Chapter 679: Chapter 678: An IOU

A little past 12:30 in the afternoon, Yan Feifan emerged from the surgical area, having completed two puncture and injection surgeries for intraspinal tumors. He found Mr. Yu, the vice president, waiting for him with a middle-aged man in his forties or fifties, surrounded by an entourage of five.

"Mr. Yan, let me introduce you..."

Mr. Yu said with great enthusiasm, "This is Mr. Tao Jiu’an from the National Health Commission."

"Mr. Tao is here to inspect our hospital. When he learned that you were also operating here today, Mr. Yan, he made a special point to wait and meet you."

Facing Mr. Tao’s solicitous expression, Yan Feifan replied politely, "Mr. Tao, a pleasure."

"Coming to inspect the hospital on a Sunday instead of resting... that’s a tough job."

Mr. Tao chuckled. "It’s my duty, so I wouldn’t dare call it tough. Aren’t you the same, Mr. Yan? You flew in from Binhai first thing in the morning to operate on patients."

"That dedication to the art of healing is truly admirable."

Yan Feifan stated frankly, "Mr. Tao, I’m just fulfilling my collaborative agreements with Baining Hospital and the PLA General Hospital. I earn a hefty service fee for it."

Mr. Tao shook his head and smiled faintly. "Mr. Yan, you’re just as the rumors say—an extraordinary genius of a doctor."

"At the very least, you’re refreshingly candid."

Mr. Yu chimed in with a smile, "Mr. Yan, Mr. Tao has been waiting for you and hasn’t even had his work lunch yet."

"Let’s all go to the staff cafeteria. We can eat and talk."

Yan Feifan asked in confusion, "Mr. Yu, isn’t our lunch in the private room ready yet?"

Mr. Yu looked slightly embarrassed. "Well, it’s ready."

"It’s just that Mr. Tao’s delegation has disciplinary work rules. They aren’t allowed to exceed the standard for meals and drinks..."

"Oh," Yan Feifan said, cutting him off. "Well, we’ve met now, so I won’t disturb Mr. Tao from his work lunch."

"Mr. Tao, Mr. Yu, goodbye..."

With that, Yan Feifan turned and walked away. Feng Jian, who had been waiting at the side, immediately followed him.

Watching Yan Feifan’s back as he left without a single glance behind, Yu Youhai noticed that Mr. Tao’s expression had soured.

"Mr. Tao, Mr. Yan has two more surgeries this afternoon. His schedule is very tight."

"He never lets us accompany him for lunch."

Mr. Tao’s expression softened slightly. "Some outstanding individuals have rather solitary personalities. It’s understandable, quite understandable!"

"No genius without a few eccentricities, after all..."

’There was another reason for Yan Feifan’s dismissiveness, besides not wanting to waste his precious time on pointless small talk.’

’He suspected this Mr. Tao had ulterior motives—he was probably here as a lobbyist for Xv Jiande.’

’He had just met Xv Jiande at the airport this morning, and now a high-ranking official from the central health administration was "working" on a weekend and specifically waiting to meet him?’

’The whole thing was too much of a coincidence for Yan Feifan not to overthink it.’

’So he decided to just play dumb, act eccentric, and keep his distance.’

’In any case, Yan Feifan didn’t believe the man could do anything to him.’

However, when Yan Feifan arrived at what was known as Baining Hospital’s five-star restaurant and entered the familiar private room, he saw someone was already seated inside.

It was a handsome, tall, middle-aged man in his early forties, who clearly possessed the Yu Family’s excellent genes.

Yan Feifan recognized this man.

He was the leading figure of Baining Hospital’s Department of Oral Surgery, Dr. Yu Youyi.

Rising to his feet, Yu Youyi handed a patient file to Yan Feifan, his voice laced with confidence. "Mr. Yan, I think you’ll definitely be interested in this patient."

Yan Feifan took the file and casually flipped through it.

’Huh, a patient with a congenital deformity of the tongue and oral cavity.’

The tongue of this fifteen-year-old Youth wasn’t flat like a normal person’s. Instead, it was forked, like a snake’s.

Furthermore, it was split into three strands, each shaped like an elliptical cylinder.

Such a bizarre tongue didn’t pose much of a problem for assisting with eating and swallowing, but it made articulation impossible.

The file stated that the Youth had never been able to speak clearly.

"Mr. Yan, a congenital tongue deformity like this is extremely rare. He might be the only such patient in the entire world."

Yu Youyi wore an expression like he was holding a trump card. "I know you completed a macroglossia correction surgery on Thursday. I hear it went quite well."

"But rumors aren’t enough. I need to see it with my own eyes."

"Mr. Yan, I want to see the video of your surgery."

"If the skill you demonstrate in the surgery meets my approval, I might consider letting you participate in this Youth’s tongue deformity correction surgery."

After hearing this, Yan Feifan rolled his eyes and handed the file back.

"This patient’s case is indeed fascinating, but it conflicts with my plans for the next few months."

"Dr. Yu, you can keep it."

Yu Youyi was stunned. He then said in disbelief, "You turned it down without a second thought?"

"You have to understand, I’ve been in oral surgery for nearly twenty years, and I’ve never seen a case this interesting or challenging."

"I’m starting to wonder if you’re even a real surgeon."

Yan Feifan gestured for Feng Jian to sit down, then ladled himself a bowl of chicken and egg-white soup and took a few sips.

"Dr. Yu, if you were to spend some time at our Affiliated Hospital, you’d find..."

"...that strange and unusual patients like this aren’t exactly a monthly occurrence in every department, but getting one or two every couple of months is highly probable."

After saying this, Yan Feifan buried his head in his food and began to eat heartily.

Yu Youyi waited for a moment. Seeing that Yan Feifan was truly focused only on eating and drinking, completely ignoring him, he was stuck, not knowing whether to leave or stay.

After struggling for another moment, Yu Youyi made up his mind and said, "Alright, I’ll be honest with you."

"Mr. Yan, I’ve spoken with Dr. Peng."

"He praised you to the high heavens, which piqued my interest immensely."

"Mr. Yan, I want to watch the video of your surgery."

"Name your price."

Yan Feifan looked up at Yu Youyi, who instinctively put a hand on the Youth’s file and said nervously, "Anything but this!"

Yan Feifan let out a soft chuckle. "As I said before, my focus for the next little while isn’t on oral medicine."

He continued in a teasing tone, "Dr. Yu, not too long ago, I was the one asking you for a favor. Now the tables have turned, and you’re the one asking me."

"The problem is, I can’t think of anything I want in exchange right now!"

Yu Youyi knew this irritating man was deliberately toying with him, but the problem was, he didn’t dare get angry.

Yu Youyi knew a thing or two about Dr. Peng Zhanghua from Bin University Affiliated Hospital.

He knew that Dr. Peng’s skill in macroglossia correction surgery, while slightly inferior to his own, wasn’t far behind.

Yet, Dr. Peng had heaped praise on the young man before him, acting as if he wanted to worship him as a teacher.

To conquer the chief physician of a renowned hospital with a single, debut surgery... it made Yu Youyi burn with curiosity.

Suppressing his frustration, Yu Youyi promised, "Mr. Yan, think big. As long as it’s something I can do, I’ll do my utmost to fulfill your request."

Yan Feifan pretended to ponder the offer.

’To be honest, given his relationship with the Yu Family, not to mention Yu Suye, Yan Feifan couldn’t make things too difficult for Yu Youyi.’

’Besides, Yu Youyi had humbled himself to ask to see the surgery video.’

’In Yan Feifan’s eyes, Yu Youyi was a relatively pure doctor, dedicated to the pursuit of medicine.’

"Dr. Yu, I really can’t think of anything."

"How about this: you’ll owe me a favor. When I have a need for it someday, and it’s within your power to help, you can’t refuse."

Yu Youyi was overjoyed. "No problem."

"I’ll owe you one. In the future, whatever you ask, I’ll do my best..."

Yan Feifan tapped the table full of food with his chopsticks and asked, "Dr. Yu, care for a bite?"

"You go ahead, I’ve already eaten," Yu Youyi replied.

Yan Feifan said bluntly, "If there’s nothing else, Dr. Yu, we’re going to eat now?"

Realization dawned on Yu Youyi. He stood up again and said, "Mr. Yan, please, take your time. I won’t disturb you..."

「At one-thirty in the afternoon」

After a short rest, Yan Feifan began his third surgery of the day: a puncture and injection for a patient with a brain tumor.

「At three-thirty in the afternoon」

Yan Feifan performed another puncture on a thirty-four-year-old patient with a cerebral hematoma.

Since this was his first time performing a hematoma puncture and ablation surgery at Baining Hospital, Yan Feifan gave repeated and detailed instructions to the chief neurosurgeon assigned to assist him before he finally left with peace of mind.

When Yan Feifan got into the Cadillac MPV that was sent to drive him away, he found another acquaintance sitting inside.

He asked with a hint of exasperation, "You people never show up unless you want something. Spit it out. What is it this time?"

If you find any errors ( broken links, non-standard content, etc.. ), Please let us know < report chapter > so we can fix it as soon as possible.