At nearly five o'clock in the afternoon, Duan Yu finally received preliminary investigation results from relevant departments on Du Heng's family and family business, and reported to Yan Feifan.

"The most serious problem is just tax evasion?" I have to say that Yan Feifan was a little disappointed with this result.

Duan Yu said huh, saying: "Individual tax evasion involves 400,000 or 500,000, while family and business tax evasion involves more than 5 million."

"At present, this evidence has been transferred to the tax department in Binhai, and they will conduct further follow-up investigations."

"However, this amount of tax evasion, plus the fine, is drizzling for their revenue."

Yan Feifan nodded slightly and said, "I hope that the five-day public security detention in the capital can make that guy feel more awake."

"Otherwise, don't blame me for being ruthless!"

Seeing that Yan Feifan was so cruel that Duan Yu couldn't help but ask: "If he still harasses Dr. Yu, how do you plan to deal with that kid?"

Yan Feifan's expression suddenly became calm, and he said in a faint tone: "What else can I do?"

"I'll fight once when I see you!"

"Of course, I won't take action. It's Duan Yu, Feng Jian, you guys, attack me and beat him hard for me until he's afraid."

Duan Yu chuckled and responded, but he became worried.

She always felt that Yan Feifan was not telling the truth, and perhaps even more serious crackdown measures were brewing in her heart.

Duan Yu knew clearly that with Yan Feifan's medical attainments, he had countless ways to make Du Heng fall into the trap without realizing it.

She doesn't want to get to this point.

Evil thoughts are like tigers in the heart. When it comes out of the cage once, it is almost impossible to restrain it in your heart.

Duan Yu was thinking about whether to report this matter to his superiors in person, so that his superiors could pay more attention to it and prevent problems before they happen.

At this moment, the office door was knocked twice, and then pushed open. Zhu Jian, Berry, Yu Beihua, Li Tianlin and Pan Jichuan walked in one after another.

"Teacher, our assessment homework is completed!"

Yan Feifan, who was sitting behind the desk, raised his eyelids and glanced at the guys, saying, "In medicine, cleverness and opportunism may make you confused," said Dr.

"But in the end, it will give you a profound lesson with an unexpected medical event."

"In the path of medicine, we should avoid luck and cleverness."

Zhu Jian, Yu Beihua and others knew through these words. The teacher was clear about their thoughts and actions, and they all lowered their heads in shame.

"Teacher, we were wrong, we won't be there next time!"

"If you don't keep your feet on the ground, next time, you will get me back wherever you come from."

Yan Feifan said a harsh word, slapped the sketch perspective view from Pan Jichuan's hand, and glanced at it.

He reached out and took out a pencil from the pen holder and quickly marked five places on the drawings.

Immediately afterwards, Yan Feifan put the drawing back on his desk!

"Go and dissect the deformed heart, compare and search, where I was wrong."

"Yes, teacher!"

Pan Jichuan responded and turned to leave the office.

Yan Feifan took the perspective view of the craniocerebral blood vessels drawn from Yu Beihua and looked at it.

He couldn't help but feel a little disappointed, and the incorrectness slightly exceeded his estimate.

Yan Feifan forwarded an email to Yu Beihua through his mobile phone.

"This is a cerebral angiography image performed by that teacher during his lifetime. You can also compare your own mistakes."

"Yes, teacher!" Yu Beihua also hurried to the office next door.

Yan Feifan looked at the blood vessels and neuro perspectives of the face and arms drawn by Zhu Jian, Berry and Li Tianlin in turn.

The results of the inspection made him unsatisfied and not even disappointed.

Are they too stupid?

Or are you asking too much?

Just as Yan Feifan frowned and reflected, Wang Chuan came uninvited and pushed the door open.

Yan Feifan took out the vascular neuroscopic view of his own face and arms from the drawer of his desk, and asked the three guys to go to the office next door to compare the error.

"Show me the drawing first!"

Wang Chuan called these guys to stop them, looked carefully at the drawings drawn by Zhu Jian, Berry and Li Tianlin for a while, studied them for a few minutes, and then waved their hands to let them leave with the drawings.

"This is how people compare themselves to others, it's so annoying."

Wang Chuan sighed and continued: "The perspective view drawn by Zhu Jian and Berry is more than twice as good as my five incompetent students."

"Freefan, you have accepted a few good students."

These words reduced Yan Feifan's disappointment and dissatisfaction in his heart a lot, but he still cut it lightly.

"As far as their assessment performance is concerned, I can't even pass the qualification level."

"Well, Berry just passed the exam."

Wang Chuan chuckled and said, "Freefan, don't ask to measure them by your own standards."

"Compared with others of their age, they are all the best among the best."

"Tell you something..."

Wang Chuan took out a small box of kumquats from the refrigerator and said while eating: "Director Qiu Ming consulted me for plastic surgery assistance software system, saying that this is a very rare learning opportunity. The center is willing to bear part of the R&D expenses, and hopes that other young doctors in the center will also participate in the training together."

"Very modern, this is the matter of a few sheep and a flock of sheep. What you have to do will not increase or decrease. You should not object, right?"

Yan Feifan nodded.

Wang Chuan chuckled and said, "I knew you wouldn't object, so I agreed first."

"Last Saturday, your little nurse Xu Ke was a model. This afternoon, I saw their plastic surgery design plan."

"Freefan, let's put it this way, the design level of this plan is obviously divided into three levels."

"Berry and Zhu Jian are the first level, my five students are at the second level, and the others are at the third level."

Wang Chuan exhaled and said excitedly: "This clear fact makes me no longer doubt myself."

"Although I can't compare to you, I, Wang Chuan, still have obvious advantages over others."

Yan Feifan rolled his eyelids and teased, "It's not enough to compare with the best, but it's more than the best. Find superiority from colleagues who are not as good as his own and enhance confidence. Doctor Wang, you are becoming more and more depraved."

Wang Chuan didn't care, so he chuckled and said, "I have no choice. Your strength in the field of plastic surgery has reached a level that makes people despair."

"Compared with you, I can only seek abuse, and I can only gain superiority from others and find comfort."

Wang Chuan threw another small kumquat into his mouth and said, "For Yanyan's surgery, you can give you an accurate time, so I can make specific arrangements."

Yan Feifan pondered for a moment and said, "Let's arrange it next Tuesday and Wednesday."

"I am still not sure about my health now. To be safe, I will do it for two days."

Wang Chuan nodded and said, "It's good that way, I can't hurt you a lot for Yanyan."

"There are two surgeries, which is not much different for Yanyan. She is under anesthesia all the time, which is equivalent to having a long sleep."

Yan Feifan waited for him to finish speaking and asked again: "Brother Chuan, do you want to participate in Yanyan's operation?"

this……

Wang Chuan struggled hesitantly, and even the little kumquat in his hand didn't feel sweet anymore.

"Freefan, I want to participate, but for some reason, I'm afraid to participate."

"I need time to think about it..."
Chapter completed!