Around five in the afternoon, a Cadillac van carrying Yan Feifan, Feng Jian, and Yu Youyi departed from Baining Hospital.
Once the van was on the main road and driving smoothly, Yu Youyi spoke up.
"Mr. Yan, I've been watching and studying the videos of your macroglossia correction surgeries, Dr. Peng's surgical videos, and your targeted questions and guidance for Dr. Peng."
Yu Youyi analyzed, "I've discovered that you have an incredibly strong command over the entire procedure, Mr. Yan. From the very first incision, you already know how to make the final one."
"Every incision, every movement during the surgery—nothing is redundant. It's all a series of perfectly interlocking steps."
"And your questions and guidance for Dr. Peng, Mr. Yan..."
Yu Youyi let out a soft sigh and continued, "From my perspective, you're looking at it from a God's-eye view, analyzing and correcting Dr. Peng's surgery from a much higher level."
"I've reflected on my own skills..."
