Overpowered Resident Doctor-Chapter 134: A Class Act

If your girlfriend fell into a septic tank and needed CPR after being pulled out, would you save her?

Yan Feifan had always thought this was just an internet joke.

But tonight, he had run into a very similar situation in real life.

A well-dressed woman had fainted on the ground, her body, head, and face splattered with a foul yellow and white substance.

Ouyang Yanran and another of her close friends were standing to the side, at a complete loss.

They had also been splattered with some of the filth.

Yan Feifan noticed the fallen woman’s face was flushed crimson. He checked for breathing and found it was very faint.

He quickly felt for the woman’s pulse...

Thank goodness. There was a heartbeat—not weak, but a bit fast.

Yan Feifan’s initial assessment was that she might be choking.

Just then, a few waiters from the Paris Restaurant came running over with water and towels.

After giving the unconscious woman a quick rinse, Yan Feifan immediately performed the Heimlich maneuver.

But it had no effect. Her breathing was still faint.

Yan Feifan revised his diagnosis. It wasn’t choking. It could be laryngeal edema from an irritant, a tracheal spasm, or respiratory distress from extreme shock.

She was still breathing faintly, which meant her airway was still open.

In this situation, there was only one way to increase her air intake: artificial respiration.

But should he perform it, or not?

For Yan Feifan, the answer was simple.

As a doctor, in a situation like this, he had a duty and responsibility to provide medical aid.

So, he had no choice.

Yan Feifan quickly cleared the foreign matter from the woman’s mouth, placed a restaurant towel over it, and began artificial respiration.

After more than a dozen rescue breaths, Yan Feifan found it was becoming easier to exhale, less strenuous. At the same time, he felt the woman’s body stir beneath him.

He immediately understood: the woman’s normal breathing had returned, and she had regained consciousness!

Yan Feifan checked her breathing again, confirming his assessment.

However, after he stood up, he saw that the woman’s eyes were still closed, her body lying completely still and rigid.

Yan Feifan gave it a second thought and understood.

’In a situation like this, pretending to be unconscious is the smart choice.’

"Mr. Yan, my friend, she..."

Facing Ouyang Yanran’s concerned inquiry, Yan Feifan chose his words carefully. "She fainted from shock, or perhaps from extreme anger. Her breathing is back to normal now, so she’s not in any serious danger."

"To be on the safe side, it would be best to take her to a hospital for a check-up."

Noticing the woman was still covered in filth and soaking wet, Yan Feifan added, "It would be best for her to take a hot shower and change her clothes first."

At that moment, Wang Chuan spoke up, "We’re in a hotel. Let’s get a room so she can wash up!"

Ouyang Yanran immediately caught on, took out her phone, and called the service line for the Junyue Grand Hotel...

After hanging up, Ouyang Yanran said gratefully, "Mr. Yan, thank you for helping."

"I got an extra room. You should go wash up too!"

Only then did Yan Feifan realize that he had gotten some of the... unspeakable substance on himself during the rescue.

The smell clinging to him was also quite unpleasant.

So, he didn’t refuse...

In room 1106 of the Junyue Grand Hotel, Yan Feifan took a long, hot shower. When he came out wearing a bathrobe, he saw Wang Chuan, his sister, and Xiaoyu chatting over tea.

"Feifan, the hotel staff already took your clothes to be laundered. They said..."

Yan Ziruo checked the time and continued, "They should be dry and sent back in about half an hour."

Yan Feifan hummed in acknowledgment, then heard Tian Yu say with a gossipy look, "Mr. Yan, they still haven’t caught the guy who threw the... stuff."

"He must have planned it in advance..."

Yan Feifan interrupted, "Xiaoyu, are you silly? Of course it was planned in advance. How else would he have prepared the... materials for the crime?"

"Let’s not talk about this. It’s disgusting. We came out for a nice meal and ran into this..."

As he spoke, he moved closer to Yan Ziruo. "Sis, give me a sniff. Do I still smell?"

"Go, go... stay away from me."

Yan Ziruo pushed Yan Feifan away with a look of disgust.

But Tian Yu leaned in, sniffed Yan Feifan with her little nose, and said cheerfully, "Mr. Yan, you smell just like fresh shower gel! It’s a nice smell, not a bad one at all."

Pleased, Yan Feifan patted her on the head.

"You little flatterer!"

Yan Ziruo teased, then said with a sigh, "That woman is going to be infamous in the socialite circle after this. She’ll probably hide at home for a long time and not go out."

"Hey, Chief, do you know her?"

Wang Chuan shook his head. "Of the three of them, I only know Ouyang Yanran."

He sighed softly and added, "This so-called socialite circle is a complicated world. The scheming and backstabbing are like something out of an imperial court drama."

"With a method of attack like throwing filth, there’s a high probability the mastermind is also a woman."

After a pause, Wang Chuan changed the subject. "The Paris Restaurant got caught in the crossfire. Their business will probably take a major hit for the next few days."

"When we paid the bill, the manager even gave us a rare 32% discount. One reason was that we stepped up to help, and the other was because our dining experience was ruined."

Just then, there was a knock on the door.

Tian Yu trotted over to open it and saw a tall, beautiful woman in a dark, professional-style dress standing outside.

"Hello, is Mr. Yan Feifan here?"

"Yes!"

Hearing the question, Yan Feifan called out and walked over to the door in a few steps. He saw the woman in the professional dress handing over several shopping bags.

"Mr. Yan, these are the clothes Ms. Ouyang placed an express order for. Please sign for them!"

Yan Ziruo, who had come over at the sound of voices, looked at the letters and logo printed on the outside of the bags and exclaimed in surprise, "Armani!"

Yan Feifan signed, saw the woman off, and turned around to see his sister and Xiaoyu had already taken all the clothes out of the bags.

A light-colored, thin casual blazer, a matching pair of casual pants, a striped short-sleeve T-shirt, and a leather belt.

Yan Feifan picked up the T-shirt and sized it up. "Chief, this outfit must be worth a lot, right?"

Wang Chuan looked them over and said, "Probably around seven or eight thousand yuan."

"This Yanran sure knows how to handle things."

"Just accept it. You’ll have plenty of opportunities to interact with her again in the future..."

Yan Feifan took the clothes into the bathroom to change. The moment he came out, he heard Tian Yu exclaim, "Clothes make the man! Mr. Yan, you look so handsome and stylish!"

Yan Feifan reached out and flicked Tian Yu on the forehead, correcting her, "You don’t even know how to give a proper compliment. You should say that a dashingly handsome man like me looks good in anything."

"Feifan, you’ve gotten a lot more narcissistic than before."

Yan Ziruo stepped forward to adjust Yan Feifan’s collar, then took a step back and said with satisfaction, "Not bad. It fits you well..."

The three of them waited another ten-plus minutes for the hotel to deliver their dried clothes, then left the room.

Considering it would be awkward to say goodbye in person under the circumstances, Wang Chuan just sent Ouyang Yanran a voice message...

After the chaotic turn of events, the Yan siblings and Tian Yu didn’t get back to Zuimo Court until almost midnight.

Once inside, Yan Feifan casually asked, "Do you guys want something else to eat? If not..."

"Yes!"

Yan Ziruo gave a short reply, then added, "Feifan, no need to rush. As long as it’s ready after I take off my makeup and wash up, that’s fine."

Tian Yu also giggled. "Mr. Yan, I want some too..."