Overpowered Resident Doctor Chapter 380 - 379: Dowry

Always eager to learn new skills, Yan Feifan readily agreed.

He rushed to the plastic surgery center, only to learn that Dr. Qu had already left.

"Starting this week, barring any special circumstances, he’ll be coming to the plastic surgery center every Friday evening to give a lecture."

Wang Chuan added with so emotion, "When he heard you agreed, Dr. Qu got a bit emotional. He couldn’t quite compose himself, so he left early."

"Really?" Yan Feifan was a little surprised.

Wang Chuan sighed softly. "Dr. Qu’s original students have deeply disappointed him recently."

"Perhaps your unhesitating ’yes’ on the phone touched a raw nerve."

Wang Chuan chuckled. "Ah, Feifan, don’t underestimate yourself. A genius doctor as dazzling as a celebrity... your status in the hospital is truly one-of-a-kind right now."

Yan Feifan said glumly, "Director, please stop teasing . This isn’t the kind of fa I ever wanted."

Wang Chuan laughed, then asked with concern, "I heard you ran into so trouble in the ergency departnt?"

Yan Feifan humd in agreent and briefly told Wang Chuan what had happened with Wang Songhe.

Wang Chuan sighed and comforted him, "Feifan, don’t bla yourself. The pesticide poisoning... it wasn’t in his dical history, there were no warning signs, and the onset was sudden. No one could have possibly foreseen it."

"We can’t just run a full battery of tests on every single patient to guard against such a low-probability event."

"As it is, we get a huge number of complaints from patients about excessive testing."

Yan Feifan sighed. "I know, but... he was only a twenty-one-year-old college student, and just like that, he’s gone."

"The patient’s family is definitely going to demand an explanation."

"Feifan, you don’t need to worry about this," Wang Chuan advised. "Just let the dical Relations Departnt and the legal team handle it."

Yan Feifan nodded.

"Feifan, I have so good news."

Wang Chuan said with a cheerful laugh, "Although Mr. Shi and his team haven’t worked out a simple and effective pain managent plan yet, two of the volunteers reported today that their perceived pain has dropped significantly, even without additional painkillers."

He added hopefully, "Based on my own experience, this ans we should see a noticeable improvent in about ten days."

Yan Feifan reminded him, "Yanyan’s condition requires multiple surgeries. Enduring that pain for ten days at a ti, over and over, is going to be incredibly difficult."

"We can’t just keep her under anesthesia the whole ti. The risks involved are considerable."

Shi Zonglu, Luo Zhen, and several other senior anesthesiologists had already tried a dozen or two different simple, at-ho pain relief thods on the eight current research volunteers, but none had produced any significant effect.

When the pain beca unbearable for the volunteers, Mr. Shi and the team would put them under deep anesthesia to allow them to recover their strength and stamina before resuming the trials.

Wang Chuan’s voice was heavy. "There’s still plenty of ti. I’m confident that Mr. Shi and Dr. Luo will develop an effective pain managent plan."

"And I’m also confident that Yanyan has the willpower to endure it."

He then added, his expression pained, "Feifan, you have no idea how hard Yanyan pushes herself in her physical training every day."

"By the end of the day, her clothes are soaked through with sweat several tis over."

Yan Feifan added in agreent, "I can only imagine her desperate desire to have her appearance restored, and the incredible effort she’s putting in."

Wang Chuan heaved a long sigh. "For more than ten years, it’s been the one thing she’s wished for day and night."

"Anyway, let’s change the subject. This is getting a bit heavy."

Changing the subject, Wang Chuan said, "Luo Jianjun from the private kitchen finally ca to terms with the landlord. The transaction price is fifty-eight million. They’ve signed the agreent and are just waiting for the bank to approve the loan."

"Also, Ouyang Yanran asked to give you a nudge. What’s happening with that partnership discussion you all agreed to have? There hasn’t been any news."

Yan Feifan smiled. "The company is in the middle of preparing the patent application. Once the patent office accepts it for review, we can move full steam ahead with fundraising and partnership negotiations."

"It should only be a matter of a week or two."

Wang Chuan murmured an "oh" as he saw Yan Feifan stand up to leave.

"Director, my sister and I made plans to go sing karaoke and unwind a bit. If there’s nothing else, I’ll be heading out."

Wang Chuan said with amusent, "Yanyan told your and your sister’s singing is bad enough to be considered a lethal weapon."

"Is that true?"

Yan Feifan said sheepishly, "My sister and I both have amusia. We’re hopelessly tone-deaf. We just sing for our own amusent."

Wang Chuan chuckled. "Well, I haven’t gone singing in a long ti, and I don’t have any plans tonight. I think I’ll co enjoy a close-up performance of your and your sister’s ’vocal talents’."

Yan Feifan chuckled. "As long as your ears can take it, Director, my sister and I would be delighted to have you join us..."

With a man of discerning taste like Wang Chuan joining them, the nearby low-budget karaoke bars were out of the question.

At Wang Chuan’s suggestion, he and the Yan siblings got into a Cayenne, driven by Yu Suye, and headed to a private establishnt called Earl’s Clubhouse.

"Director, there’s really no need to go to such a high-end place."

Yan Ziruo, sitting in the passenger seat, added, "Feifan and I aren’t picky. We don’t have high standards for the sound system—as long as we can sing, we’re happy."

Wang Chuan said seriously, "Of course I know that. With your amusia, even a standard karaoke sound system would be a waste on you."

"I just don’t want to subject myself to a subpar experience."

"Such a waste of money, so fussy," Yan Ziruo muttered under her breath after turning away.

Wang Chuan said calmly, "I’m a mber at Earl’s Clubhouse. This will be my treat."

He added, "And the Western food there is quite good."

Yan Ziruo imdiately spun back around, her face blossoming into a smile. "You know, quality of life really does show in the little details of one’s day."

"Feifan and I grew up poor, so we’re hopelessly frugal. Director, you should try to be a good influence on my brother in the future."

"He’s earning good money now, but he has no idea how to spend it."

Yan Feifan couldn’t help but roll his eyes, calling her out. "Sis, how can you say that with a straight face?"

"I’m responsible for earning the money, and you’re responsible for spending it."

Yan Ziruo shot her brother a glare and huffed, "You’re either working or studying every single day. When would you possibly have ti to go shopping?"

"I take care of everything for you, and you’re complaining?"

"The renovations at the house started today. You’d better not..."

As she spoke, Yan Ziruo suddenly rembered that Wang Chuan, the man sitting right in front of them, was the actual owner of the house.

She gave a nervous laugh. "Ah, Director, we’re renovating the attic to add a bathroom. You don’t mind, do you?"

Wang Chuan waved a dismissive hand. "Change whatever you like."

He then smiled. "According to my previous agreent with Feifan, the house will truly belong to you and your brother soon enough anyway."

Yan Ziruo giggled. "Director, we only signed that agreent back then because we were on guard and a little distrustful."

"Now that we know each other so much better, and we see how genuinely kind you are to our Feifan, we naturally can’t accept such a valuable gift."

"How about this..."

Yan Ziruo said tentatively, "Why don’t you sell us the house for a discount instead?"

"With Feifan’s current earning power, we can afford it with a loan and installnt paynts."

Wang Chuan waved his hand again and said solemnly, "A promise is a promise. I can’t go back on my word."

"The original agreent was for three years. Now, Yanyan is on track to have her surgery and her appearance restored by the end of this year."

"When I think of that, forget this house—even the villa I live in..."

Seeing Yan Ziruo’s eyes start to sparkle, Wang Chuan laughed. "What, are you already setting your sights on my villa?"

"Of course not, of course not!"

Yan Ziruo denied it hastily. "How could I be that greedy?"

Wang Chuan smiled. "Once that company you two invested in takes off, buying a villa on Phoenix Tail Mountain will be an easy feat."

Yan Ziruo said wistfully, "Fresh air, birds singing, flowers blooming... a place to work out and go for runs... It really does sound like a wonderful place."

"Dearest brother, you’d better work hard and get a villa there for my dowry. Then I can be neighbors with Yanyan..."