After waiting for nearly an hour, Yan Feifan received the results confirming the brain tumor tissue had dehydrated and atrophied. He then entered the operating room.
The patient was a fifty-two-year-old man with a slender build.
He had already undergone the "removal" surgery for his right eyeball.
This so-called "removal" actually ant that after a procedure, his right eyeball had been taken out of its socket but was still connected to his body’s circulatory system.
This was because the patient’s right optic nerve would be damaged during the subsequent puncture and brain tumor resection.
After the brain tumor surgery, the repositioned right eye would be blind, serving only a costic purpose.
This was, of course, on the condition that the brain tumor surgery was successful and the patient woke up smoothly.
Under the careful handling of Yan Feifan and Qin Feng, the puncture and injection work at all ten sites was completed smoothly, with no major complications like severe bleeding.
After another nerve-wracking wait of one hour and ten minutes, the patient’s cranial tumor resection surgery officially began.
From then on, the entire cranial surgery fell into Qin Feng’s rhythm and was under his control.
Yan Feifan observed as an assistant for over an hour before he felt his mind and body start to give out.
This entire day had been far too damn thrilling and eventful for Yan Feifan.
Besides, throughout the entire day, the only proper al he’d had was breakfast—a subpar airplane al at that.
Yan Feifan handed his assistant position over to Mr. Qin’s original assistant and quietly exited the operating room.
The mont he walked through the surgical suite’s isolation doors, he was sward by a crowd of n and won, old and young, along with six n in military attire.
"The surgery is still in progress. If everything goes smoothly, it won’t be over until at least five in the morning."
"Please be patient!"
Yan Feifan quickly offered this explanation, only to find his hand firmly grasped by a military officer with flecks of white in his short, black hair.
Yan Feifan glanced at the man’s epaulet and saw a single gold star, realizing he was a high-ranking commander.
"Mr. Yan, thank you for going to such trouble to co and help."
"Is there anything you need..."
Just then, Yan Feifan suddenly heard a few soft, extrely familiar calls.
"Feifan! Feifan..."
"Feifan..."
Yan Feifan followed the voices and was very surprised to see his sister, Yu Suye, as well as Yu Youhai, Yu Youlian, Yu Chuanbai, and the others flooding into the family waiting area.
He pushed through the patient’s family and the soldiers surrounding him and hurried over to them.
"Sis, Su Ye, what are you all doing here?"
Before he could even finish his sentence, his left and right hands were grabbed by Yan Ziruo and Yu Suye, respectively.
Their concerned gazes road over him, scrutinizing him from head to toe.
Still worried, Yan Ziruo used her other hand to start patting Yan Feifan down, as if performing a check-up.
Yu Suye explained softly, "Feifan, even though you didn’t tell us what happened at the airport because you were afraid we’d worry..."
"...we saw so pictures and videos that netizens posted online this afternoon."
"Your sister recognized you."
Just then, having confird her little brother was unhard, Yan Ziruo gave his arm a hard twist, making Yan Feifan wince in pain.
"You brat! You were supposed to co ho, but then you suddenly said you had to handle an ergency patient and probably wouldn’t be back tonight."
"I was so scared sothing had happened to you..."
At this, Yan Ziruo twisted his arm again and said huffily, "You’re a grown man now, can’t you just give a break..."
Yan Feifan rubbed his sore arm and explained aggrievedly, "Sis, it’s not like I can control accidents and ergencies."
Yu Youlian took in the scene.
’A renowned surgeon being twisted around by his sister, in pain but not daring to dodge... it’s actually a little funny.’
But when she thought about the siblings’ family history, Yu Youlian felt a pang in her heart, and her nose tingled.
’An older sister is like a mother. And what a successful, well-behaved brother he is.’
Yu Youlian chuckled lightly. "Ziruo, Su Ye, you’ve seen with your own eyes that Mr. Yan is perfectly fine. You can rest easy now, right?"
She then asked with concern, "Mr. Yan, the surgery?"
Yan Feifan ducked behind Yu Suye and said, "The surgery is still going. My part is finished."
He rubbed his stomach and said pitifully, "I’m starving. I’ve only had a proper breakfast today."
"Don’t play the victim!"
Yan Ziruo said with a fierce look, "Su Ye and I didn’t eat dinner either, since we were rushing to Jingcheng to find you."
She added, "Let’s find a place to eat first. We can talk about everything else over the al..."
Thanks to the enthusiastic arrangents of the commander from earlier, the Yan siblings and the mbers of the Yu Family were brought to a private room in an internal cafeteria at the PLA General Hospital.
They didn’t have to wait more than a few minutes before a table full of dishes that looked, slled, and tasted delicious was served.
Yan Feifan downed three small bowls of hot beef stew in a row before his stomach finally started to feel much better.
Seeing Yan Feifan slow his pace of eating, Yu Youhai said slowly, "We will handle the follow-up on the assault case involving Zhi Xin’s girlfriend."
"Since no serious harm was done, she’ll likely be sentenced to one or two years at most."
"However, rest assured, Mr. Yan..."
Yu Youhai stated, "A similar incident will not happen again. We will have people monitor her ntal state closely."
Yan Feifan detected the coldness in his words.
’Monitor her ntal state closely.’
With the Yu Family’s standing in the dical world, it would be quite easy to have that woman diagnosed with a ntal illness.
Once locked in a ntal hospital, even if you aren’t ntally ill, you can be turned into one after a round of drugs, electroshock, and other treatnts.
’And you’d never get out for the rest of your life.’
That wasn’t much better than a life sentence in prison.
Yan Feifan couldn’t quite bear it and said, "In a way, she’s a pitiful person who lost herself in love."
"She has parents, relatives, and friends who cherish and love her, too."
"It would be for the best if, after this incident and her punishnt, she could find herself again and establish new goals in life."
Yu Youhai nodded lightly and said, "That outco would be our hope as well."
But Yan Ziruo said indignantly, "A vicious woman like that, so paranoid and full of hate, can’t be let off easy."
"Feifan, I’ve seen the security footage."
"If that Lu Yao hadn’t stepped in, you might have been..."
"Oh, Feifan..."
Yan Ziruo reminded him, "Lu Yao was injured for your sake."
"Since I’m in Jingcheng too, let’s buy a gift and go thank him in person tomorrow."
"We can’t neglect our manners."
’This...’
Yan Feifan was a thousand, no, ten thousand tis unwilling to go thank him in person.
’That guy almost got killed, and he looked down on my sister.’
But looking at the security footage, the guy really had saved him without a thought for his own safety, and his right hand had even been stabbed through.
Yan Feifan couldn’t help but mutter under his breath, "Even without his reckless intervention, I would have been fine."
"Feifan, what did you say?"
Seeing his sister’s stern expression, Yan Feifan quickly said, "Nothing. We’ll go thank him tomorrow."
Yan Feifan felt utterly helpless.
’The fact that things would have played out that way was only a simulation in my consciousness. No one else knows.’
At that mont, Yu Suye’s voice rang out.
"This whole incident happened because of , in a way. And Lu Yao saved my boyfriend."
"Ziruo, Feifan, I’ll go with you tomorrow to thank him..."
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