Chapter 112: Practice Run
Mr. Wang was furious and intended to use the incident with the substandard sutures to launch a major overhaul of the Plastic Surgery Center. All Yan Feifan could do was dryly wish him success.
When it came to things like power struggles and political maneuvering, Yan Feifan was utterly clueless—a true amateur.
Wang Chuan hadn't expected him to contribute at all and even warned him not to get involved.
Before today's formal rhinoplasty lesson, Wang Chuan and Yan Feifan went to the sixth-floor ward to check on Yo Jiayong's recovery.
The past few days had been quite miserable for the guy.
He was in pain all over his body, but it wasn't severe enough to warrant a painkiller injection.
Yo Jiayong could only rely on a few painkillers to get through it, enduring.
His face was gaunt.
Compared to him, Wang Chuan, who also hadn't been resting well lately, looked much better.
In Wang Chuan's words, one reason was that he had a higher pain tolerance.
