Feng Yinchen completely ignored Feng Cheng’s explanation. Naturally, he cared even less for Yu Se’s explanation.
He simply wanted Yu Se to feel apologetic.
Yu Se did indeed feel somewhat apologetic. As a doctor, he understood that he could not casually tell lies. Even under forced circumstances, lying had to be premised on humanitarian care.
Feng Zhile’s pregnancy had already been exposed.
And he had nothing left to hide or tuck away, so he expressed his gratitude with his eyes for Feng Cheng’s verbal assistance. “Let me explain it myself.”
Yu Se prepared to offer a brief explanation.
Feng Yinchen had already turned around and addressed the two Xiao family uncles, “What are you still standing there for? Shouldn’t you go take a look at Zhile’s side first?”
Having witnessed arrogant people, today he had finally witnessed the absolute pinnacle of arrogance.
With his heart entirely tied to Feng Zhile, Xiao Junyao didn’t even catch his breath as he followed right along.
As if he had anticipated this exact outcome, Feng Cheng shook his head at Yu Se and said, “Actually, it’s most reasonable for me to do the explaining. This whole matter was originally instigated by my authorization.”
Of course Yu Se knew this was best, except that he had been called back midway through his escape attempt and happened to lend a hand to contribute to his former employer’s household.
Once it was over, he would still have to continue running away.
Therefore, as far as Feng Yinchen was concerned, once Yu Se had opened his mouth, regardless of whether the sentence had ultimately been spoken aloud or not.
Anyway, it was roughly equivalent to having explained.
Reading his micro-expressions, Feng Cheng couldn’t help shaking his head. “You don’t understand, Doctor Yu.”
My uncle possesses a personality that is entirely vindictive and holds grudges over the smallest things. The most terrifying part is that the points that trigger his annoyance stem from particularly eccentric angles; you never know where his personal inverse scale lies, nor where his minefield is.
People with trypophobia would be scared to death looking at it.
Hearing these words uttered, even the quiet Feng Yu beside them shook his head in agreement.
Yet Yu Se merely offered a faint smile.
He took the initiative to walk over and greet Xiao Lin, inquiring about the condition of the young Mrs. Xiao.
Having personally experienced Feng Yinchen’s formidable nature, Xiao Lin found it surprisingly easy to resonate with Yu Se.
In this world, offending anyone was bad, but offending Feng Yinchen belonged in the category of absolutely must not be offended under any circumstances.
Xiao Lin said, “Yanyan has already been settled in a state hospital in M State, sorry to trouble Doctor Yu for your concern.”
Yu Se nodded.
For the time being, even if Xiao Lin temporarily transferred his little delicate husband to another hospital and left Yu Se out in the cold, clear and detached.
As the patient’s former attending physician, surface-level care still had to be properly delivered.
Yu Se subsequently went to check on Feng Zhile’s condition; the patient displayed good post-operative responses, and no rejection reactions had appeared so far.
The medical team operating alongside him deeply appreciated his professional skills, with the team’s primary director extending an invitation in hopes that such an outstanding doctor as Yu Se could join their team to jointly conduct more high-difficulty surgeries and bring hope to more patients.
Listening to the director’s sincere invitation, a ripple of emotion inevitably stirred within Yu Se’s heart.
Had he lived in the real world, Yu Se would have accepted the other party’s offer without the slightest hesitation.
Saving lives and healing the wounded.
Saving lives and healing the wounded.
Yu Se held a nearly obsessive dedication toward saving lives.
Therefore, when a terrifying earthquake struck, reducing a certain region of his motherland to ruins, countless lives were swallowed up in an instant, cozy homes were turned into rubble, and wails echoed across the land.
Upon learning this news, Yu Se joined the disaster relief medical team without a moment’s hesitation, rushing to the earthquake-stricken zone alongside millions of his colleagues.
The situation there was even more tragic and horrific than imagined.
Many wounded and sick patients who simply could not be transported out had to receive treatment inside makeshift tents hastily erected on-site.
Due to severed transportation routes, medical equipment was severely insufficient, and supplies of medicine and blood were critically scarce. Facing such adversity, Yu Se and the members of the medical team did not retreat; utilizing every available resource at hand, they exhausted every possible means to treat every single patient delivered before them with all their might.
Yu Se’s personal record for surgeries stood at seventeen in a single day, at which point he was no longer merely performing cesarean sections.
At times, he practically functioned like a seasoned orthopedic surgeon, performing emergency amputation surgeries on the necrotic limbs of injured victims.
Every single surgery was a battle against the Grim Reaper, and he was always the one standing on the front line.
Yet prior to that day of seventeen extreme surgeries, every single day and night, he had uninterruptedly performed numerous other surgeries as well.
Ultimately, Yu Se worked himself to death right in front of the operating table he loved most.
Yu Se figured the number of lives he had saved was probably enough to redeem his sins.
Redemption.
Saving a single life is better than building a seven-story pagoda.
Hence Yu Se had come back to life, in a world that was far more magical yet entirely dependent on reality.
In this lifetime, Yu Se discovered the phenomenon of male pregnancy and wished to conduct sound medical clinical research, pushing the study of male childbirth technology to new heights and benefiting more people.
When the medical team extended their olive branch, Yu Se chose to decline immediately.
The so-called advanced techniques they praised were actually things Yu Se had been forced into learning; he had learned to make rapid judgments under extreme conditions, not because he was innately superior to others.
Moreover, Yu Se did not wish to scatter his focus excessively.
Whether it was pregnant spouses with normal uterine and fetal positioning like Bai Fan, or those born lacking uterine ligaments like Feng Zhile.
He needed to study them properly and earnestly.
Feng Zhile had passed his anesthetic wear-off period, and the pain was beginning to set in. Being a mere nineteen-year-old youth after all, he inevitably had his spoiled moments; the internal-to-external pain of the wound quickly made Feng Zhile’s complexion sallow and his eyes teary.
Future husband Xiao Junyao was bound to be a good man, so how could he bear watching such a pitiful sight?
Disregarding everyone else in the medical team, Xiao Junyao went straight to negotiate with Yu Se, hoping to quickly hang an extra patient-controlled analgesia pump for Feng Zhile.
Yu Se said, “The medical plan established the anesthetic dosage both pre- and post-surgery long ago. I trust Mr. Xiao wouldn’t wish for the little baby inside the belly to suffer any untoward mishaps due to medication interference, would he?”
Alas.
For the first half of his life, Xiao Junyao had kept the river of love at a respectful distance, only to share a single night of intimacy with Feng Zhile, and now he was directly pouring the entire river of love straight into his brain.
As for the baby, he had stated earlier that it entirely depended on the kid’s wishes, but seeing Feng Zhile covered in cold sweat from pain and pinned immovably beneath the weight of salt bags, his stance shifted completely.
The person himself was originally tiny and slender, looking all the more heartbreakingly delicate as he sank into the hospital bed.
Consequently, Xiao Junyao brought up the salt bags again, expressing concern that such heavy, massive items might adversely affect the baby inside the belly.
Yu Se suddenly discovered an interesting phenomenon.
Xiao Lin’s wife-subservient traits had now completely transferred onto his uncle, Xiao Junyao.
They weren’t even married yet, and he actually ignored his company entirely, directly moving this future little wife straight into his left and right ventricles.
Yu Se couldn’t help shaking his head, thinking that the men of this Xiao family were truly every bit as infatuated as the last, and their preferred types were cut from remarkably similar cloth.
Be that as it may, seeing Feng Zhile’s appearance did indeed evoke profound pity.
Sighing softly, he looked at Xiao Junyao once more, his gaze carrying a mixture of helplessness and persuasion, “Mr. Xiao, I understand your feelings, but please trust our professional judgment. The use of salt bags is intended for post-operative recovery; the baby is currently just an embryonic bud, and it will not be affected.”
“The most important thing right now is to let Third Young Master Feng rest properly and strengthen his subsequent recuperation.”
Oh.
If there had to be some way to alleviate the discomfort.
Yu Se said, “Mr. Xiao can let Third Young Master Feng bite you the moment he feels uncomfortable.”
After all, had you not inexplicably gotten him pregnant, the poor guy wouldn’t have had to endure inexplicable cuts across his belly.
Xiao Junyao fell into deep contemplation.
Yu Se was actually joking, and without interrupting his hesitation, he went off to check on Wang Qi’s situation.
Having had his mind blown wide open today, Wang Qi remained in a state of high excitement. If he hadn’t known Yu Se was busy and feared disturbing his master, which might increase his master’s fatigue, he would have swarmed over long ago.
Yu Se asked him, “Are you certain Bai Fan’s side is entirely settled? The baby’s diapers, milk powder, and Bai Fan’s meals, are you certain you attended to everything properly right before leaving the door?”
Most importantly, was it safe enough, and would Lu Yunchen manage to track them down?
Wang Qi pouted slightly and remarked, “Master, if I hadn’t seen the heartbroken, soul-ripped expression on Young Master Lu’s face, I’d seriously suspect that kid Bai Fan was your illegitimate child!”
Yu Se delivered a light hammer blow to the top of his head. “Can your imagination stretch any wider?”
Then he rubbed his beloved disciple’s shrunken skull, “We are grasshoppers tied to the same rope as Bai Fan now, so stop spouting those breezy remarks.”
“Bai Fan is in a dangerous situation right now, we must quickly figure out a way to transfer him to a more secluded location to ensure his and the baby’s safety, while constantly guarding against Lu Yunchen’s tracking. The current situation brooks no negligence whatsoever.”
Seeing those two cremation certificates, Lu Yunchen definitely disbelieved them entirely; if he managed to escape the Lu family estate smoothly, the very first person he would choose to track down was Yu Se.
Wang Qi didn’t know Lu Yunchen.
Yu Se said, “You shouldn’t stay in the hospital either. This isn’t our territory; it’s crowded and noisy to begin with, making it easy to hide prying eyes.”
“Go buy some late-night snacks for Bai Fan, and pick up two catties of strawberries while you’re at it.”
Wang Qi said, “Bai Fan doesn’t have the appetite of a bottomless pit, Master, are you trying to stuff him to death?”
Raising a hand, Yu Se prepared to hit him again.
Shrinking his neck, Wang Qi laughed and said, “I was wrong, Master, I was truly wrong. You’re hitting me one second and rubbing my head the next, are you beating me or pampering me? Hehe, Master, I understand your good intentions, I’ll go right now.”
“Wait.”
Yu Se said, “The strawberries are bought for you. Didn’t you want to learn my flawless knife technique?”
“Tonight, go use tweezers to pluck out the seeds from those two catties of strawberries, arrange them one by one on a plate, and count exactly how many there are before you go to sleep.”
With a groan of despair, Wang Qi muttered with a dirt-stained face, “Couldn’t we start practicing with dragon fruit instead?”
Urging Wang Qi away.
Yu Se genuinely felt exhausted, yet he had no intention of resting yet; he prepared to find a room, pull out his laptop, and start organizing the case files he had handled today.
However, just as he had told his disciple, this hospital wasn’t his own territory, and it felt as though no room would welcome an outsider like him.
Therefore, he prepared to find a corridor with a Wi-Fi signal so he could sync his data to the cloud just in case.