Feng Zhile had already agreed to undergo the surgery. However, this particular operation was of high difficulty, requiring a highly professional medical team and advanced medical equipment to support it.
To ensure the success of the surgery, the hospital had mobilized top-tier surgeons and arranged multiple pre-operative discussions, striving to consider every single detail thoroughly.
At the same time, the equipment inside the operating room was comprehensively inspected and updated to guarantee that no technical malfunctions would occur during the procedure.
The medical plan was proposed by Yu Se, making him the well-deserved chief surgeon for this operation.
Initially, Xiao Junyao had some reservations. After all, the medical team he had hired enjoyed a prominent reputation domestically and, to a certain extent, surpassed Yu Se in expertise.
However, Feng Yinchen disagreed. He possessed a sort of blind trust in Yu Se, firmly believing that Yu Se could lead the medical team to successfully complete this high-difficulty surgery.
This level of trust gave Xiao Junyao a certain illusion, as if Yu Se were not merely a doctor, but an indispensable guardian in Feng Yinchen’s life.
An existence akin to a deity.
Naturally, Yu Se felt a certain psychological pressure. After coming to this melodramatic novel world, he had only performed one male delivery surgery.
However, he had already begun conducting research in many aspects regarding the physiological structural changes of male pregnancy, potential complications during pregnancy, and various risks that might be encountered during the surgery.
Coupled with the fact that the medical technology in this melodramatic novel world was clearly superior to the real world, for instance, the multi-field application of new artificial ligaments and the reduction of the harmful impact of new anesthetics on the human body, brand new breakthroughs had been achieved.
That was why he dared to propose such a bold and innovative idea in the first place.
Feng Yinchen’s trust and support were carried out entirely behind the scenes, with only Xiao Junyao knowing about it.
Yu Se quickly adjusted his psychological state, allowing himself to relax and become at ease very quickly.
He knew this surgery concerned not only the lives of Feng Zhile and the child in his womb, but also his foundational foothold in this world.
Just before stepping onto the operating table, Yu Se carefully reviewed the surgical plan over and over again, striving not to miss a single detail. From the choice of anesthesia and the positioning of the incision to the post-operative care and recovery plan, he simulated and rehearsed every single one in his mind.
Accompanied by Xiao Junyao, Feng Zhile did not put up excessive resistance to the surgery either. Especially after he listened to Yu Se’s suggestion and was informed that the incision for this surgery wouldn’t be very large, and that upon completion, it could greatly reduce the compression of the enlarged uterus during late pregnancy on the internal organs, pelvic cavity, and especially the intestines, lowering the probability of miscarriage and premature birth.
The surgery was scheduled for the morning of the fifth day.
At the entrance of the operating room, Yu Se saw all the members of the Feng family, along with Xiao Junyao’s nephew, Xiao Lin.
As his former financial backer, Xiao Lin displayed a certain degree of awkwardness when facing Yu Se.
After all, his future youngest aunt or uncle and the baby in the belly were now entirely handed over to Yu Se, who possessed no status or power, to manage.
Meanwhile, his own wife had already departed for abroad, soon entering her pre-delivery period.
Yu Se, on the other hand, was graceful and poised, offering him a slight smile.
Turning his gaze back toward the Feng family members, he found their faces grew progressively more solemn one by one.
Only Feng Yinchen was smiling.
Yet he had brought the little black snake with him today. The small snake coiled around its master’s shoulder, flicking its tongue at Yu Se as per usual.
By comparison, it felt instead as if Feng Yinchen were secretly cheering him on in some mysterious way.
Perhaps I am mistaken.
Yu Se didn’t think Feng Yinchen would look upon him with special favor, except that those jade-glazed eyes were exceptionally striking, blinking slightly as he stared at him, conveying more romantic signals than words could express.
Needing a calm and clear mind before stepping onto the operating table, Yu Se didn’t quite dare catch his gaze. Pretending not to see him, he led his beloved disciple Wang Qi and the other members of his team to walk swiftly into the operating room.
Feng Yinchen watched someone’s departing figure all the way until it vanished, his expression changing in the blink of an eye as he turned to put on an arrogant, haughty scowl toward the Xiao family.
Xiao Lin immediately complained to Xiao Junyao with a sense of injustice, “Who does he think he is?”
Naturally, Xiao Junyao held plenty of internal dissatisfaction, but he also said helplessly, “After Zhile and I get married, we’ll have to change our form of address and call this person Uncle too.”
“Your uncle’s uncle, who do you think he is?”
Xiao Junyao was rendered speechless instantly.
Right.
Xiao Junyao said, “Feng Yinchen said before that the marriage alliance between the two families is fine, provided that you must apologize to him.”
“Based on what?” Xiao Junyao was on the verge of shouting out loud. “Did I offend him? I didn’t even know him before!”
The uncle and nephew kept their conversation strictly hushed. Feng Yinchen didn’t disdain looking at them at all, except that the black snake resting on his shoulder turned its head to stare at the two of them with terrifying snake eyes, acting like a blood-drenched supervisor ready to bite their throats right off if they dared talk nonsense.
In truth, Xiao Junyao couldn’t quite get a read on Feng Yinchen’s pulse either, feeling that this person was rather mystical, or in other words, somewhat putting on airs.
Yet it didn’t belong to hypocritical affectation at all; rather, it gave off the visceral impression that besides himself, everyone else was simply trash, unworthy of sharing the oxygen in the same space.
He said to the bewildered Xiao Lin, “You ask me for a reason, but actually I don’t know either. Still, if we really have to find one.”
“It should be that he just doesn’t like the look of you.”
Xiao Junyao was almost laughing in exasperation at his own words, consoling the annoyed Xiao Lin, “It’s fine, he doesn’t like the look of me either.”
The scheduled duration for the surgery was three hours. Initially, when Yu Se proposed this recommendation, many people on the medical team disagreed, believing the core of this surgery lay in installing artificial uterosacral ligaments on both sides of the uterus, a high-difficulty operation that entirely tested a surgeon’s technique and hand speed.
At the time, Yu Se hadn’t offered too much explanation.
Until the early stages of the surgery, when he carefully and meticulously separated the areas where Feng Zhile’s uterus and intestines had adhered together.
This was a delicate and time-consuming process requiring an extremely high degree of focus and skill.
Acting as the chief surgeon, Yu Se’s movements were steady and rapid, every micro-movement revealing his absolute control over this operation.
The other medical staff inside the operating room had already noticed that his hands were exceptionally steady, accurate, and ruthless.
So deft it bordered on the terrifying.
The other members of the collaborating team exchanged glances, passing knowing looks among themselves.
A pair of hands like this absolutely did not belong to a regular obstetrics and gynecology doctor.
Until the second stage of the surgery, when Yu Se installed the artificial uterosacral ligaments and uterosacral ligaments between Feng Zhile’s pelvic cavity and the malformed uterus.
The operational difficulty and precision requirements far surpassed ordinary surgeries.
Yet Yu Se was fully confident, every movement appearing so poised and unhurried as if he had long since known this inside and out.
The team members exchanged glances once more, their hearts filled with doubt and awe.
Everyone began to realize that this seemingly young obstetrician likely possessed a profound background and astonishing strength unknown to them.
Yu Se’s gaze was focused and firm, as if he were conducting a silent battle.
And the time inside the operating room seemed to freeze at this moment, all gazes converging on his nimble hands.
Observing and learning from the side, Wang Qi fell into deep contemplation as well.
He continuously replayed every single detail of Yu Se’s performance during the surgery, that impeccably precise operation and unhurried attitude, both of which filled him with shock and pride.
The surgery was completed perfectly right on schedule.
As the attending doctor, Yu Se needed to give a brief debriefing to the family members. Before he even stepped out of the operating room, he was surrounded by several other members of the team.
They asked him one after another, “Doctor Yu, isn’t it too much of a waste for a pair of hands like yours to be an obstetrician?”
“Doctor Yu, your hands are simply too steady.”
“Doctor Yu, you’re actually a surgeon, right? I feel like you’d have zero problem performing neurosurgery either.”
Yu Se hesitated for about a second.
During their undergraduate internships, medical students rotate through the obstetrics and gynecology department without exception.
This meant that regardless of whether they eventually became physicians or surgeons, they had a very high probability of having participated in several cesarean sections.
However, full-time obstetricians and gynecologists were not capable of handling all types of surgeries.
The professional domain of obstetricians was concentrated more heavily on women’s reproductive health and pregnancy-related issues.
An obstetrician with surgical precision like Yu Se’s was indeed exceptionally rare.
Yu Se gave a faint smile, offering no further explanation.
That had already become a distant matter in the real world; there was no need to bring it up again.
When Yu Se and the others walked out of the operating room, Xiao Junyao was brimming with excitement, rushing forward anxiously to ask about Feng Zhile’s condition.
Before Yu Se had time to mention the precautions, Feng Yinchen shoved the nuisance aside, sneering, “Why are you in such a rush? You aren’t even a member of the Feng family yet.”
Xiao Junyao’s face couldn’t exactly be called green and blue alternating, but it was definitely flushed and hot with swelling.
Never mind, I’ll endure it first.
Seemingly excited, Feng Yinchen softly enveloped Yu Se’s dry hands with his own soft ones, ripples shimmering across his green eyes: “How is my Zhile? Is he doing well?”
Given his familial relationship with Zhile, caring about the next generation was perfectly justifiable.
Yet those two words, “my Zhile,” made Feng Cheng and Feng Yu’s scalps instantly tingle, both thinking in unison: Why did Uncle suddenly turn so creepy?
In truth, Feng Yinchen absolutely trusted Yu Se’s strength. If it weren’t for the chance to tightly grasp Yu Se’s two hands, this person would never deign to show physical intimacy with anyone in his entire life.
Yu Se sighed inwardly at how appearances can be deceiving, not expecting Feng Yinchen to be quite reliable at a critical moment.
Therefore, he didn’t pull away from Feng Yinchen’s hands, instead holding them back for a dozen-odd seconds.
“Rest assured, everything went smoothly. It’s just that tonight requires special observation; once tonight passes, Zhile’s condition will stabilize.”
Moved by genuine emotion, Yu Se patted the back of Feng Yinchen’s hand lightly, signaling him to set his mind at ease.
Only then did Feng Yinchen’s tense expression relax slightly, yet he still held tightly onto Yu Se’s hand without letting go.
No let go, no let go, absolutely won’t let go!
Yu Se’s hands didn’t belong to the slender and delicate type; instead, they were a pair of broad, steady hands.
Holding them felt so reassuring, so comfortable, so warm.
A sensation Feng Yinchen has always craved and lingered upon.
This prompted him to recall the second night, third night, fourth night, and fifth night he spent with Yu Se in the novel.
Those hands had played an absolutely seductive role in the joy!
Pui.
This book was titled Ninety-Nine Nights of Forcing Love on Doctor Yu.
Damn it, he hadn’t even dedicated his first night yet!
In the blink of an eye, forced to follow the plot, the exciting bed scenes of nights 2 through 5 were entirely skipped over, and now he was just barely able to tightly grasp Doctor Yu’s hand, ahhhhh!
Yu Se thought to himself that the comfort provided to the patient’s family member should be enough by now; he ought to be able to retract his hand, right?
There were a dozen people here; two men holding hands was indeed rather unsightly.
Even if Feng Yinchen was a great beauty.
Yu Se tugged a few times, failing to successfully snatch his hand back.
Instead, Feng Yinchen asked in a low voice, “Doctor Yu, you’re actually an obstetrician, yet when you came to the Feng family earlier to treat Zhile and said you were an ordinary family doctor, wasn’t that lying to me all along?”
Yu Se: “!”
Feng Cheng: “!”
Feng Cheng: “Uncle, I want to explain this to you.”