Overpowered Resident Doctor

When a woman asks for your opinion on a purchase, the wisest course of action, if circumstances permit, is simply to go along with her wishes and offer a few words of agreement.

That way, she's happy, you're happy, and everyone's happy.

If you go against her wishes and insist on your own opinion, you'll end up just like Yan Feifan—facing brutal physical suppression.

"See? You agreed in the end anyway. Did you have to make me get rough?"

Yan Ziruo released her brother's ear and began to earnestly persuade him, "Feifan, we don't need to save up for a house, and you don't have any expensive hobbies."

"So what are we saving money for?"

"To be like Gorantai?"

Yan Ziruo patted Yan Feifan's shoulder and continued, "Feifan, we need to adapt to our changing circumstances and adjust our perspective on spending."

"With your medical skills, we don't have to worry about our future income. Therefore, our spending habits need an upgrade."

"We can afford a car that costs over a million yuan right now."

"Not to mention we have several million more coming in over the next month or two."

"Feifan, tell me, am I right?"

Yan Feifan rubbed his tormented left earlobe and quickly agreed, "Sis, you're right."

"Actually, it's not that I want to be like Gorantai."

He tried to justify his earlier refusal to buy a luxury car, "I wanted to save up a lot of money, but it was actually for you, Sis."

"For me?" Yan Ziruo's eyes widened slightly.

Yan Feifan nodded and said seriously, "Sis, haven't you always wanted to find a tall, rich, and handsome boyfriend?"

"I was thinking, if we have money and you become a wealthy woman, you could lower your standards a bit and find a boyfriend more easily, right?"

"Aww, Feifan, you really are the best little brother."

Visibly touched, Yan Ziruo cupped Yan Feifan's face and squished his cheeks, then gave his left earlobe another rub.

"I was too rash. I didn't appreciate your good intentions."

"It doesn't hurt anymore, does it?"

Yan Feifan grunted, "It doesn't hurt anymore."

He prayed inwardly, 'Oh, God, please let some guy hurry up and marry this woman so I can finally be free.'

"Feifan, I've decided. In addition to buying the car, we're also going to hire a full-time housekeeper to cook and clean."

Yan Ziruo added thoughtfully, "Your studies and work are only going to get busier."

"It would be outrageous of me, as your big sister, to keep letting you use your precious time to cook and clean."

"We absolutely have to hire a housekeeper to free you up from simple chores."

As soon as he heard this, Yan Feifan knew. 'This must be Yu Suye's doing.'

'She's probably the one who put the idea of buying a luxury car in my sister's head, too.'

Yan Feifan turned his head toward the attic stairs and saw half a figure peeking out, only for it to vanish in a flash.

He grumbled to himself.

'I'll remember this.'

After washing up, Yan Feifan returned to his room to flesh out the details of Wang Dongdong's plastic surgery plan.

He had already established the guiding principle for the procedure.

To optimize her facial features and enhance her overall looks as much as possible, all while inflicting minimal damage to the facial bones.

To ensure the results were as long-lasting as possible, Yan Feifan needed to make his adjustments in harmony with the natural contours of her facial bones and the orientation of her facial muscles.

This required Yan Feifan to consider every last detail…

「The next day, Friday.」

Yan Feifan and Wang Chuan were cooped up in the office, discussing Wang Dongdong's plastic surgery plan.

The plan was based on Yan Feifan's design, with Wang Chuan using his vast clinical experience to fill in the gaps and refine the details.

Looking at the gradually materializing surgical plan, Wang Chuan said with a hint of longing, "Feifan, this surgery for Wang Dongdong is basically a full-face reconstruction. An opportunity to practice this is incredibly rare."

As he said this, Wang Chuan noticed that Yan Feifan's brow was slightly furrowed, as if he wasn't satisfied with the plan.

A thought occurred to him, and he suggested, "This is a major surgery involving all of her facial features. Having the surgery tomorrow does seem a bit rushed."

"Feifan, how about we postpone the surgery until next week?"

"That way, we can prepare more meticulously and won't be in such a hurry."

Yan Feifan mulled it over for a moment, then shook his head. "Chief, preparing for too long doesn't necessarily yield the best results."

"Personally, I believe the very first plan that came to mind, the one I didn't overthink, was the best and most suitable one for Wang Dongdong's facial contours."

"This current plan, after our repeated revisions and refinements…"

Yan Feifan visualized the outcome in his mind once more and said, sounding a little dissatisfied, "Chief, I feel that while it's more refined in the minor details, it has lost its original overall harmony."

Wang Chuan was taken aback for a second. He asked for confirmation, "Feifan, are you saying that the more we revise it, the worse it gets?"

Yan Feifan nodded gently.

Wang Chuan said slowly, "Worse with every change… Could it be that my suggestions for revision were wrong?"

Suddenly, an idea struck Wang Chuan, and he smiled.

"Feifan, if you and I look at two women who are both beautiful, we'll both agree they are beauties."

"However, we would most likely have a serious disagreement over which of them is more beautiful."

"Everyone agrees on the broad strokes of aesthetics."

"But when it comes to the specific, fine details of beauty, it's all subjective. It's a matter of 'to each their own,' and everyone has slightly different tastes."

At this, Wang Chuan smiled brightly. "Feifan, aside from the technical issues I brought up, I want you to discard all of my other suggestions regarding the facial features. Don't use a single one."

"My aesthetic suggestions, mixed into your overall vision, are bound to create some disharmony."

Yan Feifan nodded. "Chief, I'll remove every last one of them."

Wang Chuan couldn't help but shake his head. "You're not holding back at all, are you…"

As lunchtime approached, Yan Feifan received a call from Lo Jun.

The moment the call connected, Lo Jun's voice came through. "Xiaoyan, I have some bad news."

"I was discussing the police officer's surgical plan with Mr. Hao from General Surgery, and he brought up an issue."

"Specifically, the patient's physical condition and the state of his liver. We just had Mr. Wang come to the hospital for an examination."

"Xiaoyan, the man has severe cirrhosis of the liver."

A soft sigh from Lo Jun came through the phone. "The man said he's always been a drinker."

"His health has been poor for the last two or three years, and so has his mood, so his drinking got even heavier."

"This means your proposals for a liver transplant and for the resection of the medial segment of the left lobe are both no longer feasible."

"The only viable option now is to remove the left kidney, using a lateral surgical position."

"Xiaoyan, the problem is, it's not easy to find a surgeon who is bold yet meticulous, with the superb skills this requires."

"Have you… considered performing the surgery yourself?"

Just as he hung up with Mr. Lo, Yan Feifan got another call. This time, it was Yu Suye.

"Feifan, the people from Baining Medical Technology are here."

"I didn't expect their lead negotiator to be my older brother."

"Feifan, would you like to have lunch with us?"