Chapter 409: Chapter 408: Mr. Yan, I’m Sorry
According to Qin Feng, the brain tumor patient Yan Feifan went to treat at the Marine Police General Hospital was an active-duty military officer, fifty-four years of age.
As for the man’s specific rank, Qin Feng didn’t say, and Yan Feifan wasn’t curious enough to ask.
For Yan Feifan, it didn’t matter who the patient was. Once he took a case, he always gave it his all.
Brain tumor tissue sampling, testing, waiting for results, followed by a puncture injection—after methodically completing the series of tasks, Yan Feifan left the operating room and the Armed Police General Hospital.
He returned to Zuimo Court in the same military vehicle.
On the way, Yan Feifan called Dr. Qiu Ge to ask about the condition of the Chinese-American patient.
He was told that the man’s preliminary checkup showed him to be in fairly good health.
He was just exhausted from a flight that lasted over ten hours and had gone to bed early.
Dr. Qiu Ge also told Yan Feifan indignantly.
That Mr. Vega was so arrogant his nose was in the air, ignoring her warm welcome and dismissing her with a simple, "I need to adjust to the time difference."
Dr. Qiu Ge also solemnly warned Yan Feifan that when dealing with a guy like him, he shouldn’t bother with any nonsense about being a "great nation" or "land of etiquette."
"Keep your unique skills close to your chest and let the bastard sweat."
After ending the call, Yan Feifan found it rather amusing.
He wasn’t worried about this Mr. Vega trying to steal his techniques.
This was a skill Yan Feifan had forged over countless years and endless practice in his world of consciousness.
He didn’t believe anyone could hone their skills to his level within a single lifetime.
Yan Feifan arrived home at 9:46 PM, not breaking the promise he had made to his sister.
After he finished washing up in the bathroom and came out, he saw his sister waiting for him at the door.
"Thirsty?"
Yan Feifan shook his head.
"Hungry?"
Yan Feifan shook his head again.
Yan Ziruo nodded in satisfaction and ordered, "Not thirsty and not hungry. Good. It’s past ten o’clock. Go to your room and sleep."
"Shut up, don’t say a word."
"Feifan, I’m giving you a serious warning. If there’s another night of endless trouble like last night, believe me, I’ll give you a beating first."
"It’s been a while since I last hit you. My hands are getting itchy."
Under his sister’s very intimidating threat of violence, Yan Feifan obediently went back to his room, got into bed, and lay down.
He was indeed tired today, and it wasn’t long before he fell asleep...
「The next morning, Wednesday, Yan Feifan was busy once again.」
He went in and out of two operating rooms, performing puncture injection procedures for patients with intraspinal tumors.
At 11:09, Yan Feifan stepped out of the operating room and briefly explained the surgical situation to the patient’s family.
Just as he was about to leave, he was stopped by a young woman with a full head of silver hair, dressed in revealing clothes.
"I’m Lu Yao’s cousin, Zeng Ni..."
The sexy, silver-haired woman introduced herself, then circled Yan Feifan, looking him up and down before shaking her head slightly.
"Your height is barely passable, your looks are decent enough, you don’t have much muscle, and your family background is average..."
"And your character is questionable!"
Zeng Ni met Yan Feifan’s gaze and asked directly, "Is Su Ye really only attracted to your medical talent?"
Yan Feifan looked at this silver-haired weirdo with a face full of makeup and asked in return, "What do you mean, my character is questionable?"
"It means exactly what it sounds like."
Zeng Ni giggled, then continued, "My cousin Lu Yao might not be very reliable, and he’s done plenty of bastardly things, but the fact that he heroically saved you is genuine, isn’t it?"
Yan Feifan said helplessly, "I haven’t denied it."
Zeng Ni said with a straight face, "But no matter how you look at it, your actions make you seem like an ungrateful jerk."
"You were so reluctant just to help with a surgery."
Since it concerned his own integrity, Yan Feifan had no choice but to explain patiently, "Zeng Ni, I wasn’t reluctant. I agreed from the very beginning."
"It’s just that the patient requested I go to the United States, which I couldn’t do."
"Of course..."
Yan Feifan admitted frankly, "Because of Yu Suye, and some other things, I do have some issues with Lu Yao."
"But I still acknowledge his so-called life-saving grace."
"’So-called!’ You used the word ’so-called’!"
Zeng Ni keenly latched onto the word, interrogating him with a cold sneer, "So deep down, you don’t actually acknowledge it, am I right?"
Yan Feifan was a little frustrated.
A moment of carelessness and a slip of the tongue, and the silver-haired weirdo had caught him.
At this point, he dropped the pretense and said bluntly, "Zeng Ni, you probably won’t believe me and will think I’m just making excuses."
"The truth is, in that situation, I had already figured out how to handle it. I was going to use my fourth left rib to meet the attacker’s knife."
"I’d take a flesh wound, but I’d use the force of the blow to retreat."
"But Lu Yao’s unexpected shove threw off my plan."
"If he hadn’t blocked the knife in time, it would have gone through the intercostal space and pierced my heart."
"The result would have been death."
Saying these words, which he had kept to himself, made Yan Feifan feel much more at ease.
"Such a drastic turn of events—from near-death to safety—is why I feel a bit reluctant to fully acknowledge this ’life-saving’ debt to Lu Yao."
Zeng Ni was clearly unconvinced. She challenged him, "Who are you trying to fool? It all happened so suddenly. You’re telling me you could calculate all that and react in such a short amount of time?"
Yan Feifan gave a light smile and said, "People can unlock infinite potential in emergencies."
"Besides, I’ve always been known as a genius."
After a pause, Yan Feifan added casually, "The past can’t be replayed. It’s up to you whether you believe me or not."
"Let’s just leave it at that..."
With that, Yan Feifan stopped explaining, stepped around Zeng Ni, and started to walk away.
"Wait!"
Zeng Ni ran in front of Yan Feifan again, blocking his path.
"Yan Feifan, the way you described it was so vivid, you’ve actually made me believe you a little."
"How about this? Let’s do a simple test."
"What kind of test?" Yan Feifan asked curiously.
Zeng Ni rummaged through the small leather purse she was carrying and pulled out eight one-yuan coins.
She tossed the coins back and forth between her hands a few times and said with a grin, "It’s simple. A test of your reaction speed."
"I’ll drop the coins from my hand. We’ll test it ten times. If you can catch them every single time, I’ll believe you."
"Do you dare to take the test?"
Seeing the provocative look on her face, Yan Feifan couldn’t help but smile. "Alright, I’ll play along."
Zeng Ni tossed the coins between her hands a few more times and said with a sly smile, "Aren’t you going to warm up or prepare a little?"
Yan Feifan shook his head.
Just then, Zeng Ni suddenly covered the coins in her right hand with her left and asked in a rapid-fire tone, "How many coins are heads-up?"
"And what are their mint years?"
"Quick, quick, 3..."
Just as the "2" was about to leave Zeng Ni’s lips, Yan Feifan spoke.
"Three! ’18, ’19, ’18."
Zeng Ni lifted her left hand and separated the stack of coins in her right palm. Her eyes widened to twice their size...
At that exact moment, a young nurse came running over, out of breath. She grabbed Yan Feifan’s hand and started pulling him away.
"Mr. Yan, quick, quick, quick... It’s an emergency."
Hearing it was an emergency, Yan Feifan immediately sped up, overtaking the young nurse.
"Is the patient here? What’s going on?"
"The patient is... is..."
In her panic, the young nurse momentarily forgot her words, then shouted anxiously, "Mr. Yan, just follow me!"
Yan Feifan had no choice but to follow the young nurse, quickly taking the stairs up one floor.
This floor was above the surgical floor and housed the inpatient building’s storerooms, as well as offices, on-call rooms, and lounges for the medical staff.
Yan Feifan followed the young nurse into a lounge and saw only three empty bunk beds.
"Where’s the patient?" Yan Feifan turned to look at the young nurse.
He watched as the young nurse closed the door behind her, then pulled off her cap, letting a cascade of dark hair fall down.
"Mr. Yan, I’m sorry. I had no other choice."
As she said this, the young nurse forcefully tore at the collar of her uniform.
Buttons popped off, revealing a stretch of smooth, pale skin.
The young nurse then scratched her full left breast, and three bright red, startling welts of blood immediately appeared...
