Jio Xin's neurovascular aneurysm surgery began at ten in the morning and concluded at nearly three in the afternoon, lasting five hours.
The lead surgeon, Qiu Ge, reported that the surgery was a success.
However, whether there was any specific brain damage could only be determined after Jio Xin woke up and underwent an examination.
At that very mont, the Yan siblings were having a barbecue party on the terrace of their ho in Zuimo Court.
The beef, lamb, chicken wings, chicken feet, and seafood—such as oysters, scallops, fish, shrimp, and crabs—had mostly been sent over by Wang Chuan.
In addition to the Yan siblings, Yu Suye, and Tian Yu, the guests at the party included Yu Chuanbai, ng Yao, Ye Lin, Xiao Man, Zhao Dongsheng, and Qiou Junfeng.
To be honest, if it had been up to Yan Feifan, he wouldn't have wanted to throw this birthday party at all.
'It's so chaotic and such a hassle!'
The problem was, it was no longer his decision to make.
Adding to the awkwardness, neither the Yan siblings nor Yu Suye were very good at barbecuing.
They had finally managed to light the charcoal grill, only to be covered in billowing smoke and soot, their faces smudged with ash.
Fortunately, among the invited guests, Yu Chuanbai and ng Yao had plenty of hands-on barbecue experience.
ng Yao got to work preparing the garlic chili sauce and barbecue sauce while Yu Chuanbai took charge of the grill, finally allowing everyone to enjoy so fairly delicious food.
"Mr. Yan, did you know?"
Ye Lin, her mouth glistening from the food, said cheerfully, "You're the most popular doctor among us nurses right now, you know."
"Because I'm handso?" Yan Feifan asked, a hint of vanity in his tone.
Ye Lin giggled and nodded. "Being handso is only part of it."
"In our poll, your good looks are ranked second only to Dr. Tang's."
"The most important thing is that you're willing to stand up for us."
Ye Lin said excitedly, "Now, when we have to perform venipuncture on patients with thin, hard-to-find veins, we're not so nervous or intimidated anymore."
ng Yao chid in, "And since our mindset has changed and we're not as nervous, our success rate with the punctures has actually improved quite a bit."
Yan Feifan murmured an "oh" and said, "Regardless, venipuncture is one of your fundantal skills. You need to practice it regularly."
"Yes, Mr. Yan!" ng Yao and Ye Lin replied in earnest.
Just then, Qiou Junfeng ca over to complain. "Feifan, your plastic surgery center is recruiting nurses, and what do you know? The only two nurses in our orthopedics departnt who are easy on the eyes both went to sign up."
"That's a pretty low blow, you know."
"You should be recruiting from outside the hospital and bringing in new talent, not poaching the already scarce resources from a fellow departnt."
Yan Feifan chuckled. "It's called keeping the good stuff for ourselves. Who can bla them? The plastic surgery center has a lighter workload and better pay."
Ye Lin chid in to back him up. "Exactly! If you recruited from outside, think of how many of our sisters who have been eagerly waiting for this chance would be heartbroken!"
"Besides, all you need for orthopedics is brute strength."
Qiou Junfeng retorted, "Orthopedics isn't just carpentry that requires strength! I'll have you know, many of our surgeries are more intricate than you can possibly imagine."
"When our orthopedic surgeons practice, they use a burr drill on an egg..."
He paused intentionally before adding with a hint of a boast, "The goal is to grind away the entire shell while keeping the mbrane between it and the egg white perfectly intact."
Ye Lin scoffed. "What's so great about that? When it cos to delicate skills, every departnt has its own specialty."
"For instance, we can treat any wound, no matter how large or complex, so it looks like the person was never injured at all."
"Can you guys do that?"
Ye Lin added smugly, "And for another example, our Mr. Yan can suture blood vessels and nerves on a 0.1-milliter scale."
Hearing this, Yan Feifan quickly corrected her. "I can't manage the 0.1-milliter scale yet. My current limit is 0.3 milliters."
Just then, Yu Suye brought over a plate of grilled beef and lamb and sat down beside Yan Feifan.
"Feifan, I just got an update from Baining Hospital."
"The elderly Mr. Zhou, who you treated with a cervical puncture last Sunday, can already stand up with assistance."
"Conservatively, after another month of rehabilitation, he should be able to walk on his own."
Yan Feifan nodded with a smile. "That's good news."
"By the way, have they found a donor liver for that liver cancer patient?"
Yu Suye shook her head.
At that mont, ng Yao glanced at her watch and asked, "Mr. Yan, it's been over half an hour since Mrs. Jia's surgery ended."
"Will she wake up today?"
Yan Feifan replied softly, "It's hard to say. Post-op recovery for neurosurgery patients varies greatly. So wake up an hour or two after the procedure, while others might remain in a coma for ten days or even half a month before coming to."
"In Jio Xin's case, it would be considered normal for her to remain in a coma for three to five days before waking."
Ye Lin lowered her voice. "A lot of people say that Mrs. Jia has a crush on Dr. Tang."
"It's just that Dr. Tang is a bit too exceptional..."
"Don't just say whatever cos to mind!"
ng Yao cut Ye Lin off, correcting her. "We old-tirs know perfectly well that the person Mrs. Jia actually likes is the departnt head."
"She and Tang Zheng are more like friends, since they operate together so often."
Ye Lin said "oh" in realization, then asked gossipily, "Mrs. ng, I heard Dr. Tang has been getting close to an heiress recently."
"Do you know who she is...?"
Seeing the two of them start to gossip, Qiou Junfeng went over to chat with Xiao Man, and Yan Feifan prepared to get back to eating.
Only then did he notice that his plate had already been filled with bite-sized pieces of beef and lamb.
"Thanks. You should eat too!"
Yan Feifan thanked Yu Suye, ate a few pieces of at, and asked, "Has the surgery for that girl with the leg deformity been scheduled yet?"
Yu Suye nodded. "It's confird for next Tuesday."
"And what about the little girl with amnesia and the missing nose and lip?"
Yan Feifan said thoughtfully, "I'll have to schedule that for next Friday or Saturday. Before then, I have to finalize the costic surgery plans for three celebrities."
"At the sa ti, I need to run so experints to see if I can remove the bullet lodged in that police officer's vertebra."
Yu Suye asked curiously, "Is the officer willing to take the risk?"
Yan Feifan nodded and gave a slight smile. "He's been tornted by that bullet for the past two or three years, so it's been pretty rough. He said that as long as we have the courage to do the surgery, he has the courage to get on the table."
"Of course, I wouldn't let him go under the knife unless I was reasonably confident."
"You can definitely do it. This isn't a difficult procedure for you." To say this, Yu Suye seed to have more confidence in him than Yan Feifan had in himself.
"Mr. Yan, you have a phone call..."
Tian Yu trotted over, tossed the ringing phone to Yan Feifan, and then ran back to the charcoal grill.
When Yan Feifan noticed the greasy handprints on his phone screen, he looked thoroughly annoyed.
"That brat, Xiaoyu."
Yu Suye quickly pulled out a tissue to wipe the phone for him, saying with a laugh, "Hurry up and answer it."
It was an unknown number.
Yan Feifan placed the phone on the table and put it on speaker.
"Hello, this is Yan Feifan. Who's calling?"
Before he had even finished speaking, a man's voice ca from the phone. "Mr. Yan, this is Cheng Lezhi."
"You might not know , but your Mr. Cheng is my father."
"I hear you're not half-bad at costic surgery."
"Here's the deal. A friend of mine needs costic surgery. I'm sending her to you on Monday, so clear your schedule."
"Do a good job on the surgery. Make sure my friend is satisfied."
The man's words and tone greatly displeased Yan Feifan.
He replied directly, "My schedule for next week is completely full. Have your friend find soone else."
With that, Yan Feifan hung up the phone.
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