At nine o’clock on Thursday morning, Patients One, Three, and Four, who had awakened after participating in the infrasound awakening experimental therapy, were brought together to the Neurosurgery Department.

Today, they needed to undergo another comprehensive and meticulous brain and body examination.

The various tests would last all day. If no new issues arose, they could go home tomorrow.

The allure of going home was overwhelming!

This made Patients One, Three, and Four—who were either leaning on a single crutch or dragging a leg slightly—feel as if they had shed a dozen pounds. They walked with a spring in their step.

The medical staff and family members walking beside them quickened their pace, frequently having to remind them out loud.

“Slow down, slow down. Careful not to fall!”

“No need to rush. Even if you finish all the tests this morning, you still can’t leave today…”

Naturally, such comprehensive examinations did not require Yan Feifan to handle everything personally. He didn’t have the time for it anyway.

In the morning, he successfully completed the puncture and injection surgeries for the two brain tumor patients brought by Mr. Vega and Qin Feng.

Shortly after two o’clock in the afternoon, Yan Feifan was in his office in the Little Red House, conducting a facial examination on a young firefighter from Lu Province.

The firefighter, named Dai Qiang, had been injured for over two months. The initial treatment on his face had long since stabilized.

Aside from the continuous patches of keloid scars formed by extensive burns on his face, his primary injuries were in two areas.

First was his nose.

The flesh at the tip of his nose had been burned away. Fortunately, the nasal cartilage was still intact, as were most of the left and right alae.

Second was the muscle of his lower left lip, which was missing an oval piece about two to three centimeters in diameter, exposing the gums.

After finishing the facial examination, Yan Feifan asked Dai Qiang to take off his clothes so he could look for transplantable muscle bundles on his body.

Dai Qiang took off his hospital gown, looking somewhat bashful.

With Dai Qiang’s clothes out of the way, Yan Feifan saw his massive chest muscles and very well-defined six-pack abs.

However, the large bulges on Dai Qiang’s waist, ribs, and abdomen, inflated by subcutaneous tissue expanders, were somewhat of an eyesore.

These bulges were expanded skin, intended to be transplanted to form the new skin on his face.

Yan Feifan frowned and asked, “During your recovery, you were still doing high-intensity workouts?”

Because of his lip, air leaked through Dai Qiang’s teeth as he spoke. He replied somewhat sheepishly, “Doing nothing drove me crazy, and it’s already a habit, so I didn’t stop working out.”

Dai Qiang’s father, who was accompanying him, spoke up. “Doctor, my son is still entirely focused on going back to work at the fire brigade.

“He said that his face was injured, but his body wasn’t, so it wouldn’t affect his ability to go back to fighting fires and saving people at all.”

Yan Feifan gave a soft “oh” and said with a serious face, “Your spirit is commendable, but hasn’t any doctor told you before to eat well, drink well, and rest your body properly?”

Dai Qiang nodded. Just as he was about to speak, Yan Feifan interrupted him. “Surgeons hate two types of people the most: the overly fat and the overly skinny.

“For the overly fat, their whole bodies are covered in fat, making it difficult even to suture wounds. But for the overly skinny, their body fat percentage is too low, and we are terrified that if they encounter a slight complication, they’ll just suddenly die.”

Yan Feifan wasn’t just being an alarmist to scare Dai Qiang.

During medical procedures, the people who suffered unexpected complications like cardiac or respiratory arrest were often not the obese ones who looked unhealthy.

On the contrary, highly muscular fitness enthusiasts had a relatively higher risk of experiencing such accidents.

“Fat is our body’s energy reserve. It allows us to hold on longer under extreme conditions,” Yan Feifan explained.

“Fat is also our defensive frontline!

“When you burn off all your fat and desperately squeeze the potential of your organs and body, no matter how tough you make your physique, once you cross a certain limit without fat to act as a buffer, your body will simply shut down!

“Therefore, you must exercise in moderation!”

Yan Feifan gave a brief scientific explanation, poked Dai Qiang’s stomach with his finger, and continued, “Look at your stomach. It’s as hard as iron.

“This expanded skin of yours is also extremely taut.

“I can assure you that once it’s transplanted onto your face, it will definitely undergo significant deformation, which will affect the surgery’s outcome.”

Yan Feifan’s words made Zhu Jian and Berry, who were standing off to the side, involuntarily exchange a glance.

When they took Dai Qiang for his checkups yesterday, they hadn’t considered this point at all and had even marveled at his muscular physique.

This made them realize that to become a top-tier plastic surgeon, having skills alone wasn’t enough; one also needed to pay attention to the impact of various minute details.

Then they heard Yan Feifan instruct, “Go back to your ward and rest. Eat and drink heartily, stop working out, and just lie in your hospital bed for me.

“I need your expanded skin and body muscles to release the tension built up from exercising and return to a relatively natural state.”

This left Dai Qiang a bit dumbfounded.

He hadn’t expected in the slightest that exercising to strengthen his body would actually cause considerable trouble for his surgery.

Facing Yan Feifan, the renowned doctor who was reportedly the number one plastic surgeon in the country, he didn’t dare to question him.

He only dared to ask cautiously, “Doctor, how long do I need to rest?”

Yan Feifan pondered for a moment and said, “Rest for a week first, and we’ll see if it has any effect!”

He then pulled out a work photo of Dai Qiang from before the injury out of the patient’s file and said, “You were quite handsome before you got hurt.

“For this surgery, do you want to be restored to your previous appearance, or do you want to take this opportunity to have some extra plastic surgery to make yourself even more handsome?”

“Doctor, I can be restored to my previous appearance?” Dai Qiang asked in surprise.

Yan Feifan shook his head and replied, “With such severe burns, it’s impossible to restore you exactly to how you were, a hundred percent. I can only say I will do my best.”

Pausing for a moment, Yan Feifan added with a solemn expression, “For this plastic and reconstructive process, I need to establish a clear principle.

“Should I try to get as close to your original appearance as possible, or should I aim for a better-looking outcome based on the current actual conditions?”

“Well…”

Dai Qiang hesitated for a moment before saying, “Doctor, if I ask to return to my original look while also becoming a bit more handsome, would that be asking for too much?”

Yan Feifan chuckled and said, “It’s not asking too much. I will do my best to give you the best of both worlds.

“Go back and get some good rest…”

At nearly five o’clock in the afternoon, Yan Feifan met with Li Yun, the contact person for the relevant authorities whom he hadn’t been in touch with for a while.

“Is there a conclusion to that matter, or a lead?”

Li Yun shook her head. “It’s still under covert investigation. Mr. Yan, I came to see you because of another matter.

“We need your help!”

“Oh, tell me what it is first, so I can determine if I can help or not,” Yan Feifan replied cautiously.

Li Yun smiled and said, “Mr. Yan, it’s absolutely within your capabilities.

“Here’s the situation…

“We made a few deals with the United States, and the other party had an additional request: they want you to perform three tumor puncture and injection surgeries for them.”

“Do I have to go to the United States again?” Yan Feifan asked with a look of concern.

Li Yun said softly, “No need. They will bring the patients to their embassy or consulates stationed in our country.

“And the medical fee of one million US Dollars per procedure will not be omitted either,” she added.

Yan Feifan said happily, “If that’s the kind of help you need, I’m very willing to oblige…”

After seeing Li Yun off, Yan Feifan headed to the Cardiac Surgery Department, accompanied by Duan Yu.

On the way, something hard suddenly jabbed into Yan Feifan’s lower back, and a female voice sounded in his ear at the same time.

“Yan Feifan, your money or your life…”

Before the sentence could be finished, it was immediately followed by an eardrum-shattering shriek.

“AHHH…”

Along with the scream, Yan Feifan saw a slender figure being flung into the air by Duan Yu, tracing a beautiful arc before slamming solidly onto the hard pavement…

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