Chapter 383: Chapter 382: A Headache-Inducing Patient
The most tragic thing in this world is to fall at the very last second, just as victory seems assured.
Zhao Lin dodged the drone as it fell toward him, but the drone struck the handle of the ice pick protruding from his chest...
Watching Zhao Lin on the livestream, his hand reaching desperately into the air as if to grab onto something, Yan Ziruo felt tears welling up in her eyes.
On the screen, the emergency personnel who had been following behind with a gurney saw that something was wrong. They immediately rushed forward, moved the swaying Zhao Lin onto the gurney, and started sprinting toward the hospital.
"Feifan, the hospital is so close. There’s still hope, right?"
Yan Feifan met his sister’s hopeful gaze and said perfunctorily, "Yes, there’s still some hope."
"Alright, stop watching the livestream."
Yan Feifan took the phone from his sister’s hand, turned off the livestream, and added, "It’s getting late. Let’s get going..."
As they were preparing to pay the bill, Yuanyuan rushed over and informed them that the clubhouse owner was comping their bill to thank them for stepping forward.
After thanking her, Yan Ziruo couldn’t help but ask, "Manager Yuanyuan, what exactly happened?"
Yuanyuan lowered her voice and said, "That Mr. Zhao got one of our girls drunk a while back and... assaulted her."
"I just found out myself. The male server was the girl’s childhood sweetheart. He came to work here specifically to get revenge."
"So that’s what happened!"
Yan Ziruo had a moment of realization, and her opinion of Zhao Lin changed instantly.
"That drone... for it to be so coincidental... could it be fate?"
Yan Feifan was a little speechless at how quickly his sister’s attitude changed. Then he heard her voice again.
"Feifan, if that guy dies just like this, whose crime is greater? The person who stabbed him?"
"Or the drone operator’s?"
"The person who stabbed him intentionally caused grievous bodily harm. The drone operator would be responsible for involuntary manslaughter, right?"
"Feifan, am I right?"
’Whose crime was greater...?’
Yan Feifan really couldn’t say. He changed the subject. "Sis, I’m a doctor, not a judge or a lawyer. How would I know about this stuff?"
Yan Ziruo huffed, her tone teasing. "Aren’t you the self-proclaimed genius who knows everything and can do anything?"
"So there are things you don’t know, after all."
Yan Feifan didn’t want to deal with her and walked out first...
「The next morning」
The Yan siblings and Yu Suye, who were up early, received confirmation.
Zhao Lin had died during the night. Resuscitation efforts had failed.
They also learned from the internet that the drone operator was just a fourteen-year-old youth.
He had been home the previous night when he saw an ambulance, police cars, and a crowd of onlookers on the street outside his window. Curious, he sent out the camera drone he had just recently bought.
He never expected a momentary slip in operation would lead to such dire consequences.
’A classic case of curiosity killing the cat.’
When they arrived at the hospital that morning, they were also questioned by the police and gave statements regarding the events of the previous night, the will, and other matters.
Afterward, Yan Feifan went to the cardiology department and found Dr. Liang Zhao Kui, the department head. He gave him the medical file for the child Jee Mingzhi had asked him about, who had a 1.5-centimeter atrial septal defect.
Dr. Liang was very accommodating and accepted the young patient.
However, the surgery was scheduled for two weeks later.
Having handled Jee Mingzhi’s request, Yan Feifan hurried over to Qin Ying’s medical research office, only to find a very tall man in the room.
His height of two meters and five centimeters was quite imposing to Yan Feifan.
He knew without asking that this must be the basketball player who had come for treatment for his wrist injury.
The man’s left wrist was slightly red and swollen.
Yan Feifan and Yu Suye took the basketball player to the trauma surgery department for a detailed examination. They found that not only were there torn tendons in his left wrist, but there was also damage to the articular cartilage and fluid buildup.
Yan Feifan also asked if he wanted a full-body checkup to treat some of his old injuries at the same time.
The basketball player stated that he only wanted treatment for his wrist injury.
Seeing his firm tone, Yan Feifan didn’t press the matter...
「Around noon」
Yan Feifan received a call from the psychologist, Tan Xiao. She informed him that Ms. Tang Qing, the woman who wanted cosmetic surgery to look like a celebrity, was psychologically sound and could proceed with the surgery.
"Her goal is very clear. Besides exchanging this face for a sum of money, she plans to keep using this face to earn money in the future."
"Therefore, she’s more than happy to undergo surgery to look like someone else."
Tan Xiao sighed over the phone, "Society is becoming more and more money-oriented. It’s an age where people look down on the poor but not on prostitutes. Incidents like this are bound to become more common."
Yan Feifan also sighed. "There’s not much to be done about it."
"The measure of a person’s success nowadays has become how many properties you own and what kind of car you drive."
"If you have a car but no house, you don’t even qualify to be in a relationship."
Yan Feifan then asked, "Mr. Tan, has there been any progress with that unattractive guy who mooches off his parents?"
"There’s been some progress."
Tan Xiao explained over the phone, "A few people set up a ruse. The mother pretended to have damaged a luxury car and needed to pay four or five hundred thousand in compensation."
"The mother went home crying, lamenting that she couldn’t go on living."
"The son, who still has some sense of responsibility, agreed after some discussion to work as an apprentice at the luxury car owner’s repair shop to pay off the debt."
Yan Feifan understood. He smiled and said, "After he spends a year or two at the repair shop, learns the skills of a mechanic, and gains the ability and confidence to stand on his own two feet, he’ll be able to integrate into society."
"That’s what we’re hoping for. We’ll just have to see if he can stick with it."
Tan Xiao then changed the subject on the phone. "Mr. Yan, Song Yan mentioned that Song Yi has been so busy with your company lately that he barely sees her. She’s working with the same desperate drive he had when he first started his own business."
"Mr. Yan, you can’t just be the only one enjoying a leisurely life."
Yan Feifan said guiltily, "Mr. Tan, I don’t understand these business matters."
"But we’ve now hired a business expert who graduated from Harvard Business School, so things should get a bit easier for Song Yi."
Tan Xiao said bluntly, "Mr. Yan, what I really mean is that Song Yi needs to learn to balance work and rest."
"For a long time before, Song Yi was worried about Song Yan’s health. Now she’s busy with work again. She’s basically had no rest at all."
"To be honest, neither her brother nor I can get through to Song Yi."
"Mr. Yan, can you think of a way to get Song Yi to take a proper break?"
"Work is never-ending, after all."
Yan Feifan said, sounding troubled, "Mr. Tan, I don’t have much free time myself."
Just then, he heard another call coming in.
"Mr. Tan, I have another call. I’ll think of something about getting Song Yi to rest."
Yan Feifan ended his call with Tan Xiao and answered the other one.
"Feifan..."
"Mr. Qi?"
"It’s me, Feifan. I’ve got a real headache of a patient here. Can you come take a look?"
"What are the specifics?" Yan Feifan asked curiously.
"The patient says his grandfather, father, and older brother all passed away in their sleep at the ages of fifty-six, fifty-five, and fifty-five, respectively."
"The patient is fifty-four this year and is terrified that he’ll die just like them when he turns fifty-five or fifty-six."
"We’ve given him a detailed, full-body examination and haven’t found any major issues."
"But he refuses to believe there’s nothing wrong with him..."
