that his consultation fee is higher."

Yu Suye snorted. "Who said anything about three thousand?"

"It's thirty thousand, okay?"

Seeing Yan Feifan's jaw drop in surprise, Yu Suye huffed, "Feifan, don't you dare complain it's too expensive."

"Let tell you, plenty of people wave checks for a hundred or two hundred thousand, begging for a consultation, and my grand-uncle can't even be bothered."

"If I hadn't put in a good word for you with him, you wouldn't have even gotten to see him."

"Yes, yes. I really have to thank you for this, Su Ye."

Though he said that, he was wincing inwardly.

'A lesson learned the hard way. From now on, no matter what I buy or what service I use, and no matter how well I know the person, I'm asking for the price upfront.'

'Ripping off your friends is all the rage these days…'

'Now that the consultation was over and he had the dicine, no matter how high the price, he'd have to grit his teeth and pay up.'

'Fortunately, after factoring everything in, this trip to Jingcheng still turned a profit.'

"Su Ye, for the consultation and dicine fees, I'll have my sister transfer the money to you after we get back."

Yu Suye waved her hand magnanimously. "Forget the consultation fee. My grand-uncle is waiving it this ti on my account."

"As for the cost of the herbs… let's just consider it a year's worth of rent…"

At 11:10 AM, Yu Suye and Yan Feifan boarded the plane.

For the return trip, they were once again in business class.

This ti, there was no celebrity traveling with them, but there was a child who wouldn't stop crying.

The child was a boy, about two or three years old.

He had adorable, doll-like features, but his loud wailing made him thoroughly unlikable.

Traveling with the child was a stylish mother in her early thirties.

She kept apologizing to the other passengers in the cabin while trying to console her son.

But no matter how she tried to persuade, promise, or even threaten him, the boy kept crying nonstop, saying he wanted his daddy.

A pretty flight attendant also brought over a few toys to help calm him down, but it was no use.

Yu Suye glanced back at the anxious-looking mother and whispered to Yan Feifan, "In this situation, one smack and he'd be fine right away!"

"We were sent to our family-run kindergarten when we were little, and the discipline was incredibly strict. Anyone who dared to cry would get their palms rapped with a ruler instantly."

Yan Feifan stood up and said, "Children are usually forgetful. No matter how upset they are, they usually only cry for a little while."

"For a small child to cry this long, there's a high probability he's physically uncomfortable."

He walked over to the child, the stylish mother, and the flight attendant and introduced himself. "Hello, I'm a doctor from Binhai University Affiliated Hospital."

"The boy has been crying for a long ti. It's possible he's feeling unwell. Would it be alright if I examined him?"

The stylish mother was sweating with anxiety. She quickly said, "Doctor, please, go ahead."

She added, "My baby is usually very well-behaved. It's just that his dad had sothing co up at the last minute and couldn't travel with us."

Yan Feifan began to examine the wailing child.

For a child this age, common ailnts are colds and fevers, pneumonia, and digestive system issues.

He checked the boy's temperature and heart rate. Both were normal.

He then palpated the boy's abdon but noticed no significant change in his crying.

Given that the child was crying nonstop and was so young, Yan Feifan knew it would be difficult to get any useful information out of him.

He didn't even bother trying.

'No elevated temperature ans no internal inflammation.'

'There's no discomfort in the abdon.'

'And his cries are so loud… his breath support is quite strong…'

'Breath support…'

Yan Feifan suddenly noticed that the child's breathing was a bit rapid, and after every few cries, he would cough forcefully a couple of tis.

'Perhaps the coughing isn't from all the crying, but a genuine attempt to expel sothing.'

'After all, it's very common for young children to swallow foreign objects.'

'Loud cries and normal breathing an the foreign object hasn't blocked his trachea.'

'A foreign object that has entered the stomach usually won't cause a pain response unless it's sharp or corrosive.'

'If the object were stuck in the throat, it would typically trigger a strong coughing reflex to try and dislodge it.'

'Ruling out those possibilities, that leaves…'

'Did a foreign object enter his bronchus?'

At this thought, Yan Feifan acted without a word.

He reached out, grabbed the little boy, and laid him face down over the back of an airplane seat.

Then, Yan Feifan grabbed the boy's feet with one hand and lifted him upside down.

At the sa ti, Yan Feifan raised his other hand.

He aid for the spot between the boy's shoulder blades and, under the astonished gazes of the stylish mother, the flight attendant, Yu Suye, and the rest of the passengers in the cabin, he brought his hand down without hesitation…