Wednesday is another new day.

The weather is not very good today, and it rains heavily due to lightning and thunder.

However, Yan Feifan is now a full-time driver, and the bad weather cannot affect his travel.

He and Yu Suye took a bus to the affiliated hospital and became busy.

Yan Feifan first completed two intraspinal tumor puncture injection surgeries, and then rushed to the plastic surgery center to check Yuanyuan's postoperative condition.

Today, Yuanyuan is placed in the only ICU ward in the plastic surgery center for close monitoring and care.

Yan Feifan conducted a detailed examination of Yuanyuan who was still in a coma and found that her transplanted left calf, left hand, and left ear, had no abnormal changes in her left face, and the values ​​of all signs in her body were within the allowable range, and she withdrew from the iCu.

He took off his sterile suit and stuffed it into the recycling box at the door of the ICU, and saw Chen Weiwei coming over.

"Doctor Yan, I didn't see you at the postoperative press conference yesterday. Later I asked, I found out that you fainted."

Chen Weiwei asked with concern: "Are you okay?"

Yan Feifan said a little embarrassedly: "Thank you for your concern, I just fainted after losing my strength."

"I recovered after sleeping for two hours last night."

He asked again, "Hey, how are you talking to Ding Xuan?"

Chen Weiwei lifted a strand of hair in front of her face behind her ears and chuckled, "The talk was going well."

"Her agent will come to Sucheng the day after tomorrow to have a face-to-face communication with Mr. Deng."

"There are no unexpected situations, we should sign the contract at the end of the month."

Chen Weiwei turned her gaze to Yuanyuan in the window and asked, "Yuanyuan wants to stay in it, have you been there for a long time?"

Yan Feifan nodded and introduced: "At least seven days, you will have transplanted many parts of your body, and you are most afraid of infection and rejection."

"This period requires twenty-four hours to pay close attention."

Chen Weiwei nodded and said, "Doctor Yan, we ask the investigation agency to conduct preliminary statistics on the data in the past few days."

"At least 11 million people have directly or indirectly followed the operations of the twins through new media such as short videos, live broadcasts and other up-hosts."

"If you include official media such as TV news, newspapers, and the audience of communication exceeds 100 million, there should be no problem."

Yan Feifan is not very interested in these numbers.

He simply echoed twice and went to the sterile ward not far away to check Tang Zheng's recovery.

Tang Zheng had extensive corrosion and injuries on his right face and neck, and his left face had nerve segmentation surgery and was now in anesthesia and coma.

The skin expanded by his thighs and abdomen was not enough to cover the wound.

At present, Tang Zheng's wounds are sprayed with imitation skin coatings, temporarily providing emergency supplies of moisture and oxygen to muscles and other tissues that have lost their skin protection.

In this case, he is also most afraid of infection.

At present, Tang Zheng can only arrange it in the sterile ward to minimize the possibility of infection...

The heavy rain accompanied by lightning and thunder in the morning, lasted for more than an hour, turned into moderate rain, and then it fell light rain.

By noon, the sky cleared.

Under the sun exposure, the temperature rises rapidly, and it feels very uncomfortable with the moisture after rain.

After lunch, Yan Feifan waited for the rebellious young man Cui Bo who was a bartender in the examination room of the plastic surgery center.

This time, Director He Pengfei came with him.

Compared to last time, this guy was dressed up more formally, no longer with big shorts and flip-flops, but with a refreshing plain shirt, light-colored five-quarter pants, and sneakers.

Moreover, he no longer had the smell of tobacco and alcohol.

As soon as he entered the examination room, Cui Bo said, "Doctor Yan, I have been paying attention to the reports of the twins' surgery these days."

"I found that the person who explained the face transplant surgery was a doctor named Wang Chuan."

"But some people online say that you are the one who has a face transplant."

"Doctor Yan, is it you?"

Yan Feifan chuckled and asked back, "What you pay most attention to is whether I can cure your injured hand?"

Cui Bo said seriously: "If you can do such a difficult surgery for face transplantation, my hands will naturally be fine."

"Doctor Yan, just say you, right?"

He added: "Don't take the blame, I'm going to verify."

Before he could finish his words, he was kicked by Director He on the butt.

"Cui Bo, how do you talk to Dr. Yan?"

Yan Feifan smiled softly and said, "Cui Bo, I can tell you that the little girl who had the left face transplant surgery was me."

"You can go and verify."

After pausing for two seconds, Yan Feifan continued: "Now talk about your right-hand recovery surgery."

"Your previous examination proves my speculation that your index finger and little finger are numbness caused by poor blood circulation."

"This problem is easy to solve."

"The main difficulty is dealing with broken bones you have healed, sticky tendons, and joint damage that have been treated."

"I need to break your healed finger bones again, and then add them after polishing..."

When Yan Feifan said this, he noticed that Cui Bo's face turned pale, and said concisely: "In short, I need to deal with the injuries you suffered before again."

"That is, you will suffer sin again."

Yan Feifan looked at Cui Bo, who was not much blood on his face, and knew that he was scared.

Yan Feifan said with great consideration: "Cui Bo, you can go back and think about it first, and there is no need to make a decision now."

Cui Bo raised his right hand that could not be closed or straightened, and flipped in front of him again and again.

"Doctor Yan, can I still mix bartending after the operation?"

Yan Feifan pondered for a moment and said, "The successive major right-hand surgeries will inevitably cause irreversible damage to your hand functions!"

"Some daily tasks, such as serving bowls and picking up dishes, serving tea and water, playing with mobile phones and writing, should be fine."

"Some fine hair work, and some heavy work, shouldn't be done."

"As for whether I can still mix bartenders, I can't say it."

Cui Bo hesitated for a moment and said, "It should be no problem to be able to serve a bowl of tea and eat like a normal person, playing with wine bottles and bartenders."

"As for the feel, it also controls the amount of wine..."

Cui Bo raised his left hand again, "My left hand has not been injured, I can exercise my left hand."

He looked at Yan Feifan and said with a heavy emphasis: "Doctor Yan, I want to do this operation."

"I need a healthy right hand to work and support myself."

Seeing that the other party gave a reply, Yan Feifan also decided to say, "That's it, I'll schedule your surgery this Saturday."

"You come to the hospital on Friday afternoon to go through the admission procedures and have a preoperative examination..."

After Yan Feifan finished some pre-operative preparations, Director He slapped Cui Bo on the shoulder and explained: "I have confirmed the time of the operation. I have done everything I should prepare in the past two days."

"You go back first, I have something to talk to Dr. Yan..."

After Cui Bo left, Director He whispered: "Doctor Yan, what you said that day involves the protective umbrella behind the scenes."

"Now the joint investigation of the branch and the municipal bureau is working together, and there should be a reward soon."

He reminded again: "Doctor Yan, after you return to Binhai, you will go to my police station to make up the report materials first."

"Maybe, after closing the net, your uncle's previous losses can make up for some more..."

This was a rare surprise, and Yan Feifan responded quickly.

According to the plan, my uncle will be back this weekend.

After three o'clock in the afternoon, the first brain tumor patient who cooperated with the People's Liberation Army General Hospital was also transferred to the affiliated hospital...
Chapter completed!