Overpowered Resident Doctor-Chapter 60: I Put in the Effort, You Benefit

In a corner of the first-floor lobby of the Plastic Surgery Center, seven or eight pretty nurses stood neatly in a row.

Dong Xue, from the Administration and Human Resources office, made the introduction. "Mr. Yan, these are the nurses at our center who are currently available for reassignment."

"Who among them do you think would be the most suitable assistant for you?"

Yan Feifan looked over the women before him.

He had to admit, the nurses working at the Plastic Surgery Center were of high quality. From slender to curvaceous, every one of them was very pleasing to the eye.

Except for one of them.

Ye Lin, standing at the very end, wasn’t bad-looking; her features were about on the same level as the others.

In fact, she might even have been a cut above.

But Ye Lin’s height, a meter fifty-five at most, was a major drawback.

The other women were at least ten centimeters taller than her.

Seeing Ye Lin periodically making faces at him, Yan Feifan couldn’t help but chuckle. He pointed at Ye Lin and said to Wang Chuan, "Director, let’s go with her!"

"We’ve worked together in the emergency department, so we’re familiar with each other!"

Wang Chuan just shook his head and reminded him, "Ye Lin has been working for less than two years, and she’s never been a surgical nurse."

"On top of that, she just got here. She doesn’t know the people or the place. How is she supposed to coordinate your work and handle pre-op preparations?"

"How about this..."

Wang Chuan pointed to the second woman from the left, a slightly curvy woman with short, ear-length hair, and introduced her. "This is Meng Yao. She just came back to work after her maternity leave."

"She’s a veteran employee at the center. She used to work with Dr. Zhu, who left a while ago to start his own business."

Wang Chuan looked at Meng Yao and gave a direct order. "Meng Yao, starting tonight, you’ll take Ye Lin under your wing and assist Mr. Yan together."

"Everyone else, you can get back to work."

At his words, the others dispersed, leaving Meng Yao and Ye Lin behind.

Yan Feifan, remembering what Mr. Wang had just said, showed a rare moment of consideration. "Meng Yao, you just had a baby, and most of my surgeries here are scheduled at night."

"Will that be convenient for you?"

Meng Yao gave a faint smile and said, "It’s very convenient, Mr. Yan. I take care of the baby during the day, and my husband watches the baby at night."

"Working the evening shift is exactly what I was hoping for."

Just then, Wang Chuan spoke again. "At 8:30, Mr. Yan will be the lead surgeon for a minor facial scar removal surgery in Operating Room Five!"

"At 9:30, he’ll perform a second one in Operating Room Six."

"Meng Yao, you and Ye Lin should go and prepare now..."

As the two women left to get to work, Yan Feifan suggested, "Director, should I go to the ward now to meet the patients?"

Wang Chuan shook his head. "No need. Their scars are much easier to deal with than Liu Yan’s facial scar."

"For you, it’s a piece of cake."

Yan Feifan insisted, "I should still see them."

"I’m the lead surgeon. How can I not speak with my own patients before operating?"

Wang Chuan had no choice but to confess, "I just told the two of them that their lead surgeon would be my proudest and most outstanding student."

"Feifan, you have the skill, but your face..."

Wang Chuan pointed to Yan Feifan’s face and continued, "You look too young, barely in your early twenties."

Yan Feifan said glumly, "Director, I’m twenty-four this year. It’s not wrong to say I’m in my early twenties."

Wang Chuan gave a slightly awkward smile, covering up. "The skill you demonstrate in surgery makes me forget your real age."

He then sighed, "But patients don’t know that. They’re used to judging a book by its cover."

"I’m worried they’ll change their minds after they see you."

Yan Feifan was a little speechless. "Director, this is deception!"

"How am I deceiving anyone? This is being flexible!"

Wang Chuan said with a straight face, "Have I told them a single lie? Besides, I’ll be participating in the surgery too."

"Even though you’re the lead surgeon, you’re operating under the title of my student. I’m still the one primarily responsible."

"The post-operative recovery results are also guaranteed."

Wang Chuan placed a hand on Yan Feifan’s shoulder. "The surgical procedures and arrangements are absolutely fine. You just focus on being the lead surgeon."

"Once the post-op results for Liu Yan and these two are out, you’ll have solid proof of your abilities, and we won’t have to do this anymore."

Given Wang Chuan’s insistence and persuasion, Yan Feifan ultimately didn’t go to see the patients.

He only familiarized himself with the specific location and size of the scars that needed to be removed through their examination data and photos...

At 8:30 PM, the first surgery began on time.

Lead Surgeon: Yan Feifan. Surgical Assistant and Supervising Instructor: Wang Chuan. Anesthesiologist: Luo Zhen. Scrub Nurse: Meng Yao. Circulating Nurse: Ye Lin.

For Yan Feifan, the difficulty of this surgery was indeed low.

He only needed to remove a three-by-six-centimeter burn scar from the patient’s right cheek.

Yan Feifan cleanly and quickly excised the keloid tissue and tidied up the scarred muscle tissue.

Next, he took a patch of skin from the patient’s left abdomen, which had been prepared and stretched using a subcutaneous tissue expander.

Finally, Yan Feifan grafted this piece of skin onto the face...

The entire operation took thirty-one minutes.

And that was with Yan Feifan deliberately controlling his pace and striving for perfection.

If there was one thing Yan Feifan was unsatisfied with during the surgery, it was Meng Yao’s performance.

Perhaps because she had just returned to work from maternity leave, her skills were a bit rusty.

Compared to Jio Xin, whom he had worked with last time, Meng Yao’s professional skills were clearly a level below...

The second surgery, which began at 9:30, was completed by Yan Feifan in just twenty-six minutes...

Yan Feifan returned to his residence at Zuimo Court at 10:40 PM, a little earlier than usual.

As soon as he walked through the door, he was hit by a strong, unpleasant smell and shouted in displeasure, "Sis, you’re eating durian in the living room again!"

Rounding the entryway, Yan Feifan saw that the living room coffee table was covered in the hard, spiky shells of a durian.

His sister was holding a large piece of durian flesh, eating with great delight.

"Sis, didn’t we make a pact that you have to eat durian in your own room?"

Yan Ziruo giggled. "That pact was made at our home in Happiness Garden, not here."

Seeing Yan Feifan’s expression turn sour, Yan Ziruo quickly changed her tune. "Alright, fine, I was wrong this time."

"Next time I eat durian, I’ll definitely hide in my room."

Then she explained, "This durian was a gift from Deng Ye."

"He brought his dad to the hospital today. He knows I love durian, so he specifically bought two big ones to thank you for your help."

Yan Feifan said sulkily, "I’m the one who did the work, so how come you’re the one enjoying the benefits?"

Yan Ziruo chuckled slyly. "We’re brother and sister, why draw such a clear line between us?"

"Me benefiting is the same as you benefiting."

She quickly changed the subject. "Tonight, Yanyan and I were chatting on the phone, and we even teamed up to play some games..."

Just then, Yan Feifan’s phone rang.

He took out his phone and was surprised to see it was a call from Xiao Man.

Yan Feifan answered the call. "Good evening, Mr. Xiao."

"Hello, Mr. Yan!"

"Sorry to bother you so late. I just wanted to let you know that I’m going to the Affiliated Hospital for surgery tomorrow."

Yan Feifan was a little confused. "I thought you’d already had the surgery."

Xiao Man’s explanation followed over the phone. "For one thing, I still had some work to take care of."

"For another, I wanted to really think about my present and future and make some arrangements."

"It’s still cancer, after all. Better to be safe than sorry!"

Yan Feifan reassured her, "Your type of cancer isn’t scary at all..."

As he said this, the face of a cute little girl inexplicably appeared in his mind.

An idea struck him, and he asked eagerly, "Mr. Xiao, you must know quite a few famous people, right?"

"The hospital’s Plastic Surgery Center has a charity program..."