Overpowered Resident Doctor

On Friday at noon, Yan Feifan went to Wang Chuan’s office at the plastic surgery center after lunch.

His office in the Little Red House was under renovation. They were cutting a doorway in the wall to connect it with the adjacent office, so it was too messy to work in for the time being.

Since Wang Chuan had a major surgery scheduled for today that would last over six hours, Yan Feifan had no qualms about taking over his office.

He sat down in the executive chair and pulled up the osteoplastic reshaping plans for the Thai patient, Nawa, which had been completed by his four students on his tablet.

Yan Feifan opened the plans in the order they were submitted, starting with Zhu Jian’s proposal.

He shook his head after a quick review.

Zhu Jian had essentially proposed to recut and reshape every large bone in Nawa’s frame that could possibly be altered.

According to this plan, Nawa’s limb bones would look as if they had been run over by a truck and then pieced back together.

Two pairs of ribs were to be removed, and a section would be cut from each of the remaining ones.

Nawa’s skull would also undergo multiple osteotomies and reconstructions, with many areas shaved and polished down until they were practically paper-thin.

Yan Feifan had said to disregard the consequences, but he hadn’t said to disregard the patient’s life.

If this osteoplasty plan of Zhu Jian’s were actually carried out, Nawa would become as fragile as a paper doll.

One simple fall and she would shatter into pieces.

A single sneeze might be enough for her to blow her brains out.

In his mind’s eye, Yan Feifan simulated the postoperative results of Zhu Jian’s plan...

A modern-day Zhao Feiyan, with a figure as light and graceful as a swallow’s, dancing elegantly within a confined space.

’That Zhu Jian, he must like petite and delicate girls.’

Yan Feifan mused, then opened Pan Jichuan’s plan.

Compared to Zhu Jian’s, Pan Jichuan’s osteoplasty plan was far less drastic. The primary focus was on improving Nawa’s height and achieving more harmonious body proportions.

His plan would turn Nawa into a Western-style beauty with a larger frame and a relatively strong, full figure.

Yan Feifan then opened Yu Beihua’s plan and saw that he had proposed turning Nawa into a slender beauty.

As for the last proposal, Li Tianlin’s osteoplasty plan, it made Yan Feifan frown.

The plan gave Nawa a pair of disproportionately long legs.

Furthermore, he had clearly put an excessive amount of intricate work into the foot bones, aiming to sculpt a pair of perfectly delicate feet.

’Does this guy have a foot fetish?’

After analyzing all four plans, Yan Feifan had a basic assessment of each student.

Zhu Jian: a perfectionist who pursued the extreme.

Pan Jichuan: a pragmatist with a realistic approach.

Yu Beihua: somewhere between Zhu Jian and Pan Jichuan, striking a balance between the pursuit of perfection and what was realistically possible.

As for Li Tianlin... a free spirit, perhaps?

A little after three in the afternoon, Yan Feifan brought Zhu Jian and Li Tianlin to Nawa’s private hospital room.

"From what I understand, the aesthetic preferences of adults in Thailand generally fall into two categories: a mixed-race, Euro-American look, or the trendy K-pop style."

Yan Feifan continued, "The two detailed surgical plans I gave you represent these two styles."

"Nawa, have you made your decision?"

Nawa nodded. "Mr. Yan, I’ve decided. I choose your second surgical plan."

Yan Feifan tried to persuade him. "Nawa, given your natural physique, you’re actually better suited for the Euro-American look."

"You’d also have to endure less pain."

Nawa shook his head, his expression resolute. "As I see it, that’s just the difference between a ten and a nine on the pain scale. There’s no fundamental difference."

"Since that’s the case, I’ll choose the one I truly want."

Yan Feifan sighed softly. "Since you’ve made up your mind, your first surgery will be tomorrow at nine a.m."

"Nawa, tomorrow’s procedure will primarily be osteoplasty, with some ancillary muscle adjustments."

He added, "We won’t be operating on your head or right arm tomorrow."

"You’ll have a long recovery period in bed after the surgery. Having one fully functional arm will make things a little less trying for you..."

Yan Feifan left Zhu Jian and Li Tianlin to conduct a detailed preoperative physical examination on Nawa and returned to Wang Chuan’s office. He found Wang Chuan, who had just finished his surgery, eating takeout in the guest area.

"Feifan, want some?"

"No thanks. I’ll wait and have dinner at home after work."

Yan Feifan sat down diagonally across from Wang Chuan. "I’m operating on Nawa tomorrow, and I don’t know if this is the right thing to do."

Wang Chuan took a sip of his tomato and egg soup. "Feifan, we’re doctors," he advised. "We’re just the instruments."

"It’s not our place to judge right from wrong, or whether we’re treating a good person or a bad one. All we have to do is perform the surgery to the best of our ability and fulfill the patient’s requests as much as possible."

Yan Feifan rolled his eyes. "If only things were as simple as you make them sound."

Wang Chuan chuckled. "Feifan, there’s no use overthinking some things. Since you’ve already accepted Nawa’s case, don’t have second thoughts."

"Focus on the surgery. This is a rare opportunity for you to synthesize everything you know and perform a comprehensive, full-body reconstruction."

"Besides, you’ll make a good amount of money from it."

Yan Feifan said with a gloomy expression, "I’m here earning the money, and my sister and Su Ye are busy spending it. They seem perfectly happy, at least."

Wang Chuan laughed heartily. "If they’re happy, then you’re happy, right? Isn’t that the simple reason why we work so hard?"

A thought suddenly occurred to him. "The surgery is tomorrow... what about Mr. Shi’s retirement ceremony?"

Yan Feifan explained, "Mr. Shi’s retirement ceremony starts at four in the afternoon at the Jinxiu Grand Hotel."

"Nawa’s surgery is mostly osteoplasty, so it should only take five or six hours. I should be able to attend without any issue."

Wang Chuan grunted in acknowledgment. "As long as you’ve got it figured out."

"Mr. Shi just retired, and now he’s coming to work with you. This is a sensitive time for him, so be thoughtful and don’t treat it lightly."

Yan Feifan nodded, showing he understood the gravity of the situation.

They chatted for a few more minutes, and the conversation shifted to their students.

Wang Chuan said with a chuckle, "I have more time on my hands now. It’s a perfect opportunity to properly train Lin Qian, Qi Xiuping, and the others."

"Feifan, I don’t really consider you my student. There’s no way I could have taught you the skills you possess."

Wang Chuan added confidently, "Successfully training students with average aptitude, like Lin Qian and the others, is what will truly demonstrate my skill as a teacher."

After a pause, he chuckled. "Feifan, I know everyone in the hospital is green with envy over those four students of yours."

"But a brilliant surgeon doesn’t necessarily make a brilliant teacher."

"Feifan, your accomplishments are due to your unparalleled medical talent, but that talent won’t be of any use when it comes to teaching students."

Yan Feifan scoffed. "Chuan, I’ve been a private tutor since I was a kid. I’ve helped over a hundred students get into university."

"To give you a recent example, Xiaoyu was at best on track for a mid-tier high school. But with my coaching, she successfully tested into Bin University High School."

"Teaching is one of my strengths, too!"

Wang Chuan smiled. "Well then, I’ll be waiting to see the results."

"So, what’s your take on those four students of yours?"

Yan Feifan said thoughtfully, "They’re alright. It’s just... I haven’t known them for long. I need to observe them more..."

After six in the evening, Yan Feifan met Ma Weixia again, this time in the underground parking garage of Zuimo Court.

She showed Yan Feifan a CT scan.

The image showed a long, slender tooth protruding directly into the nasal cavity, confirming Yan Feifan’s earlier analysis.

「Around nine o’clock that night」

Yan Feifan received a call from Qiu Ge.

"Mr. Yan, I just got news from Union Medical College Hospital. Xv Jiande successfully woke up a patient who was in a vegetative state..."