Yan Feifan did not wait for Zhao Xiaoting, but before getting off work, he waited for Qin Yue who was wearing a big mask.

When Yan Feifan saw that she was coming alone, he asked in confusion: "Where is your classmate Zhao Xiaoting?"

"She recovered well, and she happened to have something to do, so she didn't come!"

Qin Yue approached Yan Feifan a little and slowly took off his mask.

"Doctor Yan, please look at the wound on my face!"

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

He put on rubber gloves, touched and examined the red and swollen wound, and then checked the other three wounds on Qin Yue's face that were recovering well, nodded gently and said, "This wound is slightly inflamed."

Yan Feifan asked again: "Always like this?"

"Or it only appeared in the past two days?"

Qin Yue said with a worried look: "It's been like this all the time. The other three wounds were red and swollen for two or three days and it was fine."

"Only this biggest wound has always been red and swollen. I take anti-inflammatory drugs every day."

Yan Feifan said with a oh, saying, "Don't worry, the biggest possibility is the allergic reaction caused by this absorbable suture."

"After the suture is completely dissolved, the inflammation will disappear."

Qin Yue asked in confusion: "Anaphylactic reaction?"

"Doctor Yan, why didn't the same allergic reaction occur in the other three wounds?"

Yan Feifan explained softly: "This is a problem of quantitative change and qualitative change. Only when some substances reach a certain amount can they stimulate allergic reactions in our human body."

"The other three wounds are small, so there are not many sutures used."

Yan Feifan's explanation makes some sense, but it is not the main cause of allergies.

In fact, he had already touched it out.

Qin Yue used two absorbable sutures of different qualities on her face.

A absorbable suture thread for beauty is only about twenty centimeters long, but the price varies greatly from different brands and textures.

One piece can range from the cheapest one hundred yuan to more than a thousand yuan.

Yan Feifan is not sure whether Qin Yue’s list of surgical fees reflects the prices of these two different quality sutures.

He had some dark speculations, probably not.

Some tricks, Yan Feifan, who has been in the hospital for many years, has also heard a little bit.

However, Yan Feifan is not easy to talk about such things, so he can only explain them vaguely first.

Qin Yue nodded and said, "Doctor Yan, I understand."

"only……"

Qin Yue straightened her upper body, leaned forward and approached Yan Feifan a little.

Yan Feifan felt a quiet and pleasant fragrance that penetrated directly into his nose through the mask.

He had to stay away a little bit.

Qin Yue pointed at the other wounds on his face with his fingers, and his mouth snarled, and said softly: "Xiaoting's face has more wounds than mine, and is also more serious than mine."

"But after a week of recovery, the difference is obvious."

"The wound on Xiaoting's face can't be seen without looking carefully now."

"Doctor Yan, look at my three uninflamed wounds, they are still so obvious..."

Qin Yue looked sobbing and said, "Doctor Yan, the difference between that Dr. Fu and you is really..."

"He is still a attending doctor, and it's all my fault..."

"well……"

Seeing her pitiful look, Yan Feifan comforted her and said, "Actually, Dr. Fu's level is quite good."

"And, the recovery of this wound is actually related to a person's physical condition."

"If you rest for a few more days of peace of mind, the recovery effect will definitely not be bad."

"I hope so."

Qin Yue gently wiped the corners of his eyes with his fingers very elegantly, and then put his side face on Yan Feifan.

"Doctor Yan, I think my nose is a bit not very delicate, and the curve of my chin is also a bit not very beautiful."

"And, my jaw seems to be a little thicker."

"Doctor Yan, can these shortcomings achieve the ideal effect through plastic surgery?"

Yan Feifan looked carefully at Qin Yue's nose, chin and jaw, and nodded and said, "It is possible to do it."

"But, your facial features are pretty good and beautiful. Besides, the natural one is the most beautiful."

"You don't need to have plastic surgery."

Yan Feifan's words are seeking truth from facts.

Although Qin Yue had scars on her face at this time, she looked quite charming and beautiful overall, and she could be called a ninety-year-old beauty.

Qin Yue sighed long and said, "Doctor Yan, you don't know how fierce the competition in the film and television entertainment industry is."

"I have no connection or resources, and this appearance can be said to be my only capital."

"The problem is, there are many beautiful women in the film and television industry."

"Only by truly reaching the level of being as beautiful as a fairy, can those big shots remember and favor them."

"Doctor Yan..."

Qin Yue hugged Yan Feifan's arm, rubbed his soft chest, and breathed, "Doctor Yan, can you ask your teacher to help me?"

"Is that okay?"

"I will repay you well."

As he said this, Qin Yue bit his lips lightly, showing a tempting expression of wanting to speak but stopping.

Although Yan Feifan was a little slow in this regard, he was not hopeless.

He pulled his arm back and took a step away from Qin Yue, and said in a faint and distant tone: "Ms. Qin, if you want to have plastic surgery, please go directly to the plastic surgery center to register. I am the emergency department."

"Please don't waste my time."

Seeing that Qin Yue wanted to put his body on again, Yan Feifan moved away again and said in a heavy tone: "Ms. Qin, please respect yourself."

Qin Yue's face suddenly turned cold. He stood up straight, put on the mask again, and said with contempt, "I don't want any cheap ones that come to the door."

"A fool!"

After saying this, she walked out...

Hearing the footsteps away, Yan Feifan breathed a sigh of relief and shook his head and said, "What kind of women do you have..."

When he saw that it was already six o'clock in the evening, he cleaned up and went to the teaching and research room on the second floor to change his clothes...

Yan Feifan, who took Guo Fan's injury information, walked out of the emergency hall and found another beautiful woman he knew towards him.

"Hello, Song Yi!"

Yan Feifan greeted him first, and then said, "I am not in the mood now, nor do I have time to go to dinner with you."

Song Yi said with a cold expression: "I'm not here to treat you to a meal, I know you're in trouble now."

"Last time, you saved me once, I don't want to owe you the favor."

"I'll help you settle this matter?"

Yan Feifan waved his hand quickly and said, "No, no, this matter is strictly speaking, not a big deal. We will have a face-to-face negotiation with the other party tomorrow and we should make a reconciliation."

He then said, "As for saving you once last time, it's really a serious word."

"I just pushed you with conditioned reflexes, you don't have to take it to heart."

Song Yi snorted coldly: "For you, I just pushed it, but for me, I saved my life."

"I will definitely give you this love."

"Yan Feifan, you have anything you can't solve, you can come to me at any time..."

Looking at Song Yi's back as she turned around and strode away, Yan Feifan muttered in a low voice: "Go up and return favors."

"There are weird people every year, and there are so many this year..."

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