Chen Yu arrived for work, got out of her car, and slammed the door shut with a loud SLAM. She looked over at Qin Ying, who was standing in her reserved parking spot.

"Alright, spit it out. What kind of support do you need for that punk this time?"

Chen Yu looked thoroughly annoyed. "It’s Monday. I have a mountain of work to get through."

"So get to the point. Don’t waste my time."

The words had barely left her mouth when Qin Ying tossed a paper file at her. Chen Yu scrambled to catch it.

It was a physical patient file.

Chen Yu quickly flipped through a few pages, clicking her tongue. "His manhood was more than halfway bitten off by a pig. This poor guy’s life is tragic."

She closed the file. "So what? Why are you showing me this?"

"You know as well as I do that with current medical technology, there’s nothing we can do for a patient in this condition."

"You want a purely cosmetic reconstruction with no function?"

"You should be talking to Wang Chuan for that!"

Qin Ying, her expression stern the entire time, finally spoke. "Feifan came up with a surgical plan."

"One that’s actually feasible."

Qin Ying didn’t keep Chen Yu in suspense. In just a few sentences, she summarized Yan Feifan’s proposal: transplanting a phalanx from a toe to serve as a penile bone.

After hearing the explanation, Chen Yu mulled it over for a moment, then couldn’t help but shake her head and chuckle. "I have no idea how that kid’s brain works. He’s got some wild ideas, but this one... it actually has some theoretical merit."

"Alright..."

She met Qin Ying’s gaze and nodded. "I’ll arrange for Feifan to get some hands-on practice as soon as I can. It’s what I promised him, after all."

"But opportunities like this are rare and you can’t just force them to appear. It’s no use being impatient."

Qin Ying added, her face impassive, "You should be part of this too. Help verify Feifan’s proposal."

Chen Yu paused, slightly taken aback. She raised an eyebrow. "Well, now. That’s a rare sight. You’re actually willing to share the credit and glory with me?"

"But this is Feifan’s idea."

"Even as his mentor, you can’t make that decision for him, can you?"

Qin Ying snorted. "I provided the case file. I was the one who pressured him into coming up with the idea. And I am his mentor."

"I absolutely have the right."

"Besides, with Feifan’s current skill level, he isn’t capable of verifying the concept and performing this surgery on his own."

Chen Yu let out a laugh. "Well, I’m practically Feifan’s mentor in a real sense now, too."

"And for a bold, brilliant idea like this, I have a responsibility to help him see it through..."

「Qin Ying’s Medical Research Office」

Qi Xiuping walked over to the operating table, where Yan Feifan was practicing with a penis specimen. "Mr. Yan, I’m finished."

Yan Feifan set down his instruments, pulled off his rubber gloves, and walked from the operating table to the sofa area.

Lv Xin, who was sitting there, quickly put away her compact mirror and stood up.

The so-called "face-slimming tape" was actually just clear, breathable adhesive tape. By pulling and tightening the facial muscles, it could create some changes in the user’s face shape.

Right now, a dozen or so thin strips of this tape had been applied to Lv Xin’s face, subtly altering the shape of her face, eyebrows, eyes, mouth, and chin.

As Yan Feifan and Yu Suye, who had followed him over, scrutinized her, Lv Xin kept her face perfectly still, not daring to make any other expression.

She was terrified that any slight facial movement would cause one of the strips of tape to snap loose.

"Lv Xin, as the subject of this transformation, are you satisfied with how you look right now?"

In response to Yan Feifan’s question, Lv Xin nodded quickly. She gently parted her lips and whispered, "Satisfied, I’m satisfied!"

"Mr. Yan, if I could really look like this, I’d wake up smiling in my sleep."

"Whenever I go out to meet friends, it takes me one or two hours to do my makeup, and it has to be heavy makeup at that."

"If I looked like this, it would only take me half an hour."

"Who doesn’t want to look fresh and naturally beautiful?"

"Mr. Yan, you have no idea. Almost my entire monthly salary goes to cosmetics..."

Yan Feifan quickly waved his hand, cutting off Lv Xin’s rambling.

After the major adjustments to her eyes, mouth, and face shape, Lv Xin did indeed look much prettier and more charming.

If her original appearance was a passing grade of sixty out of a hundred, she had now been upgraded to a solid eighty.

A twenty-point improvement was nothing to scoff at.

But, noticing Yan Feifan’s blank expression, Qi Xiuping asked worriedly, "Mr. Yan, was my work not good enough?"

Yan Feifan said thoughtfully, "It’s not that it’s not good enough, it’s just that the result is a bit... ordinary. It doesn’t have that ’wow’ factor."

"Dr. Qi, you need to understand, the competition for this is fierce."

"With a result like this, your only hope is that everyone else is just as mediocre."

The word "mediocre" seemed to have struck a nerve with Qi Xiuping.

He couldn’t help but retort, "Mr. Yan, my parents had me studying painting ever since I was in elementary school."

"I only stopped taking art classes and other hobbies in high school because my coursework got too demanding."

"My watercolor paintings regularly won awards in elementary and middle school. Granted, they were just small school- or district-level awards."

Yan Feifan could hear the indignant tone in Qi Xiuping’s voice.

He didn’t argue back or pull rank to criticize him. He simply reached out and began making adjustments to Lv Xin’s face.

Yan Feifan didn’t change the position of the tape strips, only their tension.

For instance, he slightly loosened the tape pulling up the corners of her eyes, making the upward tilt gentler.

Then, he allowed a bit more fullness to return to her cheeks, giving them a softer, plumper look...

Yan Feifan made a tiny adjustment to nearly every piece of tape Qi Xiuping had applied.

One or two changes didn’t seem to make much of a difference.

But when the effects of all the changes came together, creating what could only be described as a qualitative transformation, Qi Xiuping’s eyes filled with disbelief.

Qi Xiuping’s adjustments had pushed Lv Xin’s features toward the generic, cookie-cutter "influencer face."

It was pretty, but it looked a bit stiff and lacked character.

But with each of Yan Feifan’s successive, subtle changes, life slowly seeped back into Lv Xin’s face.

Her slightly full cheeks, her eyes that held a hint of a smile, and her now playfully full, sensual lips...

It was as if Yan Feifan’s minute adjustments had breathed a soul into Lv Xin’s face, bringing it to life.

It made her unforgettable.

It was a face that was uniquely Lv Xin’s.

As Qi Xiuping stared in amazement, the stark difference between the before and after made him realize his own greatest weakness. 𝙛𝓻𝒆𝓮𝒘𝙚𝙗𝒏𝙤𝙫𝓮𝒍.𝓬𝒐𝙢

He was too technical, too formulaic. He hadn’t enhanced Lv Xin’s unique features.

’It’s just...’

Qi Xiuping sighed to himself. ’Tailoring the procedure to the individual... it’s so much easier said than done.’

’It’s impossible to do something like this without a wealth of experience.’

This made him genuinely respect Yan Feifan’s abilities.

’The world of a genius truly is beyond the comprehension of ordinary people.’

’He’s clearly younger than I am, but the skills he displays are more impressive than those of senior doctors with twenty or thirty years of clinical experience.’

Lv Xin saw the change in Qi Xiuping’s and Yu Suye’s expressions.

The moment Yan Feifan pulled his hands back and took a step away, she frantically flipped open her compact mirror...

’Ah, is that person in the mirror... really me?’

After a moment of dazed disbelief, Lv Xin asked eagerly, "Mr. Yan, Mr. Yan, the way I look right now..."

She asked, her voice a mix of apprehension and hope, "You can make this happen, right?"

Yan Feifan admitted frankly, "It can be done, yes. However, this wouldn’t be a minor surgery."

"And you’d need minor follow-up procedures for maintenance later on..."

"I wouldn’t recommend..."

Before he could finish, Lv Xin cut him off excitedly.

"Mr. Yan, I want to do it! I want to do it! I’m not scared! I don’t care what the side effects are, I’m not afraid... AH..."

"AH..."

Lv Xin’s sudden shouts startled Yan Feifan.

He saw her touching her face, looking pitiful. "Mr. Yan, the tape snapped."

"I... I haven’t even taken a picture yet..."

Amused, Yan Feifan reapplied the tape for her.

While Lv Xin was busy taking selfies from every possible angle, Yan Feifan said to Qi Xiuping, "Come on. Let’s go down to the first floor and find an injured patient. I want to see your skill level when it comes to treating wounds."

"If your wound treatment skills are as mediocre as this, then I suggest you stop wasting your time."

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