Chapter 322: Chapter 321: Privilege Mentality

On Sunday morning, Yan Feifan woke up much earlier than usual, just after five o’clock.

He was woken up by the heat.

After waking, Yan Feifan realized that a leg and an arm were draped over him, and he was being held tight like an octopus.

On an early summer morning in Binhai, it would have been strange if he wasn’t hot while holding a clingy human furnace in his arms.

But once Yan Feifan was fully awake, he felt even hotter.

This time, the heat came from within, as if he were breathing fire.

The heat forced Yan Feifan to shed his pajamas, along with her little nightie, which was as light as air...

A little after seven in the morning, Yan Feifan, having skipped his usual workout, finally got out of bed and carefully covered the deeply sleeping Yu Suye with a blanket.

He went to the bathroom, quickly washed up and took a shower, changed his clothes, and left the house with his briefcase.

After reaching the south gate of his residential complex, he walked straight into a small diner.

Yan Feifan was surprised to find He Pengfei, the deputy director of the local police station, and a colleague also eating at the diner.

He ordered a bowl of wontons and a serving of pan-fried buns, then sat down across from Mr. He.

"Mr. He, were you busy all night?"

He Pengfei grunted in acknowledgment and explained, "We came nearby to handle a neighborhood dispute and just decided to grab breakfast here."

He paused, then added in a low voice, "Mr. Yan, that guy from last night... we interrogated him for most of the night. We’re fairly certain he has a severe cross-dressing fetish and psychological issues. He likes to secretly take indecent photos."

"As for the serious criminal activity we were worried about, we haven’t found any signs of it yet."

"Today, we’ll be conducting an on-site investigation to verify everything."

Yan Feifan let out a soft "oh" before asking with concern, "Mr. He, what about all those indecent photos of little girls?"

He Pengfei said gravely, "According to his confession, he secretly photographed the children at the kindergarten where he works."

"He... he works at a kindergarten?" Yan Feifan was very surprised.

He Pengfei hummed in confirmation. "He confessed that he cross-dresses daily and lives his life as a woman."

"He even had someone forge an ID card, a graduation certificate, and other fake documents, and actually managed to get hired as a teacher at a kindergarten."

"According to him, he’s been working at that kindergarten for almost a year, and no one has suspected a thing."

"Also, his roommate is a woman, and she’s always believed he was a woman too."

Yan Feifan couldn’t help but click his tongue. "This guy is really something else."

"It seems he’s already become a woman in his speech, his mannerisms, and even psychologically."

He Pengfei also smiled. "Yeah. If you hadn’t given me a heads-up from the start, Mr. Yan, I would have thought he was a woman too."

"Given his situation, we’ll have to apply for a psychiatric evaluation."

Yan Feifan explained, "Mr. He, his condition isn’t a psychiatric issue, it’s a psychological one."

"It’s a problem with his gender identity."

"To put it simply, although he has a male body, in his mind, he believes he is a woman."

Yan Feifan then asked with concern, "Mr. He, what about the little girl I asked you to find?"

He Pengfei asked for confirmation, "It’s not a serious emergency, is it?"

Yan Feifan shook his head.

He Pengfei let out a soft breath of relief. "That’s good. Because this case involves so many children at the kindergarten, we’ve already reported it up the chain. Today we need to coordinate with the district’s Education Bureau, the Women’s Federation, and other relevant departments to conduct an inspection."

"As for that little girl, I will find her personally..."

After he and Mr. He’s group finished their breakfast one after another, Yan Feifan walked out of the diner and immediately saw the older man he had met twice before, standing next to an Audi parked by the roadside.

The man saw Yan Feifan as well, reached out to open the rear passenger door, and made an inviting gesture.

Yan Feifan didn’t stand on ceremony and got right in.

Once inside, he realized it was just him and the older man in the Audi, which had a rather nice interior.

After the car had been moving for a while, Yan Feifan noticed that the older man was a very good driver; the ride was quite smooth.

He closed his eyes, reassured, and once again began to simulate and refine the cranial puncture injection plan for the surgery in his mind...

The sound of a saxophone playing "Jasmine" suddenly rang out, pulling Yan Feifan from his thoughts.

He opened his eyes, took out his phone, and saw it was a call from Zheng Ling, a neurosurgeon at the Affiliated Hospital.

As soon as Yan Feifan answered the call, Mr. Zheng’s voice came through the phone.

"Mr. Yan, sorry to bother you."

"Are you free today?"

"I have a patient with a spinal canal tumor and was hoping you could help."

Yan Feifan replied politely, "Mr. Zheng, it’s really not a good time. I actually have a freelance surgery scheduled for today. I’m already on my way."

His words had barely left his mouth when a woman’s shrill voice suddenly came through the phone.

"Mr. Yan, my husband is an important leader in Kunzhou City! His health is not something to be taken lightly..."

Hearing this, Yan Feifan felt a surge of disgust and switched the call to speakerphone.

The woman’s voice continued, "We’ve already spoken with the Binhai Health Commission and your hospital’s leadership. They all said they would take every measure to ensure my husband receives the best possible treatment."

"Mr. Yan, we heard that..."

"your dehydrated ethanol injection technique has a unique application in... intraspinal tumor resection surgery."

"Your presence is requested to assist with the surgery. This is a sign of the leadership’s trust and esteem for you. It is a glorious political task."

After a brief pause, the woman’s voice rang out again.

"Mr. Yan, around what time can you get here?"

Yan Feifan glanced ahead. Seeing no reaction from the older man who was driving, he could only say, "Hello, it’s really an inconvenient time. I’m also in the middle of performing a very important surgery that’s been called a political task."

"I hope you can understand, but I won’t be able to make it back anytime soon."

"Whose surgery could possibly be more important than my husband’s?"

The woman’s voice on the phone suddenly grew a notch louder. "Mr. Yan, let me disclose a very important piece of information to you."

"The incoming Party Secretary of your hospital is my husband’s college classmate and good friend."

"Mr. Yan, they say you’re a medical genius, so you must be smart enough to weigh the pros and cons."

"I won’t say any more than that."

Yan Feifan then heard her say in a heavy tone, "Mr. Yan, I expect to see you at the hospital within the hour."

After saying this, she hung up.

Yan Feifan couldn’t help but frown.

He despised this kind of deep-seated entitlement.

As for today’s surgery, if Vice-President Liu Jin hadn’t personally called, he, in his youthful pride, would never have taken it on.

With all his skills, he wasn’t afraid of being suppressed or having things made difficult for him.

If things got really bad, he could just switch hospitals.

If that didn’t work, he’d switch cities.

The world was a big place. With his level of expertise, he wasn’t afraid of being unable to find a place for himself.

Yan Feifan put his phone away, and the older man’s voice sounded by his ear.

"Mr. Yan, please focus on your surgery with peace of mind."

"Don’t worry about anything else. I will take care of it for you, properly and thoroughly..."

Around nine in the morning, the car drove into the Armed Police General Hospital in southern Binhai and stopped in front of a towering twenty-two-story building...