Overpowered Resident Doctor-Chapter 85: I’m Not Beautiful Enough

Thursday morning, 5:50 AM.

Lying in bed, Yan Feifan slowly opened his eyes and asked, "Yiyi, what score did you give me for this surgical simulation?"

"Eighty-one!"

A faint smile appeared on Yan Feifan's face. "Starting from failing grades, again and again, I've finally broken eighty."

At that moment, Yiyi's disdainful voice echoed in his mind, 'Only eighty-one. At best, that's just a "good." Look at you, getting all cocky!'

Yan Feifan said with some contentment, "With your harsh grading standards, I bet no one in the entire country could score over eighty-five."

"Of course, I'm not satisfied with this."

"I'll aim for a score of ninety or higher in tonight's surgery..."

With that, he stopped paying attention to Yiyi and got out of bed to get dressed.

After washing up and finishing his morning exercises, Yan Feifan noticed there wasn't a single sound from his sister's room and pushed the door open to enter.

He saw his sister haphazardly wrapped in her comforter, sleeping soundly right across the bed.

It was a good thing the bed was big and wide enough that she didn't dangle off either end.

Yan Feifan went over and pinched her nose, tugged her ears, pried open her eyelids, and pulled her hair, finally managing to wake his sleepyhead sister.

"Sis, the early bird gets the worm—and the handsome, rich heir!"

Yan Ziruo rolled over, dodging Yan Feifan's hand, and mumbled, "What handsome guys are exercising in the residential complex? It's all old men and women."

"Handsome, rich heirs all go to gyms to work out."

Yan Ziruo rolled over again, her eyes opening a bit more. She looked at Yan Feifan and said, "I should get a gym membership too."

Yan Feifan chuckled. "You really should. With the way you love to eat and sleep, it's obvious you've gained a few pounds lately."

"I have not gotten fat!"

Provoked, Yan Ziruo swiftly rolled up into a kneeling position on the bed and, with a quick move, grabbed Yan Feifan's ear.

"Which one of your eyes saw me get fat?"

Yan Feifan shook his head to free himself from his sister's grip and replied seriously, "Sis, your current weight should be around 120 pounds, right?"

Yan Ziruo's face darkened. Her eyes widened as she said fiercely, "I am not that heavy!"

"Besides, so what if I am 120 pounds?"

"For my height, that's still a standard weight."

Yan Feifan explained, "Sis, I never said your weight wasn't standard. I just said you've gained weight."

"Hmph, isn't that because I wore myself out taking care of you before? I worked myself to the bone and got too thin."

Yan Ziruo once again showed off about her good deeds, then suddenly said, "Feifan, I want to get plastic surgery. On my eyes and nose."

"I didn't trust that Wang Chuan before, but now it seems he's actually pretty good."

"Feifan, what do you think? If I have him touch up my nose and eyes now, he probably wouldn't charge me, right?"

Yan Feifan quickly tried to dissuade her. "Why would you get surgery?"

"Natural is the most beautiful. Sis, you're not ugly at all."

Yan Ziruo huffed, "I know I'm not ugly, but I'm not beautiful enough either. I don't turn any heads when I walk down the street!"

"I'm determined to make myself gorgeous."

Seeing that his sister was being whimsical and was now getting all worked up, Yan Feifan quickly changed the subject. "Sis, I have to go to work. Quick, let me see the wound on your foot."

Yan Ziruo shifted her sitting position and extended her foot.

"Feifan, you know, it really only hurt for that one moment. It hasn't hurt much since."

Yan Feifan glanced at the wound and saw that it had already scabbed over. He quickly left his sister and headed to work...

Yan Feifan spent the entire morning as usual, learning under the guidance of Mr. Wang and Mr. Qin.

During his lunch break, he didn't eat with his sister. Instead, he went to the plastic surgery center's ward once again to check on Lele's condition.

To his surprise, the shared room of Lele and the other little girl who was scheduled for surgery that afternoon was bustling with activity.

There were at least a dozen or so children chattering excitedly around the two of them.

Their friends from the orphanage had come to visit them.

Seeing that Lele was in good spirits, Yan Feifan gave him a simple physical examination, offered a few words of encouragement, and then left the room.

To be honest, Yan Feifan wasn't very good at communicating with patients.

Given his personality, he preferred not to interact unless it was absolutely necessary.

"Mr. Yan..."

Yan Feifan stopped and turned to find Mrs. Gu, the one who had brought the group of children from the orphanage, had chased him out of the room to call after him.

Although she was called Mrs. Gu, the orphanage staff member looked to be thirty at the most.

She wore her hair in a simple ponytail and had a kind, approachable face with no makeup.

"Mr. Yan, on behalf of Lele, Lu, and all the other children who will benefit in the future, thank you for your hard work."

Faced with Mrs. Gu's sincere gaze and heartfelt gratitude, Yan Feifan said politely, "I've only done what little I could..."

At this point, Yan Feifan suddenly felt a little ashamed and admitted frankly, "You probably understand that we have selfish motives for this charity project as well."

Mrs. Gu smiled brightly and said, "I know, but the children are the real beneficiaries."

"For that reason alone, you, Mr. Yan, and Mr. Wang all deserve our heartfelt thanks."

"Actually, we prefer charity projects like this, the ones with selfish motives, because you are more capable of providing the children with more substantial and tangible help."

Mrs. Gu then handed Yan Feifan a sheet of A4 paper.

"Mr. Yan, this is from Hanhan. She didn't come today, so she asked me to give this drawing to you."

Yan Feifan saw that it was a childish crayon drawing of a tall male doctor wearing a surgical cap and a white coat.

He thought for a moment, touched his own nose, and asked, "Is Hanhan the one with the nose and upper lip...?"

Mrs. Gu nodded and sighed. "That's her. She was found injured in front of a clinic."

"She was sent to the hospital for treatment and was in a coma for nearly a month before waking up. She still hasn't recovered her memory."

"So we don't know if she was abandoned by her family or if she lost contact with them after an accident."

Yan Feifan said sympathetically, "I will do everything I can to restore her appearance..."

After parting with Mrs. Gu, Yan Feifan turned a corner and saw Tang Zheng and a slightly short and stout male doctor stepping out of the elevator together.

"Mr. Yan..."

Tang Zheng greeted Yan Feifan enthusiastically, then pointed to the stout man beside him and introduced him. "Ge Xianghui, an attending physician in oral surgery."

"He's my partner for this afternoon's surgery."

"Mr. Ge, hello," Yan Feifan said politely.

Ge Xianghui nodded in response.

Tang Zheng then extended an invitation. "Mr. Yan, our surgery is scheduled for two this afternoon. If you have time, you're welcome to come and observe."

"Thank you for the invitation."

Yan Feifan expressed his thanks but then politely declined. "It's just that I need to focus on preparing for my evening surgery, so I can't get distracted."

Of course, this wasn't what he was really thinking.

'In Yan Feifan's opinion, at Tang Zheng and Ge Xianghui's current skill level, observing their surgery would be a complete waste of time.'

Tang Zheng chuckled. "I understand, I understand!"

"Back when our teacher let me take the lead on a major surgery, I was so excited I barely slept the night before."

He patted Yan Feifan's shoulder again. "Mr. Yan, don't be nervous. With our teacher as your partner for the surgery, you have nothing to worry about."

"And don't you worry, I'll definitely be in the operating room tonight, cheering you on..."

Yan Feifan parted ways with Tang Zheng and Ge Xianghui and took the elevator down to the first-floor lobby, where he was surprised to see his sister heading for the stairs to the second floor.

'She can't be serious, can she? Is she really going to find the director for plastic surgery?'