Overpowered Resident Doctor

Chapter 563: Chapter 562: Do You Have a Way?

The slicked-back hair man and his six underlings, who had been single-handedly intimidated by Duan Yu, were taken away by armed police officers who arrived shortly after.

Afterward, Duan Yu frankly revealed her identity to Yan Feifan.

She was an armed guard for a certain high-ranking official and had been ordered to protect Yan Feifan.

"My sister and I had a similar guess about your identity. I can’t believe we were actually right."

Yan Feifan couldn’t help but glance again at the small of Duan Yu’s back where she hid her weapon. He asked expectantly in a low voice, "Hey, Duan Yu, when you’re working with me from now on, will you be carrying that weapon with you?"

Duan Yu mused, "Probably not."

"Your rank and level of importance aren’t high enough. Most importantly, any danger you’re likely to encounter can be resolved without a gun."

"But that’s just my guess!"

After a pause, she added, "I have to go back tonight for a formal handover. It’ll only be confirmed then."

"This sort of thing isn’t my call to make. It requires a decision from my superiors!"

Yan Feifan nodded with understanding and smiled. "Whether you can carry a weapon or not, just having you around puts me at ease."

Noticing that their group had become the center of attention for many people in the coffee shop, Yan Feifan suggested, "Let’s go somewhere else..."

As the group left the coffee shop and prepared to leave by car, Yan Feifan realized that Xu Yanhai, Sun Xuenong, and Shang Xiaorong had arrived in two separate sports cars, a Porsche and a Maserati.

The six of them took three cars to the Capital West District, which was relatively close to Baining Hospital, and checked into a suite at a five-star hotel.

On the way to the West District, Yan Feifan received another inquiry call from the Jingcheng police.

He recounted the entire incident in great detail over the phone...

「After four in the afternoon, in the hotel room.」

Xu Yanhai, Sun Xuenong, and Shang Xiaorong sat in the living room. When they looked at Yan Feifan again, their gazes couldn’t help but carry a hint of restraint.

As the saying goes, you don’t know how small your position is until you’ve been to Jingcheng.

But even in Jingcheng, a city teeming with officials, those who had armed bodyguards for personal protection were exceedingly rare.

What’s more, Yan Feifan was just a doctor, and so young at that. Such special treatment only highlighted how extraordinary he was.

On their way here, while driving behind Yan Feifan and Zeng Ni, they had each called their families.

They all received similar instructions from their elders: do everything possible to get on his good side, and whatever you do, do not offend him.

"Mr. Yan, do you have any plans for tonight?"

Xu Yanhai asked, then puffed out his chest and said, "If not, let us make the arrangements. When it comes to places to eat, drink, and have fun in Jingcheng, there’s nowhere we don’t know."

"Yeah, yeah, we’re total experts in that area," Sun Xuenong and Shang Xiaorong chimed in enthusiastically.

Yan Feifan smiled faintly. "No need to arrange anything. We can just have dinner together later. That’ll be fine."

"I have several surgeries tomorrow, so I need to get some rest tonight."

Unable to contain her curiosity, Shang Xiaorong asked in a delicate voice, "Mr. Yan, are you really a surgeon?"

Zeng Ni poked Shang Xiaorong’s forehead with a finger and said huffily, "So you didn’t believe a word of what I told you earlier, huh?"

"Let me tell you again..."

"He..."

As she spoke, Zeng Ni reached out to sling an arm around Yan Feifan’s shoulders, but he slapped her hand away, and she didn’t dare try again.

"Yan Feifan, the renowned genius doctor from Binhai University Affiliated Hospital. He’s an incredible neurosurgeon, brain surgeon, trauma surgeon, and plastic surgeon."

"He’s also a specially-appointed expert at the PLA General Hospital and Baining Hospital, and he’s operated on many important military figures."

Zeng Ni then shouted, "If you still don’t believe me and you’re brave enough, you can come to Baining Hospital tomorrow and watch his surgery."

"We believe you, we believe you! We really believe you now."

Xu Yanhai quickly made his position clear, then said with a look of adoration, "Mr. Yan, all those doctors in the hospital with the ’expert’ title are old."

"You’re just so young, that’s why we couldn’t be sure."

Zeng Ni snorted softly. "That’s why Feifan is a genius doctor you see only once in a century, or even a millennium."

"Hey, let me warn you guys..."

Zeng Ni said with great solemnity, "Even though you got to know Mr. Yan through me, don’t think you can come running to him for every little headache or fever."

"You can only come to Mr. Yan when someone very important to you has the misfortune of contracting a serious illness that no other expert can cure..."

Yan Feifan quickly cut in, "Don’t listen to Zeng Ni’s nonsense. I’m not as amazing as she makes me out to be."

"If an expert from another hospital can’t cure an illness, there’s an eighty or ninety percent chance I can’t cure it either."

Zeng Ni giggled. "Feifan, you don’t have to be so modest. Aren’t the three surgeries you’re performing tomorrow ones that no other doctor can do, that only you in all of China can handle?"

Yan Feifan shot her a look. "I just happen to be particularly skilled in one specific area. Don’t mislead people!"

Xu Yanhai took over the conversation. "Being the only one in the entire country who can do something in a specific area is still incredibly amazing."

"Mr. Yan, I also know plenty of so-called ’young elites’—geniuses in the business world or the design industry."

"Compared to you, they’re all just trash."

Yan Feifan was starting to feel a little embarrassed by all the flattery. He said humbly, "You can’t really compare across different fields. In their own areas, I’m sure I couldn’t perform as well as they do."

Just then, Yan Feifan’s phone rang again.

He picked it up and saw it was a Jingcheng number. To his surprise, it was a call from Zhang Xirong, the king of Jingcheng’s bar scene.

Yan Feifan answered the call.

"Mr. Yan, hello. I heard you’ve come to Jingcheng. If you’re free tonight, I’d like to make some arrangements to make up for my rudeness last time."

Yan Feifan replied politely, "Mr. Zhang, you’re too kind."

"I’m here on business this time, and I have several surgeries tomorrow. I won’t be able to get away tonight."

A soft "oh" came from Zhang Xirong over the phone, and then his voice sounded again.

"Mr. Yan, I won’t hide it from you. The truth is, someone came to me for help. I hear you’ve had some friction with Yu Yuan Workshop?"

’His network really is extensive,’ Yan Feifan thought.

He stated his position unequivocally, "Mr. Zhang, they dared to threaten my family’s safety without any proof or basis. That is something I absolutely will not tolerate."

"Mr. Zhang, if they’re just a casual acquaintance of yours, it would be best for you not to get involved in this matter."

After a moment of silence, Zhang Xirong’s voice slowly came through.

"Mr. Yan, I understand."

"As for this matter, I won’t meddle any further."

"Mr. Yan, whenever you’re free, just give me a call, and I’ll arrange everything else."

Yan Feifan replied politely, "Thank you for the generous offer, and thank you for your understanding. Next time I’m free, I’ll be sure to pay you a visit..."

He ended the call, but before he could even put his phone down, it rang again.

This time, it was actually a call from Lu Yao.

’Could this kid be calling to plead for someone too?’

Yan Feifan glanced at Zeng Ni and answered the phone.

"Mr.... Yan, you’re in Jingcheng, right?"

Hearing the urgency in the kid’s voice, Yan Feifan quickly replied, "I’m in Jingcheng, with Zeng Ni."

"What’s wrong?"

"It’s good that you’re in Jingcheng. My girlfriend’s little nephew... his head was accidentally hit by a nail gun."

Yan Feifan was so shaken by the word "girlfriend" that he almost missed what Lu Yao said next.

He quickly refocused and heard Lu Yao say anxiously through the phone, "The nail went deep into his brain, and the doctors don’t dare to operate."

"Do you have... a way to help?"