Overpowered Resident Doctor

Chapter 603: Chapter 602: The World Turned Upside Down

「Wednesday morning at Zuimo Court.」

Yan Feifan opened his eyes from a deep sleep and was surprised to see his sister, Su Ye, and Tian Yu all standing by his bed.

"What are you all doing standing guard over me? Are you afraid I’ll suddenly kick the bucket in my sleep?"

"Stop talking such nonsense first thing in the morning!"

Yan Ziruo tapped Yan Feifan on the forehead and then said with a smile, "Seeing you open your eyes just puts our minds at ease."

"Come on, get up. It’s already past seven."

"Also, for the injury on your left leg, Su Ye just changed the dressing again. The swelling has gone down a bit, which at least means it’s getting better."

Tian Yu chimed in, "Mr. Yan, does it still hurt?"

Yan Feifan sat up in bed, tested his left leg, and said softly, "It still hurts a little, but it’s much better than yesterday."

Yan Ziruo reminded him, "Feifan, when you get to the hospital today, get a full, detailed checkup first. We don’t want to miss anything."

Yan Feifan grunted in agreement, and his sister continued, "As for your other work, put it all on hold. Focus on letting that injury heal."

"I can’t do that."

Yan Feifan retorted, "A soldier doesn’t leave the front line for a minor wound, and this doesn’t even count as a minor wound."

"Besides, today’s surgery was scheduled one or two months ago. I can’t just cancel it now."

"For me, this surgery is just a technical job with a few needle sticks. It’s not strenuous."

Yan Ziruo snorted disdainfully. "Just trying to look like the dedicated doctor, are we? You don’t have to put on a show right now."

After saying this, Yan Ziruo didn’t press the issue.

’She actually knew that when it came to work, her words as an older sister didn’t carry much weight with him.’

Yan Ziruo tossed the clean clothes she had brought onto her brother and urged impatiently, "Hurry up, get dressed and get out of bed..."

During breakfast, Yan Feifan received a call from Wang Chuan.

"Good news. Secretary Meng is packing his bags. He’s going to be the shortest-serving Party Secretary in our hospital’s history."

"They dealt with it that quickly?" Yan Feifan said, quite surprised.

’The efficiency was a little too high. He’d only gotten off the plane yesterday evening. How could the world have turned upside down in just one night?’

Wang Chuan said with a hint of schadenfreude, "Last night, while we were having dinner, he was summoned to the municipal government and got completely chewed out by the leadership."

"The leadership criticized him, reminding him that our culture holds great respect for the dead."

"Even if you, Feifan, really had died in the accident, for him to make a move against you at the earliest opportunity was an extremely immature political act."

Wang Chuan laughed. "Feifan, if you really had died, Secretary Meng’s handling of the Extraordinary Fund might have been spun a completely different way."

"For example, ’decisive and timely action, preventing opportunists from causing chaos and loss of the organization’s assets.’"

"The problem is, you came back alive and well."

"So the narrative of this matter could only take a negative turn."

Wang Chuan tutted. "’Politically, extremely immature.’ Feifan, you might not realize it, but that’s a devastating assessment from the leadership. It’s enough to end a person’s political career."

"From this, we can infer that Secretary Meng won’t be staying in his position as the hospital’s Party Secretary."

Yan Feifan chuckled. "Director, you have sharp political instincts. Are you thinking of making a move yourself? Aiming for a promotion?"

After a moment of silence, Wang Chuan’s voice slowly came through the phone again.

"I honestly haven’t thought about it. All this time, I’ve only been focused on restoring Yanyan’s appearance."

"Now, thanks to you, the light at the end of the tunnel is in sight."

"I really do need to think carefully about my future work, and my life from now on..."

After that rambling call from Wang Chuan, Yan Feifan put down his phone and went back to eating.

A moment later, there was a KNOCK KNOCK at the door.

Du Qiu went to open the door, and Yan Feifan immediately heard several familiar voices.

"Mr. Yan, is he home?"

"Would it be alright if we came in to see him?"

"Is Mr. Yan okay?"

Yan Feifan got up and walked over. He saw Ye Lin, Meng Yao, Xv Fang, and Jio Xin entering with gifts like flowers and fruit baskets.

"Why are you all here so early in the morning?"

Yan Feifan added with a chuckle, "I’m heading to the hospital to work in a bit. You didn’t have to waste your money coming all this way just to check if I’m still alive."

Ye Lin, who had come closer, reached out and pinched Yan Feifan’s arm. "He’s warm! He’s solid! It’s really him, no doubt about it," she exclaimed.

She patted her chest, looking utterly relieved, and cried out in a sweet voice, "Boss, you have no idea..."

"The news online yesterday, all the crazy rumors flying around the department, and we couldn’t reach your phone... Boss, you scared us all to death."

"If something had really happened to you, Boss, what would I have done?"

Yan Feifan rolled his eyes. "Ye Lin, don’t say that. You make it sound like I’m responsible for your life."

Amid a ripple of light laughter, Meng Yao handed the flowers she was holding to Yu Suye, who had followed them, and said to Yan Feifan, "Mr. Yan, you might not believe this, but I really couldn’t sleep at all last night."

"Seeing you now has finally put my mind at ease."

"Me too, me too!" Ye Lin chimed in hurriedly.

Yan Feifan said with a serious expression, "I’m sorry to have made you all worry. But I’m a tough nut to crack. It’ll take more than that to kill me."

Jio Xin spoke up, "Mr. Yan, you have a kind heart and great skill. Good people receive good karma. With everyone wishing you well, it’s only natural that you’d turn misfortune into fortune."

Yan Feifan chuckled. Then he heard Xv Fang say in a low voice, "Mr. Yan, um, your office in the Little Red House... someone took it over."

"Who?"

Ye Lin said indignantly, "Boss, it was that shameless Yin Ke. She’s been acting unscrupulously, throwing Mr. Hao’s name around."

"Everyone knows about their sordid relationship."

"Yesterday afternoon, she actually brought people to take the door off its hinges, Boss, and said it was her office from now on."

Yan Feifan smiled lightly and said dismissively, "Just a petty clown. Now that I’m back, she should know what to do."

He then asked, "Have you all eaten breakfast yet..."

At this question, Meng Yao, Jio Xin, and the others all claimed they had already eaten, said they wouldn’t disturb him any longer, and took their leave.

After Yan Feifan finished breakfast and tidied up, he was about to leave for the hospital when his maternal uncle, who had stayed downstairs with Mrs. Xia last night, came up.

"Feifan, he just called. He said his wife was the one who sent the lawyer’s letter, that she did it all behind his back and he knew nothing about it."

"He asked me to explain it to you."

Yan Feifan scoffed. "They’ve been married for so many years, sharing weal and woe, their words and actions as one. Does he think a simple ’I didn’t know’ can absolve him of all responsibility?"

"Even if it is as he says, if he had taken full responsibility, I would at least respect him as a husband who shoulders his duties."

"But as it turns out... he’s not so impressive after all..."

Accompanied by his sister and Yu Suye, Yan Feifan went to the hospital. He first headed to the emergency department for a physical examination.

The main tests were a cranial CT scan and an X-ray to check for any hidden injuries from the car crash and rollover in the United States.

The final test results were quite reassuring.

After the checkup, Yan Feifan hurried to the neurosurgery inpatient building to prepare for the next two spinal canal tumor surgeries.

On his way there, he was greeted by what felt like an endless stream of colleagues. Some he knew well, some were mere acquaintances, and some were even strangers, but they all approached him with warm enthusiasm.

It gave him the illusion that he had become as popular as cash—loved by all, welcomed by all.

At nearly eleven in the morning, after completing two spinal canal tumor puncture and injection procedures, Yan Feifan walked out of the surgical area.

He was surprised to find Secretary Meng Huaxin waiting for him.