Chapter 494: Chapter 493: Spending Money Is a Skill, Too
Yan Feifan had originally scheduled the plastic surgery for Fang Yin, whose jaw had an ape-like protrusion, to begin at seven in the evening.
However, since Fang Yin had arrived at the plastic surgery center early that morning, and Yan Feifan had to get to Mr. Wangâs house that night, he moved her surgery up to three in the afternoon.
The key and most difficult part of Fang Yinâs surgery was setting her upper and lower jawbones back by an appropriate degree.
The degree of this setback needed to account for facial aesthetics while also maintaining the harmonious alignment of the upper and lower jaw.
In simpler terms, her bite.
If the bite alignment was poor, it would, over time, affect Fang Yinâs digestion and nutrient absorption, which in turn would impact her overall health.
Furthermore, under the long-term stress of chewing and impacts from the misaligned bite, the teeth and jaw would gradually shift to find a new equilibrium. This would affect the aesthetic alignment of her teeth, as well as the contour of her lips and cheeks.
Ordinarily, a plastic surgeon would use computer simulations and 3D-printed physical models to run multiple trials, combining the results with their own experience to determine the precise degree of setback.
For Yan Feifan, this was a rather simple matter.
He leveraged his almost cheat-code-like consciousness simulation world to complete the preoperative preparations quickly and effectively.
Yan Feifan not only quickly and efficiently determined the optimal setback for the jawbones, but also devised a plan for further sculpting and reshaping them to achieve the best possible aesthetic outcome.
During the operation, Yan Feifan was like a surgical robot running a precise program, steadily executing the plan he had designed.
He maintained his usual, steady surgical performance until the operation concluded at half past nine in the evening.
Yan Feifan left the post-operative work in the hands of his assistant, Lin Qian.
After cleaning up, he went to the parking lot and found that it wasnât Feng Jian waiting for him, but Mr. Wang.
As for Yu Suye, she had gotten off work in the evening and gone to Phoenix Tail Mountain with Yan Ziruo and Tian Yu.
"Iâm here to give you a ride. I already sent Feng Jian home. Hop in."
Wang Chuan explained. After Yan Feifan settled into the passenger seat, he asked with concern, "You look a little grim. Did you get some bad news?"
Yan Feifan shook his head. "The two brain tumor patients have both woken up, and their test results are all within expected parameters."
"Iâm just worried about this last operation..."
He said worriedly, "The upper and lower jawbones were completely severed, sculpted, and reattached. Iâm concerned about potential nerve damage in areas like the tooth roots."
"I believe I was as careful and meticulous as possible, but Iâm still uncertain about the possibility of minute nerve damage."
Wang Chuan started the car and said comfortingly, "Itâs not just you. No doctor would dare to guarantee against minute nerve damage."
"The network of fine nerve branches in the jaw is extremely complex."
After a pause, Wang Chuan changed the subject. "That celebrity from the Sunshine Film and Television reception, the one who stood you up? She contacted me again today."
Yan Feifan just said, "Oh," as Wang Chuan continued, "I told her straight out that your schedule is completely booked."
Wang Chuan said with contempt, "Some celebrities get a little fame and think the whole world revolves around them."
"Feifan, put her on your blacklist."
Yan Feifan grunted in acknowledgment.
Wang Chuan added with a smile, "Feifan, Sunshine Film and Television and Shao Jun still havenât gotten back to us. Theyâre probably angry about our ultimatum, or maybe they think itâs just a negotiation tactic."
"Feifan, if they keep dragging this out and donât respond..."
Yan Feifan made a decision on the spot. "Mr. Wang, if they havenât responded by the end of tomorrow, weâll assume theyâre refusing to cooperate."
"Itâs not like weâve signed a formal agreement anyway."
Wang Chuan chuckled, then sighed with admiration. "Only you would have the guts to turn down a six-million-yuan surgery."
Yan Feifan rolled his eyes and complained, "They say itâs a tempting six million, but the hospital takes half, the center takes another cut, and what actually ends up in my hands is just over two million."
"Thereâs nothing to be done, those are the hospitalâs regulations!"
Wang Chuan replied helplessly, then his tone turned serious. "Feifan, youâre not short on money these days. Donât ever do anything foolish like taking on private surgeries or accepting off-the-books payments just for a bigger fee."
"When youâre under the hospitalâs protection, if something unexpected happens, the hospital will step in and handle it. At most, the person responsible gets a disciplinary mark on their record. The absolute worst-case scenario is losing your medical license."
"But if youâre moonlighting and an accident happens, youâre basically looking at jail time."
Wang Chuan warned sternly, "Feifan, donât think you wonât get caught just because youâre being discreet."
"Never mind the fact that countless people are watching your every move. Secrets always have a way of getting out."
"Besides, what you think is a discreet opportunity might just be a trap someone has set for you."
Yan Feifan chuckled. "Mr. Wang, Iâm a law-abiding citizen. I wouldnât do something so foolish as to risk a lot for a little."
As he drove the car onto the overpass, Wang Chuan shot him a sideways glance.
"Itâs good that you realize that."
"Frankly..."
Wang Chuan admitted, "Given the life you and Ziruo had growing up, and how quickly and easily youâve been making money recently..."
"Iâve been worried that you and Ziruo might lose your heads and be led astray by this sudden fortune."
"But from what Iâve seen so far, both you and Ziruo are doing great. Youâve both managed to stay true to yourselves."
Yan Feifan pursed his lips. "Mr. Wang, Iâve of course been consistent from the very beginning. My mission is to pursue the pinnacle of medicine."
"My sister, on the other hand, is a different story. Sheâs changed so much."
"Oh? How has she changed?" Wang Chuan asked, his interest piqued.
Yan Feifan said, full of dissatisfaction, "When she buys clothes and shoes now, the first thing she looks at is the brand. If itâs not some trendy, well-known label, she wonât buy it."
"And her cosmetics... Mr. Wang, you have no idea. Her vanity is piled high with all sorts of bottles and jars."
"Su Ye told me that everything on my sisterâs vanity, all added up, is worth as much as a mid-range sedan."
Wang Chuan couldnât help but laugh. "Arenât most women like that these days? When thereâs extra money in the house, theyâre willing to invest a lot in their appearance."
"Besides, youâre earning several million a month. Is it really a big deal for your sister to spend a few hundred thousand of it?"
"Being able to spend money is a skill in itself!"
"If you only earn and never spend, like some kind of Grandet, how are you supposed to stimulate domestic demand and keep the economy going?"
"Am I right?"
He glanced at Yan Feifan again and chuckled. "And what youâre wearing, inside and out, thatâs all designer stuff too, isnât it?"
Yan Feifan explained, "Iâm never picky about brands for my clothes and shoes. I just wear whatever my sister and Su Ye buy for me."
"Compared to my income, what my sister spends isnât a lot. But if you compare it to how she used to be, her spending has escalated way too quickly."
He recalled, "Just a few months ago, she was still pinching pennies, buying off-season sale items and high-end knockoffs. Now, sheâs only after the latest authentic products."
"I figure in a little while, sheâll be aiming for global limited-edition designer items."
Wang Chuan laughed. "Nothing to worry about there. Itâs not like you canât afford it."
"A truly successful man is one who can let his partner and family shop to their heartsâ content, without ever having to look at the price tag."
Yan Feifan rolled his eyes and sighed. "If this keeps up, Iâm afraid no one will dare marry her. Sheâll be stuck on my hands."
Wang Chuan couldnât help but chuckle. "Youâre worried about that? I hear several handsome young guys from the hospital are pursuing her."
"For real? My sister never mentioned it to me."
Yan Feifan was a little surprised and pressed, "Mr. Wang, do you know who they are?"
"To be honest, I donât approve of my sister getting involved with a doctor."
"Why?" Wang Chuan asked curiously.
Yan Feifan huffed. "If theyâre not skilled, I wonât approve. If they are skilled, theyâll never have time for family."
"I want my sister to find someone who will dote on her and love her."
"It doesnât matter if the guy makes money or not. I can support their whole family now anyway."
Wang Chuan chuckled teasingly, "And just a moment ago, you were complaining about your sisterâs lavish spending."
Just then, Yan Feifanâs phone rang.
He looked and saw it was a call from his sister.
"When are you guys going to get here? Weâve got the barbecue all ready, just waiting for you to get back..."