Chapter 101: The Best Assistant

Chapter 101: Chapter 101: The Best Assistant

The emergency patient Dr. Chen Yu had called Yan Feifan to assist with had a truly ghastly injury.

The man’s right index and middle fingers had been crushed off.

Moreover, the arm below the elbow was a mangled mess of flesh and blood. The bones, if not shattered inch by inch, were at least broken in seven or eight places.

With the help of Yan Feifan and another surgical assistant, Chen Yu didn’t finish the operation until eleven at night, a procedure that took nearly seven hours.

She not only set the patient’s broken bones but also reattached the severed index and middle fingers.

As for the damage to the patient’s skin, muscle, and tendons, that was primarily handled by Yan Feifan and the other assistant.

With such severe injuries, just how much function the patient’s hand would recover, and whether there would be any long-term complications, could only be determined by a detailed examination after a few days of recovery.

When Yan Feifan came out of the operating room, he felt as if his feet were treading on cotton balls, each step unsteady.

His vision was darkening, and he felt dizzy.

Yan Feifan knew this was because he was utterly exhausted, on the verge of collapse.

This gave him a direct and profound understanding of his own physical limits.

If he were the lead surgeon, Yan Feifan estimated he could last five hours at most.

He sat on a soft chair in the locker room for a good ten-plus minutes before he finally felt his strength return.

During that time, Yan Feifan played the unread voice messages from Yu Suye and learned about the diagnosis of the pregnant woman from that afternoon.

Yu Suye told him the pregnant woman’s abdominal pain had intensified, and after some persuasion from Mr. Wan, she had finally agreed to an ultrasound.

The ultrasound showed a cystic mass of approximately 51x52x42mm posterolateral to the uterus, with a whirlpool sign at the pedicle, confirming Yan Feifan’s diagnosis.

The woman was subsequently transferred to the gynecology department for surgery.

During the operation, the gynecologist discovered a 5cm diameter cyst on the right fallopian tube, which had undergone torsion.

Fortunately, the torsion wasn’t too severe and the surgery was timely, so the fallopian tube hadn’t become necrotic and was ultimately saved.

The woman’s baby was also unharmed.

Yan Feifan played Yu Suye’s last unread message and heard her chuckle softly. "Mr. Wan said the reason he supported your diagnosis was because you’ve never been wrong."

"He believes you’ll continue to be right..."

After changing his clothes, Yan Feifan washed his face in the restroom to wake himself up a bit more.

Afterward, he bought a yogurt drink and a box of crackers from a vending machine in the first-floor lobby of the trauma surgery department. Eating as he walked, he exited through the hospital’s south gate and hailed a taxi...

When he finally got home, Yan Feifan was surprised to find his sister still awake, waiting for him while watching TV in the living room.

He flopped onto the living room sofa and asked weakly, "Sis, did the downstairs neighbors come up and cause any trouble?"

Yan Ziruo shook her head. "No. They wouldn’t dare!"

"Feifan, I asked the property management and a few other neighbors. Everyone says that family is universally despised; nobody likes them."

She then asked with concern, "Hey, Feifan, you’re back so late today, and you look exhausted."

"Was the surgery really big and complicated?"

After waiting a short while with no response, Yan Ziruo leaned in for a closer look and saw that the guy had actually fallen asleep, sprawled on the sofa.

He was even snoring softly.

’Sigh, to be this exhausted!’

Feeling a pang of sympathy, Yan Ziruo stroked her brother’s head, then got up to fetch a basin of hot water.

She first used a towel soaked in hot water to carefully wipe Yan Feifan’s face a few times, then wiped his hands.

Next, Yan Ziruo changed the water and the towel and gave Yan Feifan’s feet a warm compress for a good while.

After that, with great effort, she managed to change the dead-to-the-world Yan Feifan into his pajamas, the exertion causing her to break out in a sweat.

Finally, Yan Ziruo helped Yan Feifan sit up, bent down, braced her shoulder against his abdomen, grabbed his thighs with both hands, and with a sudden heave...

Yan Ziruo hoisted her brother onto her shoulder.

Feeling her brother’s weight, Yan Ziruo couldn’t help but mutter, "He’s definitely gotten a lot heavier. Like a dead weight..."

After dumping Yan Feifan on his bed and covering him with a blanket, the slightly breathless Yan Ziruo also returned to her own room to rest...

The next morning, Yan Ziruo was jolted awake by a blaring alarm.

Worried that her exhausted brother wouldn’t wake up this morning, she had set an alarm for six o’clock before going to bed.

Yan Ziruo shut off the alarm, got out of bed, and walked out of her bedroom yawning, only to see her brother also emerging from his room.

"Can you go to work today? Do you need to take a day off?"

Yan Feifan shook his head. "I can go. I’ve recovered after a night’s rest."

Yan Ziruo said, "Oh," let out a big yawn, and added, "If you’re okay, then I’m going back to bed for a bit."

"I’m dead tired."

"Sis..."

Yan Feifan called out to his sister and asked, a little embarrassed, "Was it you who changed me into my pajamas last night?"

Yan Ziruo snorted. "If it wasn’t me, you think you did it yourself?"

"The second you flopped onto the sofa last night, you were out like a light. I could have tossed you into the street and you wouldn’t have woken up."

Yan Feifan’s cheeks flushed slightly as he said awkwardly, "Sis, you don’t have to change my clothes for me anymore."

"I’m already grown up."

Yan Ziruo froze for a second, then couldn’t help but laugh. "My dear brother, when you were in a coma, I gave you a sponge bath pretty much every single day."

"Is there any part of you I haven’t seen? Getting all shy now, you’re being so melodramatic."

Yan Feifan insisted, "Sis, it’s different now!"

"Alright, alright!"

Yan Ziruo said with a look of mock disgust, "You really think I enjoy changing your clothes?"

"You’re all bones, not an ounce of meat on you. Not only is there nothing nice to look at, but you’re also bony to the touch."

"Hmph..."

「8:40 AM, Affiliated Hospital.」

Chen Yu had just parked and gotten out of her car when she saw Qin Ying striding toward her, looking furious.

She smiled faintly and said with a triumphant tone, "Dr. Qin Ying, there’s no need to come all this way just to thank me for yesterday’s surgery."

"A surgical genius like him can’t be held back and wasted by someone who can’t even operate, right?"

"So I begrudgingly decided to take him under my wing and teach him a thing or two."

"It was purely voluntary on my part. You don’t need to thank me. Really, no thanks are necessary..."

Qin Ying snorted coldly, her face ashen. "Chen Yu, don’t think I don’t know what you’re plotting!"

"Compared to Yan Feifan, those students of yours are a pile of crap. You’re blatantly trying to steal my student."

Chen Yu scoffed. "I admit, those guys are a little bit lacking compared to Yan Feifan."

"But to call them a pile of crap? Aren’t you looking down on my judgment a bit too much?"

Chen Yu then added, reminiscing, "But then again, that Yan Feifan really does have a talent and intuition for surgery."

"He always completes his assisting tasks perfectly, making the surgery feel so comfortable and smooth for me. It’s like I can actually enjoy the operation."

"From that perspective, calling those other guys a pile of crap..."

Chen Yu compared them in her mind, then nodded lightly. "On that front, I agree with you. They are a pile of crap."

"It’s just such a shame..."

With a face full of scorn, Chen Yu continued, "...that you’ll never again get to experience how wonderful it feels to operate with a perfectly synchronized, top-tier assistant like Yan Feifan..."

The veins on Qin Ying’s forehead throbbed with anger.

She took a few quick breaths and said coldly, "Chen Yu, no matter what, Yan Feifan will never call you ’teacher’."

Chen Yu let out a soft laugh and said dismissively, "The whole teacher-student relationship thing... I couldn’t care less. I just don’t want to see a promising guy like Yan Feifan get wasted by you."

"I have to do my rounds. I’m not going to waste any more time here with you."

As Chen Yu walked past Qin Ying, she paused and said, "That kid, Yan Feifan, he’s still a bit weak physically."

"No matter how eager you are, you’d better take it easy on him..."