Overpowered Resident Doctor

Chapter 670: Chapter 669: The Bottom Line Cannot Be Broken

A little after five in the afternoon, Yan Feifan finished examining the tongue and body of the cute and shy seven-year-old girl with red hair and blue eyes.

Afterward, in the hallway outside her ward in the Little Red House, he informed the little girl’s mother and Mr. Vega.

"Get a good night’s rest. The surgery is at two o’clock tomorrow afternoon!"

The mother, Rachel, looked surprised and worried.

"Surgery so soon?"

"Mr. Yan, don’t you need more time to prepare thoroughly?"

Yan Feifan explained, "I’ve been preparing for this surgery for nearly a month. I’m more than prepared."

Mr. Vega also chimed in to reassure her, "Rachel, Mr. Yan is the most meticulous, precise, and thoroughly prepared surgeon I have ever seen."

"When he says he’s ready to operate, it means there’s no room for error."

"This time, I can give you my personal guarantee!"

Rachel noticed Mr. Vega’s unwavering gaze and shifted her eyes back to Yan Feifan’s face.

"Mr. Yan, please forgive me for being so on edge."

"It’s just that the failure of Misi’s sister’s surgery left me severely traumatized."

Yan Feifan replied politely, "I completely understand how you feel. I will do my absolute best in tomorrow’s surgery."

"However, I need to remind you of one thing..."

Yan Feifan stressed, "The surgery isn’t a one-and-done solution."

"After the operation, your daughter Misi will still need two to six months of rigorous speech therapy to be able to speak clearly and accurately."

Rachel nodded gently. "Mr. Yan, we’re aware of that."

"Misi’s sister had a breakdown after a year and a half of speech therapy that still yielded no results."

"I hope that this time, God blesses our little Misi and everything goes smoothly!"

As she said this, Rachel made the sign of the cross on her chest and added, "Amen."

This scene gave Yan Feifan the urge to roll his eyes.

He couldn’t help but grumble inwardly, ’Instead of praying to some ethereal God for blessings, she’d be better off putting more faith in the person standing right in front of her.’

’In the operating room, I’m the one in charge!’

Yan Feifan knew this was her religious belief. Despite his internal complaints, his expression remained unchanged.

He did, at least, have that much professional composure.

After leaving the Little Red House, Yan Feifan hurried to the neurosurgery department.

Accompanied by Dr. Qiu Ge, he reviewed the test data and current status of the lab mice.

"They were all listless on the first day and wouldn’t eat, which had me so worried. But after one night, they became active again."

Qiu Ge said excitedly, "Not only are their eating and bowel movements normal, but the behavioral and reflex tests I ran on them myself also showed no abnormalities."

Yan Feifan looked at the fluffy, snow-white creatures in the cage and said expectantly, "I hope everything continues to go smoothly!"

"It will!"

Qiu Ge emphasized, then added with a note of concern, "Mr. Yan, a friend of mine at Union Medical College Hospital told me that guy has started recruiting clinical volunteers in deep comas."

"So soon?" Yan Feifan was very surprised.

Qiu Ge scoffed, his tone filled with contempt. "Since he’s thrown all shame to the wind, of course he’s going to rush things."

"With his reputation and status, it’s relatively easy for him to fast-track the approval for clinical trials from the relevant authorities."

Pausing for a moment, Qiu Ge handed some documents to Yan Feifan.

"This is our application for human clinical trials, Mr. Yan. It’s just waiting for your signature."

Yan Feifan quickly skimmed through it.

He saw that in the animal testing section, the stimulation tests on the lab mice were described in a simple and vague manner.

The conclusion also stated that the experiments on the lab mice indicated the project team’s method could prevent secondary damage from infrasound and effectively avoid issues like cerebral function degradation.

This made Yan Feifan frown. He questioned, "Dr. Qiu, our animal trials have been running for three days at the most, and we haven’t even performed any anatomical studies on the mice’s brains."

"Isn’t this conclusion a bit too hasty and arbitrary?"

Qiu Ge had a helpless look on his face. "Mr. Yan, isn’t this to save time and get ahead?"

"We can’t just let that bastard steal our results, can we?"

Qiu Ge then added as a reminder, "Mr. Yan, I need to tell you..."

"At the request and urging of the vegetative patient’s family, the police officially opened an investigation today into Xv Fang for illegal medical treatment causing grievous bodily harm."

"I have every reason to suspect..."

"...that Xv Jiande is the one pulling the strings, using this as a delaying tactic so he can be the first to produce research results and seize the advantage."

Qiu Ge continued to persuade him, "Mr. Yan, that Xv Jiande has even sacrificed his own son. We have to use some tricks of our own."

"Besides, judging from the current condition of the lab mice, this conclusion is obvious. I’m just stating it a few days early."

These words did indeed tempt Yan Feifan.

However, Yan Feifan knew one thing: in scientific research, there were certain lines you could not cross, such as falsifying data.

And once you cross that line, there will usually be a second time, and even a third...

’If this continues,’ Yan Feifan didn’t know if he would one day become a medical monster like Frankenstein, someone who only cared about the ends and not the means.

Yan Feifan hesitated and struggled for a moment before saying, "Dr. Qiu, if we submit an application like this, we’re really no different from Xv Fang in principle."

"The bottom line of medical research must not be crossed!"

He added slowly, "Patients in a vegetative state aren’t lab mice. We can’t treat them callously like test subjects."

"They are living beings, just like us."

"Besides, Xv Jiande is already recruiting volunteers. His progress is clearly faster than ours."

"Since that’s the case, let’s not compete with him on the speed of our research. Let’s compete on quality and the effectiveness of the awakening."

As he spoke, Yan Feifan’s tone became increasingly firm.

"Dr. Qiu, let’s postpone this application for human clinical trials until next week, after we’ve performed the brain dissections on the lab mice."

Faced with Yan Feifan’s decision, Qiu Ge opened his mouth, then finally said, "As you wish, Mr. Yan. We’ll submit it next week!"

Yan Feifan left the neurosurgery department right as it was time to get off work.

On the car ride home with his sister and Yu Suye, Yan Feifan heard his sister exclaim, "Feifan, I got a notification from the bank today. One million US dollars just got deposited into your account."

"With this, we have the money for the villa renovations."

Yan Feifan knew this was the surgery fee from his patient from the United Kingdom.

’The money arriving meant the guy had woken up, and his post-op checkup was decent.’

"Sis, the renovations alone won’t cost that much, will they?"

Yu Suye spoke up, "Oh, yes it will!"

"Feifan, that villa is pretty old. This time we’re doing a complete top-to-bottom renovation, inside and out. Plus, we’re using high-quality, eco-friendly materials. Three or four million won’t even cover it."

Yan Ziruo added, "And there’s furniture, home goods, and appliances, which should also be top-of-the-line. Not to mention all the crafts and decorations..."

"Little brother, that one million US dollars might not be enough."

Yan Feifan said, a little dejectedly, "I’ll just have to work harder and earn more money."

Yan Ziruo giggled. "Feifan, you don’t have to work *that* hard. Add in your August salary of two or three million, and it should be enough."

She then added with mock seriousness, "Su Ye, try to be a little frugal, okay? Look how much it’s hurting your man!"

Yu Suye wrapped her arms around Yan Feifan and chuckled. "The husband earns the money, and the wife spends it. Doesn’t that feel just like a real family?"

"Feels more like you’re squandering the family fortune!" Yan Feifan grumbled.

His comment earned him two pairs of eyes rolling back at him...

「The next morning.」

While scrolling through social news on his phone, Yan Feifan came across a report about a maritime accident.

At two o’clock this morning, a luxury yacht accidentally collided with a cargo ship at the mouth of the Yangtze River, causing the yacht to immediately catch fire and capsize.

The accident resulted in seven injuries, two deaths, and five people missing.

Currently, maritime search and rescue teams are searching for the missing persons, and the cause of the accident is under investigation...