Ren Xiaobao, at only eight years old, had psychological problems that were exceptionally severe.

Dr. Tan Xiao’s diagnosis was that he not only suffered from a hysterical loss of bodily function due to his psychological issues, but also had depression and autistic tendencies.

Through some psychological suggestion and hypnosis, she successfully got Ren Xiaobao to read a few lines of text on the phone screen.

And she even had Ren Xiaobao hold the phone.

This made Ren Zhongyuan excited beyond measure.

Perhaps in his view, psychological problems weren’t a big deal.

As long as the blindness, loss of speech, and muscle weakness weren’t caused by brain damage from the surgery, everything was fine.

This was despite Dr. Tan Xiao’s solemn warning that the effects of the earlier suggestion and hypnosis were only temporary.

It didn’t mean Ren Xiaobao was cured; he would still require long-term psychological intervention and treatment.

"Dr. Qiu, Mr. Yan, I’m so sorry!"

Ren Zhongyuan bowed slightly and said, "I was rash and spoke offensively. I wrongly blamed you. Please, forgive me."

Qiu Ge, now in a great mood, waved her hand magnanimously. "Mr. Ren, when it’s your own child, it’s easy to get flustered and lose your composure. I completely understand."

The two sides exchanged a few more pleasantries, and the unpleasant matter was put completely behind them.

By the time Qiu Ge, Yan Feifan, Yu Suye, and Tan Xiao walked out of the inpatient building, it was nearly ten o’clock at night.

Qiu Ge stopped and said sincerely, "Dr. Tan, thank you for coming all the way over here this late to diagnose Ren Xiaobao."

"I’ve been in agony for the better part of the day."

Tan Xiao gave a faint smile and said, "Dr. Qiu, you’re too kind. I’m very happy to have been called for such an interesting case."

"It’s quite rare for an eight-year-old child to have such severe psychological problems."

She glanced at her watch and continued, "Dr. Qiu, Mr. Yan, Dr. Yu, I have a personal matter to attend to, so I’ll be taking my leave now."

"Alright, Dr. Tan. Please, go ahead."

Qiu Ge added, "Mr. Yan just flew back from Jingcheng today after performing a freelance surgery, and I’m not in the best shape either."

"Sometime this week, I’ll find the time to thank you all properly."

Tan Xiao chuckled. "Dr. Qiu, there’s no need to be so formal."

"I really must be going now."

She gave a nod to Qiu Ge, Yan Feifan, and Yu Suye, then turned and walked gracefully away...

Qiu Ge pulled her gaze from Tan Xiao’s departing figure and turned to Yan Feifan.

"Mr. Yan, your judgment was once again flawless. You’ve truly saved me from a terrible predicament."

Yan Feifan said humbly, "Just lucky. I made the right bet again."

"Even if I hadn’t been here today, the facts are the facts. Another doctor would have discovered Ren Xiaobao’s true condition eventually."

Qiu Ge said ruefully, "That’s hard to say."

"I know of a case where a little girl, paralyzed by a high fever, lay in bed for fourteen years before she was finally diagnosed with hysterical paralysis."

"A situation like Ren Xiaobao’s could easily be misdiagnosed as a complication from surgical damage."

Qiu Ge said with some lingering fear, "Getting one failure on my record isn’t the end of the world. I could continue my work as usual. After all, cranial surgery is inherently high-risk, and no one can avoid failure completely."

"But if this had been delayed for a few years, Ren Xiaobao’s entire life could have been ruined."

Yan Feifan chuckled. "Going by what you’re saying, Dr. Qiu, it sounds like Mr. Ren is the one who should be thanking me."

Qiu Ge let out a chuckle. "That’s true."

She let out a long sigh of relief. "Mr. Yan, thanks to you, I’ll be able to sleep soundly tonight..." 𝗳𝗿𝐞𝕖𝘄𝗲𝕓𝗻𝚘𝚟𝕖𝐥.𝚌𝕠𝕞

When Yan Feifan and Yu Suye rode shared bikes back to their residence at Zuimo Court, it was already a quarter past ten.

Yan Feifan saw his sister and Du Qiu in the living room, watching TV and waiting for them.

"Mr. Yan, I’ll go cook some wontons right away!"

Du Qiu got up and went to the kitchen, while Yan Ziruo eagerly took the briefcase from her younger brother’s hand.

She glanced at the money inside the briefcase and chuckled. "I’ll keep ten thousand at home for emergencies. I’ll deposit the rest tomorrow."

Yan Ziruo then asked curiously, "Hey, Feifan, what kind of emergency patient were you and Su Ye dealing with at the hospital to be back so late?"

Regarding the Ren Xiaobao situation, Yan Feifan had originally planned to tell his sister only after the results were clear.

Now, he couldn’t help but silently applaud his wise decision.

Otherwise, his sister would have been on an emotional rollercoaster, needlessly worrying about those five million.

"Su Ye, why don’t you tell her about it? I’m going to go wash up first..."

By the time Yan Feifan finished showering, changed his clothes, and came out of the bathroom, Yu Suye had already changed into her pajamas, and his sister’s face was flushed with excitement.

On the coffee table were two bowls of wontons sprinkled with chopped cilantro, along with two refreshing side dishes.

Yan Feifan sat down on the sofa, eating his wontons while listening to his sister chatter excitedly in his ear.

"Feifan, Mr. Wang has already finalized the specific partnership agreement with Mr. Luo for the private kitchen. He just sent it over tonight."

"Mr. Luo is still investing two million, and his share has been reduced from the original fifty percent to forty, but he’ll have operational management rights for the restaurant."

"Feifan, do you want to take a look at the agreement?"

Yan Feifan shook his head. "Sis, for things like this, as long as you review it and see no problems, it’s fine."

Yan Ziruo hummed in agreement and then added a reminder, "The agreement requires the investment funds to be in place within two weeks."

Yan Feifan gave a soft "oh," indicating that he understood.

"Oh, Feifan, did you know?"

Yan Ziruo continued eagerly, "Yanyan has to train for an hour or two in the morning, and another hour or two in the afternoon."

"She also has to read and study every day, and sometimes she even learns how to play snooker with Mr. Wang in the evenings."

"It’s just so tough on her."

"It hasn’t even been that long since we last saw her, but when Xiaoyu and I saw her today, we could hardly believe how tan she’d gotten."

Yan Feifan swallowed the food in his mouth and explained, "It’s all in preparation for the surgery."

"Yanyan’s plastic surgery can’t be completed in a single operation."

"And the recovery process is also quite painful."

"This requires Yanyan to be in good physical condition and to have strong willpower."

Yan Ziruo sighed softly and asked, "Feifan, has the date for Yanyan’s surgery been set?"

"Not yet. We’re aiming to start around the end of the year."

After saying this, Yan Feifan turned to look at his sister for a few moments, then said with a look of disdain, "Sis, how long has it been since you went to the gym?"

"You’ve gained five pounds, haven’t you?"

"I have not gained five pounds!"

Yan Ziruo sucked in her stomach and shrieked like a cat whose tail had been stepped on.

"I haven’t been working out lately because I’ve been at home recovering from my injury."

She pointed to the medical tape on her nose and asked, "Feifan, it’s been a week. I don’t need to wear this tape anymore, right?"

Yan Feifan reached out and peeled the tape off his sister’s nose and eyelids, revealing some faint marks from the surgery.

"You don’t need to wear it anymore."

"Feifan, can I wear makeup?"

Yan Feifan gave her a look. "What’s the rush? We’ll see in another week."

"Oh, Sis, tomorrow you can go to the pharmacy in the lobby of the plastic surgery center and pick up a box of good scar-removing cream."

"The results are pretty decent. It’ll help the surgical scars fade a bit faster."

Yan Ziruo’s eyes widened as she said indignantly, "If there’s such a good scar cream, why didn’t you tell me sooner?"

"If I had used it a few days earlier, there wouldn’t even be a trace left by now."

Yan Feifan smiled guiltily. Not wanting to admit he had simply forgotten, he explained with a straight face, "Actually, that scar cream contains steroids. Using too much of it isn’t good for you."

"The marks on your face are very light and small. Even without the cream, they’ll disappear completely in a few more days..."