Yan Feifan's birthday barbecue party ended around five in the afternoon.
The guests left one after another, and Yan Ziruo drove Tian Yu back to Happiness Garden.
Yu Suye accompanied her brother, Yu Chuanbai, back to his hotel.
As for Lu Yao, he had so bad luck this afternoon.
He burned the back of his hand on a scorching-hot oyster shell from the grill, and on top of that, Yu Suye accidentally stepped on his foot.
Yan Feifan kindly offered to put so dicine on it for him.
But Lu Yao refused, saying there was an urgent matter at the branch office, and left in a hurry.
Around eight that evening, the Yan siblings, who were at ho, received another uninvited guest: Wang Chuan.
"Sigh, Jio Xin still hasn't woken up."
Wang Chuan flopped onto the living room sofa, his face full of worry. "Dr. Qiu said her monitoring data isn't showing any abnormalities."
"She told us not to worry, but Jio Xin is still in a coma."
Yan Ziruo brought him a cup of tea and comforted him, "Feifan said it's normal to be in a coma for three to five days in a situation like Jio Xin's."
"Feifan was in a coma for a year and three months, and he woke up, didn't he?"
"Chief, don't worry too much."
Wang Chuan glanced at Yan Feifan, who was standing nearby, and said, "Not everyone is as lucky as Feifan."
Hearing this, Yan Feifan grimaced. "Chief, what part of that was lucky?"
Wang Chuan retorted, "Feifan, don't be ungrateful for your blessings."
"After you woke up, not only did you gain a photographic mory, but your comprehension, analytical skills, and manual dexterity have all improved astonishingly."
"Isn't that good luck?"
"I can't even imagine how many people would be willing to be in a coma for two, or even five years, in exchange for your abilities."
Yan Feifan shook his head, speechless.
'Even if they were lucky enough to remain conscious while their bodies were in a coma,' he thought, 'they probably couldn't survive the tiless, lonely darkness. In the end, their consciousness would either be annihilated or they'd go insane.'
Yan Feifan never wanted to experience those days again; he didn't even want to rember them for a single second.
Wang Chuan took a sip of hot tea, looked at Yan Ziruo, and asked, "Is there anything to eat? I'm suddenly a little hungry!"
Yan Ziruo let out a small "ah" and said, "Chief, there's still so of the marinated beef, lamb, and seafood you had sent over."
"But it's all raw. We ate all the cooked stuff."
"Oh, I rember now."
"There are still so of the vacuum-packed foods Su Ye brought..."
In less than ten minutes, Yan Ziruo had used the microwave to heat up three dishes—Scallion Lamb, Braised Pork Ribs, and Kung Pao Chicken—and brought them out to the coffee table one by one.
She also made a seaweed and egg drop soup.
She also poured Wang Chuan a glass of red wine.
Wang Chuan tasted the three dishes and comnted with so disdain, "They're just okay. The flavors are too strong."
He took a sip of red wine and said thoughtfully, "About partnering with Yanran to take over Zhiyin Beauty—you asked for my opinion."
"First, let ask you, what are your own thoughts on it?"
Yan Ziruo spoke up. "We don't know anything about managing a plastic surgery hospital, and we definitely don't have the energy to oversee it."
"If it's really like Ouyang Yanran said—we invest the money, don't have to manage anything, and get over a million in dividends every year—then it would be a pretty good investnt."
Wang Chuan chuckled. "For a plastic surgery hospital, as long as you have one or two decent doctors on staff, it can definitely be profitable."
"A place like Zhiyin Plastic Surgery already has so na recognition. If you maintain a reasonable advertising budget and hire so doctors from the center for part-ti work, earning several million a year should be easy."
"As for worrying about being tricked..."
Wang Chuan looked at Yan Feifan and chuckled lightly. "As long as your reputation holds, they wouldn't dare to openly scam you."
"Yanran and I have also worked together for many years. Her character is quite reliable."
Wang Chuan said deliberately, "If it's purely an investnt, I also think it's a pretty good project. It's worth investing in."
"However, Feifan..."
He asked in all seriousness, "Can you guarantee that you won't spend a lot of ti drumming up business for Zhiyin Plastic Surgery, attracting patients, and performing surgeries?"
"Especially if you hear that Zhiyin Plastic Surgery is short on patients and might lose money, can you just sit by and do nothing? After all, you'd have invested several million."
Yan Feifan thought for a mont and said, "That... I can't guarantee it."
"I've never had several million of my own money tied up in a failing investnt, so I don't know how much self-control I have when it cos to money."
He hesitated for a mont, then decided, "Let's just forget about it. It's better to have one less thing to worry about."
He looked at Yan Ziruo and said, "Sis, let's just pass on this investnt. If you use the money for wealth managent, you should be able to get a return of a few hundred thousand a year, right?"
"On my end, between studying and operating, plus the occasional freelance surgery, I can also make a few hundred thousand a year."
"That's more than enough money for us!"
Yan Ziruo humd in agreent. "Okay, I'll listen to you on this."
"You're in a phase of learning and gaining experience right now. We're not short on money, so there's no need to complicate things."
"It's better to be conservative and play it safe!"
Wang Chuan smiled gently. "No need to be in such a hurry to decide. No one ever complains about making too much money."
"How about this? I'll talk to Yanran first and sound her out about her true intentions."
Wang Chuan ate another piece of lamb, then changed the subject. "Feifan, have you co up with any plastic surgery ideas for Mr. Gao's three artists?"
Yan Feifan nodded. "I have a few preliminary ideas, but I need to speak with them face-to-face first."
"As actors, they should have their own career plans and images, as well as preferred acting styles, types of roles they excel at, and so on."
"The more I understand about them, the better I can tailor their surgical plans."
Wang Chuan grunted in acknowledgnt. "A face-to-face consultation is essential and necessary. I would have arranged it even if you hadn't requested it."
"I'll contact Mr. Gao and have him arrange for them to co over as soon as possible."
At this, Wang Chuan picked up his wine glass again and took a sip.
"This evening, I also went to the ward to see Wang Dongdong."
"That little girl is even tougher than I imagined."
"The nurses told that since she woke up, she hasn't cried or scread. She's so stoic and well-behaved it's heartbreaking."
Wang Chuan sighed wistfully. "One day, Yanyan will be like her, her face covered in bandages."
"I don't know what would be more heartbreaking: Yanyan crying and screaming, or Yanyan desperately holding it all in like Wang Dongdong."
Yan Feifan said softly, "Wang Dongdong is desperately holding it in because she knows crying and screaming won't help. She has no one to rely on."
"As for Yanyan, I suspect she won't be able to stop herself from crying and screaming."
Wang Chuan glared at him. "My Yanyan has already had twelve surgeries, and she's been very well-behaved every single ti."
After a pause, he asked nervously, "Feifan, for Yanyan... do you have a rough tiline yet?"
Yan Feifan said slowly, "Mr. Lo's research project is going smoothly. We can begin once his project yields tangible results."
"At the latest, it won't be delayed past the end of next year."
He then added a reminder, "Chief, this will be a series of surgeries, lasting several months."
"It's going to be a huge test of Yanyan's physical stamina, energy, and willpower."
"I think it's necessary to start gradually building up Yanyan's physical fitness, starting now."
Wang Chuan nodded forcefully. "I'll arrange it..."
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