Overpowered Resident Doctor

Inside the locker room, Yu Suye, having changed her clothes, couldn't hold back anymore. She asked, "Director, how did my performance in this surgery compare to your star students?"

"Why don't you compare yourself with Feifan?" Chen Yu asked curiously.

Yu Suye sighed softly. "He's a total freak. I'm not going to embarrass myself like that."

Chen Yu chuckled and nodded. "That kid's skill level is indeed beyond the realm of normal comprehension. It's not fair to compare anyone to him."

"As for your performance..."

Chen Yu paused deliberately. Seeing Yu Suye staring at her intently, she couldn't help but smile. "It was commendable. Compared to my former star students at the same stage in their careers, you're significantly better."

Yu Suye let out a long sigh of relief. "That's a relief. Having Feifan, who's improving at such a ridiculous pace, as a benchmark makes me feel so slow. I was starting to lose confidence in myself."

Chen Yu said sympathetically, "When I'm around that kid, even I sometimes feel like the extra decades I've lived have been a complete waste."

"That kid's existence is purely to crush people's confidence."

Chen Yu suddenly asked out of curiosity, "Su Ye, you're his girlfriend now. What's he like as a boyfriend?"

"Does he make the cut?"

Yu Suye shook her head so vigorously it was almost a blur. "Director, you don't even need me to tell you. You can imagine it. He's a total block of wood—dense and completely clueless."

Chen Yu laughed. "Good boyfriends are made, not born. You just need to put in a little effort to train him."

"And there's another benefit to being his girlfriend: you get peace of mind. You never have to worry about someone else snatching him away."

Yu Suye shook her head. "I can't help but worry. Feifan is so exceptional. There are plenty of people who have their eyes on him."

Chen Yu did not like the sound of that.

Her expression immediately soured, and she gave Yu Suye the cold shoulder...

About ten minutes later, when Yu Suye left the surgical wing, she was pleasantly surprised to see Yan Feifan waiting for her and ran up to him.

"Feifan..."

Yu Suye watched as Yan Feifan brought his hands out from behind his back. In one hand, he held a yogurt drink, and in the other, a bar of chocolate.

"Replenish your fluids and energy first!"

She accepted them, beaming. 'Even this block of wood gets it sometimes,' she thought.

She ate her snack and drank her yogurt as she walked out of the Trauma Surgery Department with Yan Feifan.

"Hey, Feifan, you haven't asked me how the surgery went."

Yan Feifan gave a small smile. "With your skill, as long as you didn't have an off day, there's no question you could smoothly complete a nearly-standardized procedure like a digit replantation."

"There was no need to even ask."

"Smart answer."

Yu Suye giggled, then asked, "What about the child from the orphanage with the hand deformities?"

Yan Feifan said thoughtfully, "We can schedule it, but not for the immediate future. He's only five years old, after all. We need to prepare more thoroughly to ensure the best possible outcome."

After tonight's hands-on surgery, Yu Suye was also keenly aware that she still had some weak points.

She nodded. "I'll listen to you. We'll do more preparation."

The two of them walked in silence for a while.

Yu Suye opened her mouth several times, wanting to bring up their dinner conversation again, but the atmosphere wasn't right, and she couldn't bring herself to say the words.

"Su Ye..."

Yan Feifan stopped walking and turned to face Yu Suye.

Under the glow of the bright white streetlights, Yu Suye's flawless little face seemed even fairer. Her long eyelashes fluttered, as if sending ripples across her deep, dark eyes.

It was just...

Yan Feifan took out a tissue and wiped a small chocolate crumb from the corner of Yu Suye's mouth.

There. Yan Feifan felt much better now.

"About this 'real registration, fake marriage' business..."

Yan Feifan noticed that Yu Suye's expression had tensed and her hands had balled into small fists.

His heart immediately leaped into his throat.

Yan Feifan fought the urge to take a step back from Yu Suye. With a solemn expression, he said, "We can do it. I'm willing to cooperate."

"But..."

His palms were sweating. He forced himself to continue, "Strictly speaking, this is just like my behavior last night. It's another form of irresponsible escapism."

Terrified, Yan Feifan saw that she wasn't showing any signs of getting physical, so he quickly continued, "This decisive, act-first-and-ask-for-forgiveness-later approach of yours would undoubtedly be a devastating blow to your family."

"Family is family. You can't just sever the bonds of kinship and blood."

"Until we've exhausted every other possible effort and method, I don't recommend using this kind of ultimate move."

"Once you play this card, it might mean your relationship with your family is severed for good."

"That's not what you want, is it?"

Yan Feifan quickly declared his position. "Su Ye, I promise that from now on, I'll face this matter head-on with you. I won't delay or hide from your family anymore!"

"Su Ye, do you think what I'm saying makes sense?"

At this, Yan Feifan stared intently at Yu Suye, closely observing her facial expression and body language so he could react at a moment's notice.

He saw that Yu Suye's expression was grave, her gaze unreadably complex, leaving Yan Feifan completely unable to figure her out.

Suddenly, Yu Suye's right shoulder hitched up—a sure sign she was about to move her right arm.

On high alert, Yan Feifan acted on pure reflex, executing his preconceived contingency plan.

He threw his arms open, took a step forward, and in a move as swift as lightning, pulled Yu Suye into a hug—a death grip, really.

"Su Ye, you're so beautiful, you're really so beautiful."

This was the ultimate appeasement technique he had come up with.

It was said that hugs and compliments could quickly calm a furious woman, and could even turn her anger into joy.

To avoid getting hit, Yan Feifan had thrown caution to the wind this time, sacrificing himself to initiate the physical contact he so loathed.

Caught in the sudden hug, Yu Suye froze for a second.

Although his embrace was a bit stiff and his words of praise were flat and uninspired, she was still pleasantly surprised and savored the moment.

Yu Suye wrapped her arms around his waist, quietly enjoying this rare moment of initiative from him...

"You're not mad anymore, are you?"

"I wasn't mad!"

"Weren't you about to hit me just now?"

"I was just going to brush my hair back."

The moment she said that, Yu Suye found herself being pushed away.

Seeing Yan Feifan standing a meter away, looking as if he couldn't get away fast enough, it suddenly dawned on Yu Suye.

'So you actually thought I was going to hit you.'

A flash of anger ignited in Yu Suye's heart.

'I didn't want to hit you before, but now I really do.'

'But still, that hug just now felt so nice!'

Then another thought occurred to Yu Suye. No matter how you looked at it, Feifan's behavior just now was a huge improvement.

'This kind of behavior,' she mused, 'needs positive reinforcement, like training a puppy. I should encourage it so I can get more of the same.'

At this thought, a brilliant smile spread across Yu Suye's face.

"Feifan, you're right. We shouldn't resort to such a drastic measure until we've exhausted all other efforts and methods."

Yu Suye moved a little closer to Yan Feifan. "You said you'd face this head-on with me?"

Yan Feifan nodded and promised, "A gentleman keeps his word."

"Then what about my mom?"

"Tonight, I'll back you up, and we'll have a proper talk with your mother."

Yu Suye was very satisfied. She smiled. "Very good."

"So for now, we'll shelve the 'real registration, fake marriage' plan, and you and I will face the pressure from my family head-on."

"However, I have one condition."

"What condition?"

"That hug from before... let's do it again!"

"In your dreams!"

Yu Suye's eyes widened. "Are you going to hug me or not?" she said menacingly.