At 9:30 PM, Yan Feifan and Yu Suye returned to the locker room together after finishing an emergency surgery in the trauma department.
They had just completed a repair surgery on a patient's right index and middle fingers.
The patient was a little boy just over seven years old.
The mischievous child had seen a video on his phone of an expert who could stop the high-speed blades of an electric fan with his finger.
This brave little boy thought he had the same ability.
The result was predictable.
The fan blades had mangled the boy's two fingers, leaving them a bloody mess. Not only that, but two phalanges from each finger had been knocked clean off.
It took Yan Feifan and Yu Suye a great deal of effort to restore the boy's index and middle fingers to a basic, intact form.
Although both fingers were now missing their nails and didn't look very good, Yan Feifan was confident that after recovery, the boy's ability to bend them and grasp objects would still be quite functional...
"Feifan, how did I do today?"
Yan Feifan noticed Yu Suye leaning in so close they were almost touching, her face practically begging for praise. He quietly took a small step back and said softly, "It was acceptable."
He then added, "You still have a lot of room for improvement when it comes to suturing blood vessels and tendons."
The smile on Yu Suye's face froze for a moment. She said, her voice tinged with grievance, "Feifan, don't measure me by your own standards."
Yan Feifan replied matter-of-factly, "I'm not using my own standards. I'm extrapolating based on your current surgical skill and the progress you've made recently."
Seeing Yu Suye start to pout again, Yan Feifan continued, "Su Ye, you should be happy."
"This means you still have significant potential for growth, not that you've reached your limit and can't develop any further."
Yu Suye was taken aback for a second, then nodded gently. "Feifan, what you're saying... sounds surprisingly logical."
"But why can't I seem to feel happy about it?"
Yan Feifan analyzed, "You're not happy, probably because you're subconsciously blaming yourself."
"Having a lot of room for improvement means one thing: you haven't been focused or diligent enough."
Yu Suye was so frustrated.
However, she had to admit that she really hadn't been very focused or diligent lately.
Yu Suye looked at the guy in front of her, the very source of her distraction. 'I have an overwhelming urge to grab his face and squish his cheeks!'
Yan Feifan seemed to sense the danger in her gaze and her antsy energy. He reminded her, "Hurry up and get changed. Aren't you hungry?"
Hearing that, Yu Suye realized she was indeed uncomfortably hungry.
She opened her locker, pulled a chocolate bar from her clothes pocket, tore open the wrapper, and broke it in half.
Yu Suye held one half of the chocolate up to Yan Feifan's mouth.
Yan Feifan raised his hand to take the chocolate, but she dodged him.
Seeing the chocolate offered to his mouth again, Yan Feifan felt a bit helpless. He had no choice but to open his mouth and eat it...
「A little over ten minutes later」
The two left the trauma department and walked briskly toward the bicycle shed behind the emergency department building.
On the way, they were intercepted by Lu Yao.
"Lu Yao, are you itching for a beating again?" Yu Suye flexed her hands and feet, her expression menacing.
Lu Yao hastily took a large step back and shouted, "Su Ye, I'm not here for you! I'm here for Yan Feifan."
"He and I are going to have a man-to-man talk."
"Yan Feifan, don't tell me you're scared of me?"
Yan Feifan frowned. Meeting Lu Yao's provocative gaze, he said with a hint of insecurity, "Lu Yao, I'm not scared of you."
"It's just that there's no need for us to talk."
"No matter what I choose, or whether I'm in the picture or not, it won't change one fact: Su Ye doesn't like you."
"You should be well aware of that, shouldn't you?"
Lu Yao froze, the color draining from his face.
His gaze shifted back to Yu Suye. In a very low voice, he asked, "Su Ye, what detestable flaw do I have that makes you refuse to accept me?"
Yu Suye said slowly, "Lu Yao, your circumstances are actually quite outstanding, and you don't have any unforgivable flaws."
"It's just... it's just..."
Yu Suye thought for a moment but couldn't find the right words. She could only say vaguely, "We did try to get to know each other for a while, but for me, there was just no spark. No feeling."
Lu Yao shouted emotionally, "But Su Ye, I have feelings for you! A very strong, I-won't-marry-anyone-but-you kind of feeling..."
Yu Suye cut him off coldly. "Lu Yao, love is a two-person affair, not a one-sided thing."
As she said this, Yu Suye noticed Yan Feifan glance at her.
She knew exactly why, but she chose to ignore it.
"As for Feifan and me..."
Yu Suye linked her arm with Yan Feifan's. "Feifan is dense as a block of wood, has no sense of fun, and his family background is completely ordinary."
"He's also delicate and bookish-looking, which doesn't fit my usual aesthetic standards at all. But, I've hopelessly fallen for him."
She emphasized, "The kind of love where I'd be willing to have his children."
"Maybe this is love—it comes suddenly and blindly."
Yu Suye looked Lu Yao in the eye and said, "Lu Yao, since you like me so much, why don't you make a little sacrifice and let Feifan and I be happy together?"
"Okay?"
"Not okay!"
Lu Yao shouted, his face flushed, "Love is selfish! Why should I help you two be happy?"
"Su Ye, my love for you can tolerate everything about you."
"Your good points, and your bad ones!"
Lu Yao pointed a finger at Yan Feifan. "Can *he* tolerate your flaw of frequently shoplifting clothes from department stores?"
The moment the words left his mouth, he saw Yu Suye's face turn ice-cold and immediately realized he'd made a huge mistake.
Lu Yao instinctively turned and ran, shouting, "I was talking nonsense! Just spouting nonsense! I'm sorry, I'm sorry..."
Yu Suye only chased him for two steps before stopping.
Her face was ashen. "That bastard. The next time I see him, I'll beat the living daylights out of him."
Yan Feifan walked up to Yu Suye and said in a perceptive tone, "That must have been a last-ditch struggle of a desperate man."
Yu Suye mulled that over, and her eyes lit up. "Hey, you're so right. He wouldn't have thrown out such a huge bombshell unless it was the most critical moment."
"Does this mean he's about to give up?"
Then, Yu Suye's expression turned woeful, and she lamented, "I thought I was hiding it so well."
"I didn't expect that first you..."
Yu Suye corrected herself, "Actually, that bastard must have found out first, and then you found out."
She raised her hand and swore, "Feifan, I swear, ever since you found out last time, I haven't done anything like that again."
"Feifan, you have to believe me."
Yan Feifan grunted in acknowledgment. "I believe you."
"Let's hurry and ride back. I'm starving..."
The two of them walked to the bicycle shed. Just as they took out their bike keys, Yan Feifan got a call from Chen Yu.
"Where are you? Get back here, now."
"And bring Yu Suye with you."
Yan Feifan let out a soft "oh" of acknowledgment, and then Chen Yu's excited voice came through the phone again.
"Feifan, you're in luck. Tonight, I'm taking you and Yu Suye with me to perform a rather rare and major surgery..."
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