Feng Jianxiang’s heart skipped a beat, "Chief?! That’s impossible! How can I perform surgery alongside the Chief Officer?! No, no!" He waved his hands repeatedly, his head shaking like a rattle. According to the ancient hierarchy, the Chief Officer was akin to royalty, while he was at best a magistrate. How could he possibly perform surgery with royalty? No, absolutely not!

Unexpectedly, An Yiqing raised an eyebrow, "In the face of life and death, where do these hierarchy concepts come from? If I say you can, then you can. Director Feng, prepare well, it looks like the old man’s surgery will require a few days of stay at my place."

Even after sending An Yiqing out the door, Feng Jianxiang was still in a daze. Was his father’s illness going to be cured? Was he going to have a child? Was his father actually going to have surgery with the Chief Officer?!

Was this a dream?

However, the next day, when Feng Jianxiang received a personal call from Sun Peiying offering condolences, he finally snapped back to reality. It wasn’t a dream, all of this was given to him by that young woman!

Four days later, Sun Peiying and his family, along with Feng Jianxiang, secretly arrived at An Yiqing’s villa with the assistance of An Zhifeng and others.

Ever since Xie Xiaoran and Xie Huan left, An Yiqing had built a medical room in the basement of the villa identical to the one at Xuandu Small Villa. It was specifically used for diagnosing and treating patients. During these days, many had come seeking treatment, and An Yiqing’s reputation on Flower Island was growing rapidly.

Sun Peiying never imagined that he, as the Chief Officer, would have a day where he’d be stunned. His whereabouts were always kept confidential, yet he couldn’t conceal it from many interested parties. Especially when accompanying Feng Jianxiang somewhere, it was easy for people to suspect collusion. Who would have thought the few individuals An Yiqing sent to assist him would open his eyes, making him feel that the spies and bodyguards around him were not even enough to fill the gaps between their teeth.

"Sister Rao, Director Feng, the family needs to wait outside. Only Uncle Sun and the old man can go in. Don’t worry, I won’t let anything happen to them."

As she spoke, An Zhifeng and others pushed Sun Peiying into the operating room, while Feng Jianxiang’s father lay on a bed in the waiting room. Outside the waiting room was a small lounge. Feng Jianxiang’s family and Sun Peiying’s family all sat anxiously on the sofa, waiting.

Sun Peiying’s surgery took quite a while; he had undergone too many surgeries before, leaving his heart scarred. To prevent any mid-operation danger, previous scars had to be repaired, which indeed took considerable effort from An Yiqing. When Sun Peiying was wheeled out of the operating room, it was already three hours later.

Sun Rao’s family quickly stood up to greet him.

"The surgery was successful. The patient needs to be observed in the ward for twenty-four hours. After the danger period, he can be transferred to a general hospital for recovery." An Zhifeng briefly explained before pushing Feng Jianxiang’s father in. 𝕗𝐫𝐞𝕖𝕨𝐞𝗯𝚗𝕠𝘃𝐞𝚕.𝐜𝗼𝚖

Craniotomy requires very precise observation equipment. However, An Yiqing, thanks to her Clairvoyant Eye, more comparable to a divine tool, found that when it came to instruments and such, they were no match for her own eyes. Since the old man’s illness was in the head and the blocked blood vessels were very tiny, An Yiqing used acupuncture methods to clear them. This way, the safety was much higher.

The surgery lasted quite a while, primarily because the old man’s age meant his physical functions were already declining, so An Yiqing couldn’t easily use aggressive treatments. Five hours later, the sky outside had darkened, and An Yiqing also finished the surgery.

"The surgery was very successful. The blocked blood vessels are fully cleared. Once the old man wakes up, he can return to normal." Exiting the operating room, An Yiqing removed her mask.

Feng Jianxiang’s family was extremely grateful, continuously thanking An Yiqing.

"Miss An, I really don’t know how to thank you. Rest assured, I will gather the funds for the surgery and medical expenses as quickly as possible!" Feng Jianxiang said excitedly.

Who knew, An Yiqing waved her hand, "No need to gather it all, the old man’s surgery fee is only two thousand yuan, in Xuanjin Currency."

"Two, two thousand yuan?!" Feng Jianxiang was stunned.

"Yes, two thousand yuan." An Yiqing nodded, then looked at Sun Rao, "Sister Rao, Uncle Sun’s surgery fee is the same price, also two thousand yuan."

Sun Rao was shocked, clearly disapproving, "Sister, you cured my father’s illness, how could you charge so little? I don’t agree!"

Feng Jianxiang also nodded in agreement, "Yes, Miss An, I’ve heard about your consultation fees; they are at least six figures. Two thousand yuan is absolutely not enough!"