On Saturday morning, Yan Feifan got up and washed up as usual.

When he left the bathroom, he saw Yu Suye tiptoing to go up the stairs to the attic.

However, Yan Feifan saw with sharp eyes that there was actually some bruises on the corner of Yu Suye's mouth.

"Su Ye, the corner of your mouth?"

Yu Suye touched the corner of his left mouth, turned around, his mouth sagged, and said pitifully: "Fefan, I sent a few drunks fighting last night, and I was accidentally punched by a guy."

Yan Feifan's face turned cold.

"I've arrived at the hospital, but I still dare to be so arrogant. Are you okay?"

"How did that guy deal with it?"

Yu Suye smiled and said, "I swung that guy and fell to the ground, which made him stunned."

"Later, his family came and apologized to me."

Yan Feifan approached and looked carefully at the corners of her mouth. Seeing that there were some surface bruises, he felt relieved.

"Did you receive surgery last night?"

Hearing this question, Yu Suye immediately became furious.

"These four drunk guys were fighting each other, and they were quite fierce. Two of them had three fingers cut off."

"The doctor on duty, when I saw that I was punched, I sympathized with me for the little finger transplant surgery alone."

"Hehe, Feifan, I'm still lucky, right?"

Seeing that her scar had healed, Yan Feifan forgot to hurt, and looked proud, he couldn't help but smile.

"I'm very lucky. Have you eaten breakfast?"

Yu Suye yawned and shook his head and said, "I haven't eaten yet, I don't have any appetite."

"I'm so tired, I'm going to have a big sleep first..."

After saying this, Yu Suye climbed the stairs.

She climbed the stairs with five or six steps, turned around and ran down, and took two steps to Yan Feifan, kissed him gently on the face with lightning speed, and then ran up the stairs with a giggle.

Yan Feifan wiped his cheek speechlessly...

At nearly eight o'clock in the morning, he came to the hospital plastic surgery center and saw an unthinkable scene.

There was a long line that extended from the hall and lined up to the steps outside.

Yan Feifan walked into the first floor lobby and found that the queue had turned several turns in the lobby.

He glanced at him and found a total of 156 people lined up.

Most of the people who line up are women between the ages of 24 and 34 and 35, and only seventeen men are men.

Yan Feifan waved his hand and called Xu Shuang, the young nurse who maintained order, to the side.

"Xu Shuang, does the center have plastic surgery promotions?"

Xu Shuang shook his head and replied: "Doctor Yan, they are here to sign up for the screening of volunteers in facial nerve injury test therapy."

I have so many people?

Only then did Yan Feifan notice that so many people were queuing up, they were basically stern and had no expression.

There were a few people who had a muscle on their faces twitching from time to time.

Xu Shuang's voice continued to sound, "Doctor Yan, I have asked several people, they all damaged their nerves during plastic surgery."

"Seeing that we have this nerve injury test therapy, we came over early to queue up to sign up."

"There are still many people coming from other places."

This information surprised Yan Feifan and took it for granted.

He thought that recruiting volunteers with facial nerve damage might take some time.

Unexpectedly, after a flash, there were so many people queuing up.

But when I think about it again, there are several irregular medical beauty institutions in each city of size, I suddenly realize it.

Yan Feifan looked around the hall and asked, "Where is Dr. Lin Qian?"

"Doctor Yan, the announcement time was originally started at 9:30, but I didn't expect that they could come so much and so early."

Xu Shuang introduced again: "I have contacted Dr. Lin, she is on the way here."

Yan Feifan said oh, and then Xu Shuang continued to be busy.

He walked on the stairs to the third floor, knocked on the door and walked into the director's office.

I saw a wide desk with various simulated silicone models on key parts of women's chests.

When Yan Feifan was slightly stunned, he saw something rushing towards him and subconsciously reached out to catch it.

This is a touch that cannot be grasped by one hand...

Yan Feifan couldn't help pinching it for a few times, then noticed that Director Wang Chuan looked at him with a smile, and his face turned red immediately.

He put the silicone model in his hand back on his desk.

"Director, I don't need to study plastic surgery in this part, right?"

Wang Chuan threw the silicone model in his hand on the desk and whispered: "I have nothing to teach you about plastic surgery for facial features."

"You can practice more and accumulate more experience in practice."

He reached out and pointed to the trembling silicone model on the desk, and said, "The plastic surgery in this part is second only to the facial features in plastic surgery."

"Since you have learned plastic surgery with me, you still have to learn this part. You can't shorten your legs."

Yan Feifan said oh, then asked, "Director, so many people are queuing in the hall?"

Wang Chuan nodded and sighed: "I didn't expect that so many people would come to register for volunteers."

"The unorthodox medical beauty institutions have harmed many people."

He sighed and chuckled, "Feifan, after our research on this project is completed, our plastic surgery center will have another fist project."

Yan Feifan nodded and said, "Now there are more and more people who love beauty and plastic surgery. The failure of this surgery is also a surge in the water."

At this time, Wang Chuan threw another silicone model to Yan Feifan.

"Okay, let's start today's course."

"Only by understanding more deeply and reaching the extreme, you can shape it to perfection."

"So, the first step is to master the shapes of different shapes."

"For us plastic surgeons, we don't just have a few simple shapes and size divisions."

“It can be subdivided into…”

Speaking of this, Wang Chuan noticed that Yan Feifan was holding the silicone model in his hand and was a little hard, with a blush on his face and a little unnatural expression.

This is rare for a doctor!

Wang Chuan immediately made a judgment that this kid is not only a young man, but also very pure and sensitive!

"Feifan, how far have you and Yu Suye developed?"

Yan Feifan said embarrassedly: "Director, this question has nothing to do with our teaching, right?"

"How come it doesn't matter!"

Wang Chuan said with a serious expression: "After learning the theory, you will soon enter the practical teaching stage."

"During the inspection, you have an unstoppable reaction, and you are complained or even called the police. It's not a joke."

Yan Feifan whispered: "Director, I am a doctor."

"In the process of practicing medicine, you will strictly demand your own business standards based on the professional standards of a doctor."

Wang Chuan snorted: "You said this in a quiet voice. I guess you don't believe you can do it, right?"

Yan Feifan was a little annoyed by the words.

"Director, don't just learn plastic surgery in this part, and Yanyan doesn't need it anyway."

Wang Chuan yelled lightly and said sarcastically: "Yan Feifan, is this what you call professional attitude and standard?"

"When encountering problems, don't think about how to overcome them, but instead retreat and escape?"

Yan Feifan asked directly: "Director, how do you think this matter should be overcome?"

Wang Chuan smiled and said, "If you contact too much, you will naturally have resistance."

"I'll assign you a homework."

"Your relationship with Yu Suye must reach at least the third base within one week."

"She is a doctor and your girlfriend, so she will definitely not refuse..."

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