Yan Feifan was in the neurosurgery lab. He made some brief preparations and waited for about ten minutes before a young doctor in scrubs rushed in with the experiment samples.

These were four tumors, the smallest the size of a peanut, the largest like a quail’s egg.

They were pale in color and soft to the touch, much like the yolks inside a hen, and their shapes were somewhat irregular.

Not long ago, these tumors had been inside a patient’s spinal canal.

After being successfully removed by the neurosurgeons, they were sent to Yan Feifan at the earliest opportunity.

The experiment Yan Feifan needed to conduct was to inject 95% concentration ethanol into these tumors and observe the changes.

However, the data from this experiment could only serve as a limited reference.

This was because the pressure, temperature, humidity, and other conditions the tumors were subjected to inside the spinal canal were quite different from the conditions in the lab.

Moreover, every person’s tumors are different.

Yan Feifan’s main purpose for this experiment was to verify the potential margin of error in the data he had deduced.

After inspecting the physical characteristics of each tumor one by one, Yan Feifan cut open the second smallest one to analyze its internal structure and estimate its density, permeability, and so on.

At the same time, Yan Feifan’s brain went into overdrive, like an overclocked computer. It began calculating and simulating with all its might, factoring in the tumors’ original environment.

A full ten minutes passed before Yan Feifan, beads of sweat forming on his forehead, finally simulated a result.

He picked up the puncture needle filled with ethanol and inserted it directly into the center of the largest tumor on the tray.

Then, Yan Feifan carefully injected 4.6 milliliters of ethanol into it…

Next, all Yan Feifan had to do was wait patiently and observe…

There were four tumors in total. One was dissected for analysis and observation, while Yan Feifan used the other three for the verification experiment.

The experiment began at 3:30 in the afternoon and didn’t conclude until 7:20 in the evening.

The verification results could be described as neither good nor bad.

After the ethanol injection, the rate and extent of the tumors’ dehydration and shrinkage were just barely within the maximum acceptable margin of error from Yan Feifan’s simulation.

This result was still acceptable.

It showed that the various factors Yan Feifan had adopted for his simulation were not wrong in any major way.

However, there was still significant room for optimization and improvement.

After tidying up the lab, Yan Feifan slowly walked out of the neurosurgery building, contemplating how to optimize his calculation model.

“Mr. Yan…”

A sudden shout interrupted Yan Feifan’s thoughts.

Before he could even figure out where the voice had come from, he was suddenly surrounded by a group of six or seven women.

“Mr. Yan, hello!”

“Hello, Mr. Yan!”

“Mr. Yan, I’m Luo Wei’s good friend, Zhang Aiqi…”

It was only then that Yan Feifan recognized the one who had called out to him: Luo Wei, Mrs. Xv’s niece.

Having had cosmetic surgery, she was dressed in a tasteful, form-fitting, and expensive-looking lavender outfit, standing two or three meters away like a proud swan.

“Alright, everyone, quiet down!”

Luo Wei shouted authoritatively, silencing the chattering women, and walked closer to Yan Feifan.

“Mr. Yan, I made my debut at the company and in front of my friends today…”

Luo Wei’s face was flushed with excitement, and her voice was a little strained. “When they saw me, they all had this look of total disbelief.”

She rubbed her own face and continued, “They kept pinching my face over and over. It’s almost swollen from all the pinching, hehe…”

“Mr. Yan, these colleagues and friends came here specifically to consult with you about plastic surgery.”

“We knew you were conducting an experiment in here and didn’t dare to disturb you, so we’ve been waiting outside the whole time.”

Luo Wei then said with a buoyant tone, “Mr. Yan, I’m going to promote you like crazy.”

“With me as a living advertisement, I’ll definitely bring you a lot of surgeries.”

Yan Feifan chuckled.

‘This Luo Wei is the type who knows how to repay a kindness.’

“Mr. Yan, take a look at me! What kind of look could you give me?”

“Me, Mr. Yan, look at me…”

Seeing the women surrounding him start to shout chaotically again, Yan Feifan raised his voice, “Quiet, please be quiet!”

Once they stopped shouting, Yan Feifan went on to explain, “Luo Wei’s situation was quite special.”

“Her facial structure and features were already quite well-proportioned and graceful.”

“Therefore, she only needed to change the orientation of certain facial muscles to achieve a relatively significant improvement in her appearance.”

“However, each person’s situation is different. The surgical plan that was suitable for Luo Wei might not be suitable for you.”

After a pause, Yan Feifan began to dissuade them. “In my opinion, all of you came here today on an impulse.”

“When it comes to plastic surgery, acting on impulse is the biggest taboo.”

Yan Feifan added frankly, “Plastic surgery is no small matter. Not to mention the cost isn’t cheap, you must understand that any surgery, without exception, carries the risk of accidents.”

Noticing hesitant expressions appear on some of their faces, Yan Feifan continued to persuade them, “My view has always been that natural is beautiful—with the exception of obvious defects, of course.”

“Everyone should go home and think it over carefully. You must think twice before you act.”

Yan Feifan added, “Even if you’re dead set on getting surgery, I won’t have any time for the next half-month.”

“So, for now, just go home and think it through…”

After some effort, Yan Feifan managed to temporarily persuade the impulsive women, who harbored overly idealistic dreams, to go home.

He then went to the Staff Cafeteria No. 1, ready to fill his rumbling stomach.

Yan Feifan got a plate of food and was about to find a seat when he suddenly noticed the psychiatrist by the window, Mr. Tan, seemed to be waving at him.

He looked around, confirmed that the person was indeed waving at him, then walked over with his tray and sat down across from Dr. Tan Xiao.

“Mr. Tan, you’re eating dinner so late too?”

Tan Xiao explained gently, “I was analyzing a patient’s condition and lost track of time. I was too lazy to go home and cook, so I came to Cafeteria No. 1, which serves food twenty-four hours a day, to grab a bite.”

Tan Xiao watched Yan Feifan with great interest and asked, “Mr. Yan, would you do me a favor?”

Yan Feifan said cautiously, “As long as it doesn’t involve becoming one of your test subjects, anything else I can do is negotiable.”

Tan Xiao smiled brightly and said, “Mr. Yan, it seems you have some lingering fears, or perhaps reservations, about our psychological experiments?”

Yan Feifan gave a sheepish smile. “It’s mainly because Mr. Miao used to torment me quite a bit. It left a shadow on my heart.”

Tan Xiao smiled faintly, and after a moment of contemplation, said, “Mr. Yan, I’ll be direct. I’m very interested in your photographic memory.”

“I’d like to do some research on this ability of yours, to see the activity level of your brain’s memory center.”

“And whether other areas of your brain are involved in memory…”

Before the other person could finish, Yan Feifan quickly and clearly stated, “Mr. Tan, I must refuse this favor.”

“That accident, although it left me in a coma for over a year, also brought me many beneficial changes. Things like my memory and analytical skills have improved significantly.”

“I’m very satisfied with these changes, and I quite enjoy them. I don’t want any accidents, so I hope you can understand, Mr. Tan.”

What Yan Feifan said came from the heart.

A large part of his current transformation was due to that maddeningly depressing and monotonous life in the timeless, protracted world of consciousness.

But the creation of that world of consciousness might have stemmed from some kind of organic change in his brain caused by the accident.

Yan Feifan didn’t want it to be discovered.

He was terrified that if it were discovered, he would be forced to undergo treatment, and this nearly bug-like memory and super-brain ability would disappear.

Yan Feifan could not accept reverting from a genius to an ordinary person.

Of course, there was another main reason he didn’t mention: he was afraid his fantasy persona would be discovered.

Tan Xiao slowly nodded. “Mr. Yan, I can understand your concerns.”

“In that case, I won’t force you…”

After a pause, Tan Xiao chuckled lightly. “Mr. Yan, you refused one of my requests. I hope you’ll agree to my other one.”

“Please, go ahead, Mr. Tan.”

“It’s like this. I have an adolescent patient with autism, brought on by an inferiority complex about their appearance…”

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