Chapter 109: Chapter 109: There Are Always Weirdos

Yan Feifan didn’t end up seeing Zhao Xiaoting, but just before his shift ended, Qin Yue arrived wearing a large face mask.

Seeing she came alone, Yan Feifan asked in confusion, “Where’s your classmate, Zhao Xiaoting?”

“She’s recovering quite well, and she also had something to do, so she didn’t come.”

Qin Yue moved a little closer to Yan Feifan and slowly took off her mask.

“Mr. Yan, please take a look at the wound on my face!”

Yan Feifan saw a clearly visible, three-centimeter-long, red and swollen wound on her left cheek.

He put on rubber gloves, touched and examined the red and swollen wound, then checked the other three wounds on Qin Yue’s face, which were recovering reasonably well. He nodded slightly and said, “This wound is slightly inflamed.”

Yan Feifan then asked, “Has it always been like this?”

“Or did it just appear in the last couple of days?”

Qin Yue said with a worried expression, “It’s always been like this. The other three wounds were red and swollen for two or three days, and then they were fine.”

“Only this biggest wound has stayed red and swollen, and I’ve been taking anti-inflammatory medicine every day.”

Yan Feifan acknowledged her and said, “Don’t worry. It’s most likely an allergic reaction caused by the absorbable suture.”

“Once the suture has completely dissolved, the inflammation will disappear.”

Qin Yue asked, very confused, “An allergic reaction?”

“Mr. Yan, why didn’t the other three wounds have the same allergic reaction?”

Yan Feifan explained softly, “It’s an issue of quantitative versus qualitative change. Some substances will only trigger an allergic reaction in our bodies after they reach a certain amount.”

“The other three wounds are small, so not much suture material was used.”

This explanation from Yan Feifan made some sense, but it wasn’t the main reason for the allergic reaction.

In fact, he had already figured it out by touch.

Two different qualities of absorbable sutures had been used on Qin Yue’s face.

Absorbable sutures for cosmetic use, even though a single thread is only about twenty-something centimeters long, can vary greatly in price depending on the brand and quality.

A single one can cost anywhere from just over a hundred yuan to over a thousand.

Yan Feifan didn’t know if Qin Yue’s surgical bill reflected the prices of these two different qualities of sutures.

He had a dark suspicion that it probably didn’t.

Having worked at the hospital for several years, Yan Feifan had heard of such shady practices before.

However, this wasn’t something Yan Feifan could just bring up casually, so he could only give a vague explanation for now.

Qin Yue nodded and said, “I understand, Mr. Yan.”

“It’s just that…”

Qin Yue straightened her upper body, then leaned forward, getting closer to Yan Feifan again.

Yan Feifan smelled a faint, pleasant fragrance seep through his mask and into his nostrils.

He had to move away a little.

He saw Qin Yue point to the other wounds on her face, her lips forming a pout as she said in a coquettish voice, “Xiaoting had more wounds on her face than I did, and they were more severe.”

“But after a week of recovery, the difference is so obvious.”

“You can barely see the wounds on her face now unless you look closely.”

“Mr. Yan, now look at my three uninflamed wounds. They’re still so obvious…”

With a look like she was on the verge of tears, Qin Yue said, “Mr. Yan, the difference between that Dr. Fu and you is really…”

“And he’s an attending physician, too. It’s all my fault…”

“Sigh…”

Seeing her pitiful appearance, Yan Feifan comforted her, “Actually, Dr. Fu’s skill level is quite good.”

“Besides, wound recovery also has a lot to do with a person’s constitution.”

“Just rest up for a few more days. The results of your recovery definitely won’t be bad.”

“I hope so.”

Qin Yue elegantly dabbed the corner of her eye with a finger, then turned her profile to Yan Feifan.

“Mr. Yan, I feel like the tip of my nose isn’t delicate enough, and the curve of my chin isn’t very aesthetic either.”

“And also, my jaw seems a little too wide.”

“Mr. Yan, can these flaws be fixed to achieve the ideal effect through plastic surgery?”

Yan Feifan carefully looked at Qin Yue’s nose tip, chin, and jaw, then nodded. “It can be done.”

“However, your features are quite nice; you’re very beautiful. Besides, natural is most beautiful.”

“There’s no need for you to get more plastic surgery.”

Yan Feifan was being objective.

At this moment, even with the scars on her face, Qin Yue still looked quite charming and beautiful overall—a beauty who’d easily score a 90.

Qin Yue let out a long sigh and said, “Mr. Yan, you have no idea how fierce the competition is in the film and television industry.”

“I don’t have any connections or resources, so you could say my looks are my only asset.”

“The problem is, the entertainment circle is overflowing with beauties.”

“Only by achieving a truly celestial level of beauty will those big shots remember and favor you.”

“Mr. Yan…”

Qin Yue hugged Yan Feifan’s arm, rubbing her soft chest against it, her breath as fragrant as an orchid. “Mr. Yan, could you please ask your mentor to help me?”

“Pretty please?”

“I’ll repay you well.”

As she said this, Qin Yue lightly bit her lip, revealing a seductive expression that was both inviting and hesitant.

Although Yan Feifan was a bit slow in these matters, he wasn’t completely hopeless.

He pulled his arm back, took a step away from Qin Yue, and said in a flat, distant tone, “Ms. Qin, if you want plastic surgery, please go directly to the cosmetic surgery center to register. This is the emergency department.”

“And please don’t waste my time.”

Seeing that Qin Yue was about to press her body against him again, Yan Feifan took another step back and said in a heavier tone, “Ms. Qin, please have some self-respect.”

Qin Yue’s face instantly turned cold. She stood up straight, put her mask back on, and said with contempt in her voice, “You won’t even take a freebie when it falls in your lap.”

“What an idiot!”

After saying this, she stomped out…

Hearing her footsteps fade into the distance, Yan Feifan let out a long sigh of relief and shook his head, saying, “There really are all kinds of women out there…”

He checked the time—it was already past six in the evening. He tidied up a bit, then went to the research office on the second floor to change his clothes…

Carrying Guo Fan’s injury report, Yan Feifan walked out of the emergency lobby and saw another familiar, stunningly beautiful woman walking toward him.

“Song Yi, hi!”

Yan Feifan greeted her first before continuing, “I’m not in the mood, nor do I have the time to go eat with you right now.”

Song Yi said with a cool expression, “I didn’t come to ask you to dinner. I know you’ve run into some trouble.”

“Last time, you saved me. I don’t want to owe you a favor.”

“How about I take care of this for you?”

Yan Feifan waved his hands frantically. “No, no, that’s not necessary. Strictly speaking, this matter isn’t a big deal. We’re going to have a face-to-face negotiation with the other party tomorrow, and we should be able to reach a settlement.”

He quickly added, “As for saving you last time, that’s a serious overstatement.”

“I just gave you a push out of reflex. You don’t need to take it to heart.”

Song Yi snorted coldly. “To you, it was just a push, but to me, you saved my life.”

“I will definitely repay this debt.”

“Yan Feifan, if you ever have any problem you can’t solve, you can come to me anytime…”

Watching Song Yi turn and stride away, Yan Feifan muttered under his breath, “So eager to repay a favor.”

“There are weirdos every year, but this year has been particularly full of them…”

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