Overpowered Resident Doctor

Chapter 623: Chapter 622: A Large Element of Luck

On Friday morning, around nine o’clock, Yan Feifan, Feng Jian, and his sister, who had taken the day off, arrived at Shoudu Capital International Airport by plane.

When the three of them reached the arrivals gate, they saw Zeng Ni, who had come to pick them up, along with Yu Nanxing, an attending neurosurgeon from Baining Hospital.

"Ruoruo!"

"Nini!"

Yan Feifan watched his sister and Zeng Ni throw their arms around each other and jump up and down excitedly, like best friends who hadn’t seen each other in ten years. ’The way women bond is so strange,’ he thought.

He gave Yu Nanxing a nod and was about to walk toward the familiar Cadillac van a few meters away.

Just then, Yan Feifan suddenly heard the sound of sobbing.

He followed the sound and saw a young woman dressed in a T-shirt, jeans, and sneakers, wearing a tennis cap. She was covering her mouth with one hand and holding the handle of a small suitcase with the other, sobbing brokenly.

The woman was pressing her hand hard against her mouth, trying not to cry too loudly, but tears streamed uncontrollably from her eyes.

Each teardrop that rolled down her cheeks spoke of her endless sorrow, and Yan Feifan couldn’t help but feel a pang of sympathy as he watched.

Just as he was wondering whether he should go over and ask what was wrong, he saw his sister and Zeng Ni walk toward the young woman...

Yan Feifan stopped and waited. After three or four minutes, his sister, having convinced the woman to stop crying, walked over to him.

"Sigh. The poor girl just got back from a business trip."

"Her dad used to pick her up every time she came back."

"This time, she didn’t see him and suddenly remembered that her father has been in a coma for over a month because of an accident."

"She just couldn’t hold it in anymore and burst into tears."

Yan Feifan sighed softly and said, "For an adult, a breakdown can happen in an instant."

After a pause, he asked, "Sis, are you coming with us, or...?"

Yan Ziruo shook her head. "I’ll ride with Nini and give the girl a ride part of the way, so I won’t be going with you."

"Feifan, be sure to call me if you need anything!"

Yan Feifan grunted in acknowledgment, waved to Zeng Ni, and strode toward the Cadillac van...

At 10:10 AM, the van carrying Yan Feifan arrived at Baining Hospital and stopped in front of the neurosurgery building.

As Yan Feifan got out of the car, he saw two temporary, blue, pavilion-like structures, each seven or eight meters tall, erected on a large lawn to the left of the building.

Before Yan Feifan could ask, Yu Nanxing quickly explained, "Mr. Yan, Baining Hospital doesn’t have a surgical observation theater, so we had to build a temporary one."

"The one next to it is the showroom for the intelligent surgical robot."

Yan Feifan murmured an "oh" and followed Yu Nanxing into the temporary operating room on the far left.

Upon entering, Yan Feifan saw that it was essentially a simple, large tent. In the middle of the tent, a surgical area—including a changing room, a sterilization room, and an operating room—had been partitioned off with transparent, explosion-proof glass.

Tiered observation stands had been set up around the operating room.

Yan Feifan glanced up and saw that the observation stands were already packed with people—a dense crowd of two or three hundred.

The large tent, the glass room completely on display, and the numerous spectators looking down from above made Yan Feifan think of another kind of venue.

An old-time traveling circus.

Yan Feifan shook his head, trying to banish the irreverent thought, and stepped into the changing room...

As he passed from the changing room, through the sterilization room, and into the operating room, Yan Feifan observed that although it was a temporary setup, the standards were quite high.

When it came to the health and lives of its patients, Baining Hospital, as a renowned private institution, didn’t cut any corners on standards.

Yan Feifan nodded a greeting to Dr. Yu Youbin, the chief surgeon standing by the operating table, glanced at the audience in the observation stands, and began his performance under the watchful eyes of the crowd...

Nearly an hour later, Yan Feifan left the temporary operating room and hurried to a neurosurgery operating room in the adjacent building to perform a second surgery: an intraspinal tumor puncture.

Around 12:30 PM, after finishing the surgery and changing his clothes, Yan Feifan walked out of the restricted doors of the surgical area. He found twenty to thirty people crowded together in the family waiting area.

"Mr. Yan is out!"

Someone in the crowd shouted, and in an instant, all eyes turned to Yan Feifan.

Then, a tall, elegant, middle-aged man squeezed out from the group and strode toward Yan Feifan.

At the same time, another man who had been standing outside the crowd—middle-aged with short hair—also quickened his pace toward Yan Feifan.

"Mr. Yan, hello!"

"Mr. Shen, hello!"

Yan Feifan was a little surprised that Shen Daoran would come looking for him here at Baining Hospital.

He offered a polite greeting, then saw Shen Daoran gesture toward the short-haired, middle-aged man who had approached with him.

"Mr. Yan, this is the good friend I mentioned a few days ago, Mr. Xu Xing from the Central Academy of Drama."

Yan Feifan looked at Xu Xing and noticed he didn’t look well. His eyelids were swollen, and his eyes were bloodshot.

"Mr. Xu, has your migraine with visual aura flared up again?"

Xu Xing didn’t answer. He first gave Yan Feifan a slight bow, then straightened up and said, "Mr. Yan, I came here to express my gratitude."

He explained, "You had Mr. Shen tell me that the problem might be in my throat, just masked by pharyngitis."

"So I went back to the hospital and had a detailed examination of my throat."

"Yesterday, the reports from the bacterial culture and tissue biopsy came back..."

Hearing this, Yan Feifan inwardly clicked his tongue.

’Damn, this guy really went all out with the tests.’

A tissue biopsy like that usually isn’t performed unless a doctor has a specific suspicion.

After all, tissue sampling is mostly done using invasive methods like a needle biopsy.

Moreover, a biopsy is also quite a hassle.

Without a specific target for the test, it would take at least three to five days to get preliminary results.

Xu Xing said, his face ashen, "They found that I have extremely rare mucosal melanoma cells."

"The doctor said it’s malignant."

Xu Xing managed a faint smile and continued, "The doctor also said that my case is in the very earliest stages. With aggressive treatment, the chances of getting it completely under control are very high."

"Mr. Yan, you’re my savior."

As he said this, Xu Xing moved to bow again in gratitude.

Yan Feifan quickly reached out to stop him. "Mr. Xu, you’re too kind. I merely offered an analytical suggestion. It was largely guesswork."

"It was your own persistence that led to the discovery. Strictly speaking, you saved yourself."

Xu Xing said with a look of profound gratitude, "Mr. Yan, the credit is all yours. I saw four or five so-called medical experts before, and not one of them suggested a thorough examination of my throat."

"But you hit the nail right on the head."

"Mr. Yan, you are without a doubt a genius doctor, a miracle worker of our time!"

Yan Feifan felt a bit sheepish and said, "You praise me too much. I can only say that luck played a big part."

"And it seems your lucky star was watching over you, Mr. Xu."

Xu Xing said with deep emotion, "You are my lucky star, Mr. Yan. And Mr. Shen is my benefactor and dear friend."

As he spoke, he took a scroll tube from a young man beside him and said, "Mr. Yan, I asked a master calligrapher for a piece of his work. Please accept it as a small token of my gratitude."

"I must insist you accept it..."