Overpowered Resident Doctor-Chapter 57: What Are Your Intentions?

"A project collaboration worth over a hundred million?!"

The information sent a shock through Yan Ziruo, making her legs go weak.

She took the opportunity to crouch down and start picking up the black and white Go pieces scattered on the grass.

Yan Feifan, who was beside her, also squatted down to help pick up the pieces.

A moment later, Yan Ziruo placed a small handful of pieces gently on the square table and said cautiously, "I’ve heard that in situations like this, where the board has been disturbed, Go masters can reconstruct the game and continue..."

"Reconstruct and continue?"

The pot-bellied man, who had sat back down, cut Yan Ziruo off, questioning her sharply, "Do you even know how to play Go?"

Yan Ziruo shook her head timidly.

The pot-bellied man snorted. "No wonder you’d assume something so ridiculous."

"Only masters at the level of seventh-dan or higher have the ability to reconstruct a Go game."

"Besides, Mr. Pan and I have played nearly three hundred moves. We were already in the endgame."

"A game this complex... even a seventh or eighth-dan master might not be able to reconstruct it perfectly."

Yan Ziruo forced a smile and apologized again. "Sir, I really didn’t do it on purpose. A dog just suddenly darted out."

"I panicked for a second..."

Looking pitiful and frail, she asked tentatively, "Could you... maybe start a new game?"

"A new game?"

The pot-bellied man roared again, "Are you brainless, woman?"

"In this game, I was just two or three moves away from capturing his large group and securing a huge victory."

"Do you think if we start over, I’ll be able to get such a guaranteed winning position again?"

"Then what exactly do you want me to do?"

Anxious and worried, Yan Ziruo’s voice began to tremble on the verge of tears.

Just then, Yan Feifan stood up and gently placed the dozens of pieces he had collected on the table.

As he set the pieces down, he noticed that the middle-aged man sitting on the right had a cane leaning against the right armrest of his chair.

This made Yan Ziruo have a sudden realization.

’So this handsome, square-faced man with the crew cut wasn’t sitting still like a mountain because of his incredible composure, but because he had difficulty moving.’

The square-faced man gave the pot-bellied man a slight smile and said, "Mr. Yue, stop scaring the young lady."

"This game, we’ll just say you won."

"As for the project collaboration, we’ll go with your proposal."

The pot-bellied man said with a dissatisfied look, "What do you mean ’say I won’?"

"Mr. Pan, I was going to win anyway. This was a rare, crushing victory for me."

He then said with a pained expression, "I had such a great feel for this game. It was good enough to be considered one of my classic matches from the past few years."

"I can’t believe it was all ruined by this reckless, clumsy girl."

The pot-bellied man pointed at Yan Ziruo again and said relentlessly, "Tell me, what are you good for?"

"A single dog is enough to make you panic. You should go home and burn your driver’s license. Stop coming out here and endangering people."

He added indignantly, "My good mood and good luck for the day were all ruined by you. What a disaster."

"If it weren’t for Mr. Pan’s kind heart, I’d have made you two pay dearly today."

"What are you still standing there for?"

The pot-bellied man, growing angrier as he spoke, said with a look of disgust, "Now get lost..."

Seeing his sister being so soft-spoken and humbly apologizing, only to be berated and pointed at, made Yan Feifan feel extremely uncomfortable.

But since they were the ones in the wrong, Yan Feifan couldn’t lash out. He could only endure it.

However, the pot-bellied man’s order to "get lost" was something Yan Feifan could not tolerate.

He shook off his sister’s hand as she tried to pull him away, took a step forward, and with a sweep of his hand, brushed all the scattered Go pieces off the board.

Under the astonished and confused gazes of the pot-bellied and square-faced men, Yan Feifan took black pieces in one hand and white in the other, and began to place them back on the board.

Starting from one corner of the board, the black and white pieces spread out like floor tiles or a jigsaw puzzle being assembled...

When a quarter of the board was covered with black and white pieces, the pot-bellied man and the square-faced man couldn’t help but exchange a look.

They could see the utter disbelief in each other’s eyes...

In less than a minute, Yan Feifan, his hands moving as if in flight, had filled the board with pieces.

"Gentlemen, please take a look. Is this the game you were playing before it was interrupted?"

"Yes, yes, yes! It’s perfect!"

"Not a single piece is out of place!"

The pot-bellied man answered hastily, then stared at Yan Feifan and asked in disbelief, "You... how did you do that?"

Yan Feifan didn’t answer him. Instead, he gave a slight bow and said, "Once again, I apologize to you both for the disturbance."

"I’m Yan Feifan, a doctor at the Affiliated Hospital, and this is my sister. She also works at the Affiliated Hospital."

"If either of you feel unwell because of this incident, you can come find me at the Affiliated Hospital."

After saying this, Yan Feifan turned and walked to the passenger side door, calling out to Yan Ziruo, who was still standing there dumbfounded, "Sis, let’s go."

"Oh, oh, right! Let’s go!"

Yan Ziruo didn’t forget to give the two men an apologetic bow. She then circled the car for a quick inspection before getting in and starting the engine again.

The pot-bellied and square-faced men watched as the car pulled back onto the road and drove toward the villa district, only then slowly averting their gazes.

The square-faced man couldn’t help but marvel, "To memorize the entire board in a single glance... that kind of memory is truly extraordinary. He’s a remarkable person."

"It’s truly unbelievable!"

The pot-bellied man was also full of admiration.

His eyes fell back on the board. He picked up two black pieces and urged, "Mr. Pan, hurry up and make your move. Let’s see how I capture your dragon."

"You want to capture my dragon?"

The square-faced man chuckled lightly and casually placed a white piece somewhere on the board.

This seemingly throwaway move, a single idle piece, made the pot-bellied man’s expression change drastically.

He pondered for a moment, then sighed in disappointment. "Mr. Pan, it turns out you’ve been letting me win all along."

The square-faced man smiled smugly. "I wasn’t going easy on you. That move was a sudden inspiration I had during the commotion just now."

"Alright, deciding the collaboration based on the outcome of a Go game was just a joke anyway."

"For this collaboration, we’ll go with your terms..."

At that moment, Yan Ziruo was driving the MINI at a turtle’s pace up the mountain road.

Still shaken, Yan Ziruo suddenly pointed a finger at Yan Feifan, who had just opened his mouth to speak.

"If you dare say anything sarcastic, I’ll hit you!"

Seeing her brother close his mouth, Yan Ziruo couldn’t help but ask, "Feifan, you don’t know how to play Go. How did you remember their game?"

Yan Feifan replied softly, "The moment the table was knocked over, the pieces on the board hadn’t scattered yet. The angle was just right for me to see the whole layout."

"You memorized it with just that one glance?"

Yan Ziruo felt like this was something out of a fantasy novel; it didn’t feel real at all.

To make sure she wasn’t dreaming, she even pinched her thigh hard.

It was definitely real pain.

"Sis, I told you before. Because of the impact and the coma, the potential of my brain’s memory center was unlocked. My memory skyrocketed, giving me a photographic memory."

"Simply put, I never forget what I see."

Yan Feifan added, "Of course, it’s easy for me to recall information and content that I actively tried to memorize."

"For passively observed details like this, I need to use a method similar to self-hypnosis to retrieve the information."

Yan Ziruo gave an "oh" of partial understanding. "Anyway, all I need to know is that you have a photographic memory. That’s enough."

As they spoke, the car arrived at the villa at the very top of the hill. 𝑓𝓇𝘦ℯ𝘸𝘦𝑏𝓃𝑜𝘷ℯ𝑙.𝑐𝑜𝓂

Yan Ziruo saw an empty space in front of the courtyard where a white Audi Q3 was already parked.

She parked the MINI next to it.

They both got out of the car. Yan Feifan put the little puppy into the cardboard box and carried it to the front of the courtyard.

Shortly after they rang the doorbell, Mrs. Hua came to open the door.

After Yan Feifan made the introductions, the three of them exchanged pleasantries as they entered the courtyard.

Passing through the now even more beautiful and colorful front yard, the Yan siblings entered the ground floor lobby of the villa, where they saw Wang Chuan and Jia Xin coming out to greet them.

Wang Chuan saw that Yan Feifan was carrying a rather large cardboard box.

He was just about to politely say that they didn’t need to bring a gift when he heard the faint WHIMPER of a puppy.

"Yan Feifan, did you bring a puppy?"

Yan Ziruo chimed in, "That’s right, Mr. Wang. A very cute little puppy."

As she spoke, she reached out, plucked the little puppy from the box, and cradled it in her arms.

"Mr. Wang, look, isn’t this puppy adorable?"

Just then, Jia Xin took a step forward, her expression dark, and demanded, "Do you two not know how Yanyan got injured?"

"And you dare to bring her a puppy as a gift? What are your intentions?"