Sunday morning, May 16th!
Perhaps it was because he had been too exhausted yesterday, or maybe Yan Feifan's subconscious believed that since it was a day off, he should get more rest.
After six in the morning, he was still asleep, not waking up on ti as he usually did.
However, Yan Feifan faintly sensed that soone was staring at him, which made him feel a little uneasy.
Yan Feifan slowly opened his eyes.
He saw Tian Yu, the young girl, kneeling by his bed in cartoon pajamas. She was cupping her chin with her hands, her wide eyes fixed on him.
"Xiaoyu, what are you doing so early in the morning?"
"Trying to pull a prank?"
A smile spread across Tian Yu's small face like a drop of red ink in clear water.
"Mr. Yan, happy birthday!"
Hearing this very unexpected greeting, Yan Feifan sat up in bed, yawned, and said with so exasperation, "Xiaoyu, you have the whole day to say that."
Tian Yu stood up as well and giggled. "I just wanted to be the first person to wish you a happy birthday."
After a pause, she added seriously, "Mr. Yan, you look really handso when you're sleeping."
With that, Tian Yu ran out, giggling.
Yan Feifan shook his head, speechless.
He checked the ti—6:11 a.m.—and got out of bed.
Walking out of his bedroom, Yan Feifan was surprised to see two cool-looking city bikes in the living room.
One red, one blue.
He walked over and saw they were two brand-new bicycles, their tires still free of dust.
Yan Feifan swung a leg over the red bicycle, testing the seat height and riding posture. It felt quite comfortable.
"You prefer the red one?"
Yan Feifan turned his head and saw Yu Suye walking over, dressed in form-fitting workout clothes and with a light sheen of sweat on her face.
"You bought these? Why buy two all of a sudden?"
As she drew near, Yu Suye casually lifted a leg and mounted the blue bicycle.
"Living here, biking is the most convenient way to commute. The shared bikes are a bit grimy."
Yu Suye turned to Yan Feifan. "Feifan, happy birthday."
"Do you like your birthday present?"
"Thanks!"
Yan Feifan said politely, then voiced his confusion. "How does it seem like everyone knows it's my birthday today?"
"This has never happened before."
Yu Suye chuckled softly. "It's because the you of today is different from before. You've beco more and more important."
"Feifan, you'll find that you're going to beco more and more exceptional. You have to gradually adapt to this change."
Yan Feifan shook his head and said, "I'd rather just be my ordinary self, seeing patients and performing surgeries every day."
"Hey, Su Ye, when is your birthday?"
Yu Suye bead and said, "Thinking of giving a gift on my birthday to return the favor?"
Yan Feifan nodded and said very seriously, "It's proper to reciprocate. Since I accepted your gift, I should give you a birthday gift in return."
He got off the bike, patted the seat, and asked, "This bike probably wasn't cheap, was it?"
"Eleven thousand, eight hundred. I didn't buy a very expensive one."
Yu Suye also got off her bike and continued, "According to my family's tradition, I celebrate my birthday according to the lunar calendar."
"My birthday is the ninth day of the twelfth lunar month."
"Hey, let ask you a question. Why did you choose the red one?"
"Since you like being a surgeon, I thought you'd choose blue, the color of the operating room and scrubs."
Yan Feifan explained, "I like blue, too. But relatively speaking, I prefer red a little more."
"Red is the color of blood. It represents life and vitality, but it also signals urgency and danger."
"Danger and opportunity coexist. Red is a color that stirs up one's fighting spirit and is full of challenges…"
Around nine in the morning, the Yan siblings and Yu Suye arrived at Inpatient Building No. 5 of the Affiliated Hospital, carrying a bouquet of flowers.
Yan Ziruo was even more familiar with this building than her younger brother.
During the year-plus that Yan Feifan was hospitalized in a coma, Yan Ziruo had gone in and out of this building several tis a day.
The three of them went to a single-patient room on the eleventh floor and found it already crowded with people.
Yan Feifan recognized or was familiar with most of them; they were doctors and nurses from the plastic surgery center.
Yan Feifan also saw ng Yao and Ye Lin.
The main person in the room, Jio Xin, who had already shaved her head and was wearing a hat, was sitting on the hospital bed, speaking quietly with her family.
A cerebral aneurysm needs to be operated on as soon as it's discovered.
If the aneurysm were to rupture and cause a hemorrhagic stroke, there would be a high chance of lasting post-stroke complications, even with tily dical intervention.
Last night, through Wang Chuan's coordination, the top chief physician in neurosurgery, Dr. Qiu Ge, was scheduled to be the lead surgeon for Jio Xin's operation at ten o'clock this morning.
As for the risks of the surgery, in Dr. Qiu Ge's words, the aneurysm was discovered in a tily manner and wasn't too large.
It was just located a bit deep.
Overall, the probability of a successful surgery was still quite high.
The friends and family who had co to visit parted to make way for Yan Feifan.
Yan Feifan walked to the bedside and handed the flowers to Jio Xin.
"I wish you a successful surgery and a speedy recovery!"
"Thank you!"
Jio Xin accepted the flowers, handed them to her mother who was beside her, and then said, "Mr. Yan, thank you for coming to see ."
"This ans a lot to ."
"Mr. Yan, about yesterday's surgery…"
Yan Feifan interrupted, "Let's not talk about yesterday. You were affected by the aneurysm, and your consciousness was clouded for a mont. It wasn't your fault."
"Besides, I wasn't actually hurt."
Jio Xin's expression showed her relief. Gratefully, she said, "Mr. Yan, thank you for your generosity."
"With you saying that, even if sothing unexpected happens during the surgery, I can pass on peacefully."
Yan Feifan comforted her in a serious tone, "I've seen the scans of your aneurysm. Given Dr. Qiu's consistent level of skill, it shouldn't be a major issue."
"You don't need to worry too much."
Jio Xin smiled faintly and said, "Mr. Yan, with your reassurance, I feel even more at ease."
Just then, Wang Chuan also arrived in the hospital room.
He handed his phone to Jio Xin and said, "It's too crowded here for Yanyan to co over."
"She wants to say a few words to you on the phone."
Jio Xin took the phone, sat up straight, waved at the screen, and said, "Hi, Yanyan…"
Yanyan's distinct, hoarse voice ca from the phone. "Xin, once you've recovered from the surgery, let's go watch the sunrise over the sea together…"
Jio Xin's eyes reddened a bit as she said, "Okay! It's a promise. We have to watch a sunrise over the sea…"
At 9:35, Jio Xin was wheeled into the operating room, seen off by Wang Chuan, Yan Feifan, and her family, friends, and colleagues.
Watching as Jio Xin's figure disappeared behind the double doors, Wang Chuan said to Yan Feifan, full of self-reproach, "Yesterday, I said a lot of harsh things."
"I hope everything goes smoothly, so I still have a chance to make it up to her."
Yan Feifan comforted him, "Chief, you'll have the chance."
"Jio Xin's aneurysm isn't high-risk…"
"I hope so!"
Wang Chuan sighed, then changed the subject. "Yanyan and I had planned to attend your birthday party."
"With this happening, all I can do is apologize…"
"Feifan, happy birthday!"
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