Today is Friday, or the day for infrasonic stimulation therapy trials.

Fortunately, this work has progressed to this point, and it is no longer a lot of brain cells except for taking up time.

It took him nearly two hours to complete the infrasound resonance stimulation of four deep coma patients.

Then, Yan Feifan took a car back to Zuimo Huating.

But he was not very lucky today. Not long after he left the affiliated hospital, he was waiting for the traffic light at the first intersection and was hit by a BMW on the butt.

The collision was not quite serious. Yan Feifan, who was sitting in the back seat of the car, just shook his body forward slightly.

He wanted to get off the car and check it out, but was stopped by Duan Yu who was driving.

Duan Yu parked the car on the side of the road and got off to check the situation.

The BMW that rear-ended also stopped on the side of the road, and got off the car with a tall and long legs, a fashionable girl with long light red hair and a hip-covered skirt.

Yan Feifan saw through the car window that the girl had a pretty good attitude and kept holding her fists to Duan Yu.

After a while, Duan Yu exchanged contact information with the fashionable girl and returned to the car.

"There is a small pit with a diameter of four or five centimeters on the rear bumper, and a piece of paint was knocked out."

While introducing the damage to the car, Duan Yu started the car again.

After the car drove back into the lane, Duan Yu suddenly spoke again: "Doctor Yan, I seriously suspect that this car was hit on purpose, and the purpose is probably to get to know you."

Yan Feifan was slightly stunned and questioned: "I deliberately rear-end to know me?"

Duan Yu analyzed: "This kind of rear-end collision routine is not uncommon for men to pursue women or women to pursue men."

"I observed again that when the guy was talking to me, his eyes were aiming in the car from time to time."

After pausing, Duan Yu guessed again: "Of course, the purpose of her knowing you should not be pursuing you. It is very likely that she wants to ask you for surgery or see a doctor."

"Doctor Yan, do I need my further investigation?"

Yan Feifan smiled and said, "Duan Yu, don't be a professional disease anymore. Everyone thinks they have doubts."

"First treat it as an ordinary rear-end collision."

"If she really had ulterior motives, she would have a chance to see her again, and I'll talk about it then."

Duan Yu curled his lips and said, "Doctor Yan, you are the boss, you have the final say. However, I believe that my judgment will not go wrong."

When Yan Feifan heard what she said, he suddenly became interested.

"Duan Yu, since you are so sure that the other party did it on purpose, let's make a bet, how about it?"

"Okay, no problem!"

Duan Yu agreed very simply, thought for a while, and said, "Just bet on a delicious meal."

"Mo Xiaolei discovered a very good restaurant. I lost and asked you and Dr. Yu to have a big meal there."

"If you lose, just treat me to a casual meal."

Yan Feifan smiled and said, "Okay, that's it."

Duan Yu asked again: "Doctor Yan, if she really has ulterior motives, I'll ask you to see a doctor and have surgery."

"Will you promise her?"

Yan Feifan replied casually: "It depends on the specific situation, it depends on who she is asking for and what kind of illness she has."

"Although I don't like to achieve personal goals in this dangerous way, I still appreciate this kind of initiative that doesn't have the opportunity to create opportunities."

Yan Feifan sighed again and said: "Now the channels for social upward growth are becoming more and more solidified. There is no connection or connection. If you want to make a name for yourself and achieve your goals, you have to do something extraordinary."

Speaking of this, Yan Feifan realized something again.

"For example, most of the patients I took over were arranged by others or introduced by others."

"It's not easy for ordinary patients to find me."

Yan Feifan thought about the current situation of the hospital.

Ordinary patients want to find an expert doctor to see a doctor. The feasible way seems to be to queue up in the outpatient clinic to receive an expert number.

As for Feifan, he doesn’t have time to go to the outpatient clinic now, and he still has the energy...

"Social differentiation, class, or objective existence."

Yan Feifan felt it, and thought that his people were increasingly bound by various relationships in society. However, like tumor puncture injection surgery, heart transplant dual surgery surgery, and infrasound awakening research, he promoted and popularized the results as much as possible.

Thinking that in the near future, more and more ordinary patients will benefit from their research results, Yan Feifan couldn't help but feel a little satisfied.

Although what I did was not pure enough and had profit-driven factors, it has benefited the majority of patients...

Yan Feifan, who felt that his ideological level had improved a lot, returned to his residence in the community and found that in addition to Yu Suye, his uncle Shu Lei was also there at home.

Seeing that my uncle was alone, Yan Feifan couldn't help asking: "Uncle, you don't take care of your business in the restaurant, and you don't go back to the villa to accompany your wife..."

Before he could finish his words, his uncle grabbed him.

"Freefan, go back to your room and tell you something."

Yan Feifan was pulled back to his bedroom by his uncle, and saw him locking the door with a crack. He scratched his head and walked around the room with a look of distress.

After waiting for a while, I didn't see my uncle saying anything. Yan Feifan, who was sitting on the bed, rolled his eyelids and urged, "I have something to do, hurry up and say it."

"It's past seven o'clock, I'm very hungry and I want to have supper!"

Shu Lei finally stopped his stroll, faced Yan Feifan's gaze, and said with a bitter face: "Fefan, I may have a four-year-old son overseas."

"What? Son?" Yan Feifan stood up in shock.

Shu Lei nodded and said, "A few years ago, I met a Chinese girl in a port in Malaysia."

"I've been there for a while!"

"Today, my seafar colleague suddenly sent me a photo, which was about this girl, and she also had a three or four-year-old son."

As he said this, Shu Lei took out his cell phone and showed the photo to Yan Feifan.

"Freefan, look, does this boy look very much like me, like he came out of the same mold?"

The photo shows a beautiful 24 or 25-year-old girl holding a little boy.

Yan Feifan looked at the little boy in the photo, and then looked at his uncle.

The nephew Xiao uncle and Yan Feifan are four or five points similar to the uncle.

But Shu Lei is more burly and has a square face.

The little boy in the photo has a melon-shaped face, phoenix tail eyes, and a high nose bridge, which looks more like a copy of Yan Feifan's childhood.

Yan Feifan objectively analyzed: "The several dominant inheritances of facial features are consistent."

"However, this is not sure that he is your son, and the DNA detection data should be based on it."

"My uncle, has the woman contacted you?"

Shu Lei shook his head and said, "No, I just asked me, my seafar colleague, about my situation."

"Excellent, I did a bit fucked at the time."

As he said this, he suddenly raised his hand and gave himself a big mouth, and immediately a Five Finger Mountain mark appeared on his right face.

Yan Feifan quickly persuaded: "My uncle, you can't solve the problem by beating yourself."

"Also, you go back with this slap print, how can you explain to your aunt?"

Shu Lei woke up and looked anxious again.

"Freefan, I promised your aunt that this would never happen."

"What's so bloody is that such a plot comes out."

"Feifan, what should I do?"

Yan Feifan pondered for a moment and said, "My uncle, don't panic, you must first make sure if that is your child."

"If it's your child, it depends on what the child's mother means."

"Since the matter has come out, let's face it."

"My aunt's place, I mean don't hide it from it."

"The more you hide this kind of thing, the more you will get problems..."

Speaking of this, Yan Feifan suddenly realized something was wrong and he had neglected it.

"My uncle, I'll look at the photos."

He took the phone from his uncle's hand and enlarged the photo of the little boy.

Yan Feifan vaguely recognized that the little boy had a corrector installed on his legs...
Chapter completed!