Chapter 474: Chapter 473: Keen Interest
Yan Feifanās professional ethics were top-notch.
Naturally, he wouldnāt intentionally sabotage the surgery or give anything less than his full effort over such a trivial matter.
However, Yan Feifan had absolutely no desire to hear Cui Boās voice anymore, so he gestured for the anesthesiologist to shut him up.
Letting Cui Bo find out that Yan Feifan was Yu Suyeās boyfriend right before he went under was a form of punishment in itself.
āLet him have a few more nightmares...ā
The most difficult part of the reconstructive surgery on Cui Boās right hand was determining how much bone to shave off after re-fracturing the healed phalanges.
When bones heal, calluses, or new bone growth, form at the fracture site.
Some young people, dissatisfied with their height, use this method of breaking and resetting their leg bones to stimulate new growth, essentially making themselves "grow" again.
If done correctly, this procedure can add three to five centimetersāor even moreāto a personās height.
And as a bonus, they get a pair of long legs.
However, Yan Feifan didnāt recommend this method of limb lengthening.
Breaking the leg bones causes significant trauma to the body and can lead to considerable long-term complications. During damp, cold weather, the pain from legs that have been repeatedly broken can be excruciating.
As for re-fracturing Cui Boās recently healed phalanges, Yan Feifan had run multiple simulations in his mind.
He had performed repeated calculations for each injured phalanx to determine the optimal amount of bone to shave away.
Yan Feifan was striving for perfection: a fraction more would be too long, a fraction less would be too short. He had to shave them down to be just right.
Of course, he knew this was incredibly difficult to achieve.
Besides the properties of bone healing itself, the recovery speed was also closely tied to the patientās postoperative physical and mental condition, nutrition, rest, exercise, and other unique factors.
All Yan Feifan could do was give it his absolute best.
Cui Boās right-hand injury was exceedingly complex. In addition to readdressing the healed fractures, there were also old vascular, tendon, joint, and nerve injuries that needed repair.
You could say it was a full house of injuries.
Considering Yu Suyeās specialization was in physical trauma repair, Yan Feifan treated this surgery as a teaching demonstration.
He operated meticulously, patiently explaining each step as he went.
Yu Suye cherished this rare learning opportunity, watching, listening, and learning with intense focus...
Around 5:00 p.m., after finishing the surgery, Yan Feifan went to the family waiting area outside the surgical wing. He briefly updated Cui Boās parents, who had rushed in from out of town, on their sonās condition.
Afterward, he headed to the directorās office on the third floor to rest while he waited for Yu Suye to finish up the postoperative procedures and get the patient settled. Then, they would head back to their apartment complex together.
"Mr. Yan..."
Seeing Tian Yu pop out from her hiding spot, Yan Feifan placed a hand on her head and asked with a laugh, "Your exams are done. Why didnāt you go home? What are you doing here?"
Tian Yu shook her head, nuzzling against Yan Feifanās hand. "Itās been a while since Iāve seen you and Ruoruo," she said with a grin. "I missed you guys, so I rushed right over."
Yan Feifan scoffed lightly. "You didnāt miss us, you missed the good food, right? I know you, you little foodie!"
Tian Yu chuckled and eagerly poured Yan Feifan a glass of water.
"A student is a national treasure before exams and a wild animal after. I know the drill."
"Thatās why I bolted over here the second my exams were finished."
"My dad has to take care of the other ānational treasureā at home, so he was more than happy to see me go. Heād rather I not be home causing trouble."
"Hey, Mr. Yan, what delicious things are we eating tonight?"
Yan Feifan, collapsed on the sofa, said listlessly, "Go ask Ruoruo what weāre eating. Let her handle it."
After calling Yan Ziruo, Tian Yu moved behind the sofa and started massaging Yan Feifanās shoulders.
"Mr. Yan, my math teacher actually came to my testing site today to ask who the VIP was that helped me."
"HEHE... My math teacher said that if all my classmates had paid attention and really understood that practice test you made, it wouldāve been easy for them to raise their scores on the high school entrance exam by twenty or thirty points."
Yan Feifan said smugly, "Math is the subject that really separates the scores. I put a lot of work into that test, so of course it was effective."
He stretched his arms comfortably and said in surprise, "Xiaoyu, youāve gotten pretty good at giving massages."
"Did you take lessons or something?"
Tian Yu smiled proudly. "My momās pregnant, and sheās gotten so fussy. Every day she comes home, sheās complaining about one ache or another."
"My mom is the number one ānational treasureā in the house, so Dad and I learned some basic massage techniques online to take good care of her."
Tian Yu moved to the front of the sofa, sat down next to Yan Feifan, and started massaging his arms.
"Mr. Yan, my math teacher wants to treat you to dinner. He wants to meet you."
Yan Feifan said dismissively, "Forget it. I donāt have the time, and thereās no reason to."
"Your entrance exams are over, so I wonāt be dealing with that stuff anymore."
Just then, the office door opened, and Wang Chuan walked in.
Heād also had surgery today, but his had finished early. He had just been making his rounds.
Making rounds through all fifty or sixty rooms in the plastic surgery center took a considerable amount of time.
The ever-thoughtful Tian Yu proactively poured a glass of water for Wang Chuan.
"The third batch of volunteers have all had their surgeries."
Wang Chuan said gravely, "Based on the feedback from the first two batches of volunteers, there are no major adverse effects."
"But we still havenāt found a suitable method for postoperative pain management. They have to rely on anesthetic painkillers in the hospital to get through the first two weeks."
Yan Feifan sat up straight. "A simple and easy method for managing neuropathic pain isnāt easy to find."
"I guess Yanyan will have to endure it just like the other volunteers."
Wang Chuan sighed heavily. "I suppose thatās the only way. Fortunately, itās only for two weeks. Sheāll just have to bear it until itās over."
"Is it really that painful?" Tian Yu asked, concerned.
Yan Feifan thought for a moment. "Itās probably three or four times more painful than when you had your dislocated knuckle reset."
Hearing this, Tian Yu, who had firsthand experience with that pain, immediately went pale. "That painful? And for so many days?" she asked in shock.
"Can Yanyan handle that?"
Wang Chuan gave a faint smile. "Sheāll be in the hospital on a continuous pain pump. The pain level will be kept within a tolerable range."
"Of course, itāll still be very unpleasant."
"Yanyan is very tough. Sheāll get through it."
Then he added, "Xiaoyu, now that your exams are over, you should go visit Yanyan more often."
Tian Yu nodded. "Okay, Mr. Wang. Iāll go see Yanyan in a couple of days. We can exercise and play video games together."
Just then, Yan Feifan suddenly picked up his phone, held it to Tian Yuās ear, and played the pitter-patter of falling rain.
"Mr. Yan, what are you making me listen to?"
Yan Feifan pulled his phone back and said to Wang Chuan, "Director, this sound has no effect on my sister, on Su Ye, or on Xiaoyu."
"But the effect on you and me is quite pronounced. Itās making me more and more curious..."
They waited for another ten-odd minutes before Yu Suye returned.
Afterward, the group, along with Wang Chuan, headed back to Zuimo Court together.
The cocktail party Yan Feifan and Wang Chuan were invited to tonight didnāt start until 7:30.
It was the kind of reception for tasting wine and mingling, not for a full meal.
They needed to eat something at home first to line their stomachs...