At 4:30 PM on Sunday, in Inpatient Building Six of the Affiliated Hospital.

“Can you feel this?”

Lo Jun used the back end of a pen, running it with a bit of force up the sole of Pan Lirong’s left foot.

“I can, I can feel it!”

Lying prone on the hospital bed, Pan Lirong said in a hurry, “It’s a little painful, a little numb… I felt it. I really felt it.”

Lo Jun did the same to the sole of Pan Lirong’s right foot and received a nearly identical response.

Next, he grasped the toes on both of Pan Lirong’s feet and instructed, “Curl your toes. Harder… even harder…”

Lo Jun nodded in satisfaction and then asked, “Urination?”

Pan Lirong quickly replied, “Mr. Lo, I can feel the urge. I’ve been holding it in.”

Beaming, Lo Jun said, “Based on the initial examination, there’s no significant damage to the nerves in your lower limbs or lumbar region.”

“However, the strength in your right toes is noticeably weaker than your left. You’ll likely need a relatively long period of rehabilitation and training.”

“But, I can announce…”

Lo Jun raised his voice slightly and continued, “Mr. Pan, the surgery was an unexpected success.”

“After you recover, you will no longer need a wheelchair.”

Pan Lirong’s voice trembled as he said, “Thank you, thank you! Mr. Lo, thank you for all your hard work. Thank you…”

Lo Jun said frankly, “Mr. Pan, you should really be thanking Mr. Yan.”

“According to my original surgical plan, you were almost certainly destined for a wheelchair.”

Having composed himself a little, Pan Lirong said loudly, “I must thank Mr. Yan, but I have to thank you even more, Mr. Lo.”

“Without your skilled hands, I’d still be in a wheelchair.”

Lo Jun shook his head with a light chuckle. “It’s not the same. What I can do, my colleagues can also do.”

“But what Mr. Yan can do, at present, only he can do.”

“Mr. Pan, please focus on your recovery…”

Lo Jun led a large group of assistants, visiting doctors, residents, and interns out of the ward in a great bustle…

Around 5:00 in the evening, Yan Feifan arrived at Mr. Liu’s office. He found Vice President Liu Jin there, along with Dr. Qin Ying and Mr. Wang.

He stood obediently, like a well-behaved elementary school student ready to listen to a lecture.

“Well, well, who do we have here?”

Liu Jin glanced at him and teased, “You look like Yan Feifan… but so docile?”

“Where’s that overflowing, ‘who-else-but-me’ arrogance of yours?”

Yan Feifan stood up straight and said nothing, a clear expression on his face that he was letting it all go in one ear and out the other.

Liu Jin was about to say more, but seeing his attitude, he suddenly found it boring and turned to Qin Ying and Wang Chuan.

“This kid is your problem now. I can’t handle him anymore.”

Wang Chuan chuckled. “Mr. Liu, strictly speaking, Feifan didn’t do anything wrong!”

“The initial results of Mr. Pan’s post-op exam are out. Nerve sensation in his lumbar region and lower limbs is normal. The surgery was a great success.”

“Mr. Lo himself said that the surgical window Feifan chose reduced the difficulty of the operation by at least ten percent.”

Liu Jin couldn’t help but laugh. “I say, Mr. Wang, when did you start defending him?”

“Didn’t we agree to give him a harsh lesson and rap his knuckles a bit, to nip any bad habits in the bud?”

Wang Chuan said with a straight face, “Mr. Liu, why do you think our country so rarely produces world-renowned doctors? Why are most of the ones we cultivate so-called famous doctors and experts who just follow the rules?”

“I’ve suddenly realized that Feifan is fine just the way he is—daring to think, daring to act, and striving for perfection.”

Wang Chuan said with deep feeling, “We face too many constraints from all sides. We have to think twice before seeing a patient, terrified that one misstep will lead to a doctor-patient dispute.”

“Mr. Liu, it’s not easy to find a talent like Feifan. Let’s not tie him down with rules at every turn!”

“Just let him grow as he sees fit!”

“With us here watching over him and running interference, what are the chances he’ll really go off the rails?”

Liu Jin looked thoughtfully at Qin Ying and asked, “Dr. Qin, what’s your opinion?”

Qin Ying said slowly, “My personality became this way partly for my own reasons, but also because I don’t want to get entangled in messy personal obligations and social politics.”

“Over time, I just became this way, not very likable.”

“It’s actually fine. I can do what I want to do without too much interference…”

She sighed softly and added, “Dr. Chen Yu’s own foundation and developmental environment were actually much better than mine. It was probably because she was distracted by too many things that her progress was so slow.”

“As for Feifan…”

Qin Ying glanced at Yan Feifan, who was listening intently with his ears perked up, and said softly, “This arrogance and recklessness born from talent is a flaw, but you could also call it a strength.”

“Once his reputation gets out there, a lot of trivial matters will come his way, and a personality like that can ward off a lot of trouble.”

Liu Jin nodded slowly, his gaze returning to Yan Feifan.

“Feifan, you heard all that, didn’t you?”

“Mr. Wang and Dr. Qin both have your best interests at heart.”

Yan Feifan quickly declared, “Mr. Liu, Mrs. Qin, Mr. Wang, I can feel your deep care for me, and I’ll remember it always.”

Liu Jin chuckled. “Feifan, you don’t need to flatter us with pleasantries.”

“We’ll be content as long as you make something of yourself.”

Yan Feifan gave a mischievous grin. “Mr. Liu, about that ‘making something of yourself’—is there a standard for that?”

“Would you say the surgery I completed today counts as a small achievement?”

Liu Jin scoffed. “You call that a small achievement?”

“Not even close!”

“You’ll have to at least…”

Liu Jin thought for a moment, then said, “I’ll set a small goal for you first: become an academician of the Academy of Engineering!”

He added, “After all, the medical school and our Affiliated Hospital have a few academicians from the Academy of Engineering and the Academy of Sciences.”

“We won’t be impressed if you’re elected as an academician in your fifties or sixties.”

“So, you need to become the youngest academician of the two academies in our country’s history. Only then will we feel truly gratified.”

“The youngest?”

Yan Feifan quickly pulled out his phone and did an online search…

“Forty-three years old!”

Yan Feifan muttered to himself, “The current youngest became an academician at forty-three, and I’ll be twenty-five in a little over ten days.”

“That leaves eighteen years!”

Yan Feifan put his phone away and declared with a roar, “Mr. Liu, Mrs. Qin, Mr. Wang, I will definitely achieve this small goal.”

Liu Jin, Qin Ying, and Wang Chuan looked at each other and smiled.

“When you achieve that ‘small goal,’ I’ll celebrate with you personally.”

Liu Jin made the promise, then continued, “The successful completion of today’s surgery is also a happy occasion.”

“Therefore, you’ve decided to hold a celebration dinner…”

“I’ve decided?”

Yan Feifan, somewhat confused, saw Liu Jin’s expression harden and quickly said, “Yes, yes, I’ve decided to hold a celebration dinner.”

“It’s just, the time and place?”

Wang Chuan took over, smiling. “Feifan, don’t you worry about that. I’ve already arranged it for you. It’s tonight.”

“As for the cost, it will come out of the funds Mr. Pan sponsored.”

Liu Jin then added a reminder, “Feifan, at the banquet, make sure you properly offer Mr. Lo a cup of tea and apologize, understand?”

Yan Feifan nodded quickly and said, “Mr. Liu, don’t worry. I can manage saying a few words of apology…”

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