A little past six in the evening, Yan Feifan and Yu Suye returned to their residence at Zuimo Court. Tian Yu, who had come over to mooch another meal, eagerly stepped forward to take the bags from their hands.
“Mr. Yan, Su Ye, was that kid cute? Was that woman pretty? How did she compare to our young aunt?”
Yan Feifan raised his hand and flicked Tian Yu on the forehead. “Don’t go snooping around about things that don’t concern you! As a student, you should turn a deaf ear to the outside world and focus on your studies.”
Tian Yu pursed her lips defiantly and let out a soft hmph.
Yan Feifan and Yu Suye changed into their loungewear. After a quick wash-up, they went to the dining room to have dinner with Duan Yu and Tian Yu.
Yan Feifan had barely taken a sip of soup when Tian Yu started chattering away with more questions. “Mr. Yan, is a severed leg much more serious than an injury to the major artery in the leg?”
“Of course!” Yan Feifan replied casually.
“Then, Mr. Yan, why is it that on the battlefield, a soldier with an injured leg artery dies, but one with a severed leg survives?”
Yan Feifan looked up, meeting Tian Yu’s gaze, and asked, “Who told you that on the battlefield, an injured major artery means certain death, while a severed leg means survival?”
Tian Yu chuckled and said, “Today, a few boys in my class were arguing about this.
“They said that in foreign war movies, you often see soldiers get their femoral artery hit, and the medic fails to save them, looking all heartbroken and guilty.
“But in domestic war movies, you frequently see soldiers with severed legs saluting after the battle.
“They debated that foreign war movies are more realistic—if a severed leg artery means death, then a severed leg definitely means they wouldn’t survive either.
“But another classmate argued that on the battlefield, the survival rate for a severed leg is actually higher than an injury to just the major artery.
“They argued fiercely. I thought it was interesting, so I wanted to ask you, Mr. Yan. Is it really easier to survive a severed leg?”
Yan Feifan couldn’t help but laugh. “The things you kids pay attention to are truly bizarre. On the battlefield, comparing the survival rate of a severed leg versus an injury to the major leg artery…” He thought for a moment before replying softly, “In a special scenario like a battlefield, the survival rate for a severed leg is indeed higher.”
“Why is that?” Tian Yu looked utterly baffled. “A severed leg is obviously much more serious than an injured major artery!”
Yan Feifan organized his thoughts and said, “First, let’s make one thing clear: whether it’s a severed leg or an injured major artery, if they don’t receive effective treatment within two or three minutes, they’re dead meat.
“The survival rate for a severed leg is higher because the likelihood of successfully treating it is higher.”
He explained further, “The femoral artery is buried deep inside the leg. Accurately locating the bleeding point within a messy bullet wound is no easy task.
“Not only are medics limited in number on the battlefield, but their medical expertise is also limited; they simply can’t compare to surgeons who have received years of professional education.
“The treatment time window left for a major artery injury is incredibly brief. By the time a medic braves a hail of bullets to rush over, the time is practically up.
“As for a severed leg…” Yan Feifan took another sip of soup and continued, “Emergency treatment for this kind of injury is relatively much simpler. Even a comrade beside them can do it.
“In a desperate situation, they can use fire or a hot object to cauterize the wound, causing the blood vessels to denature, curl up, and stop the bleeding. Alternatively, they can pack the wound with mud to staunch the flow, apply a simple bandage, and then send the wounded soldier to the rear hospital for proper treatment.”
At this moment, Duan Yu chimed in. “When I was in the military, I received training in battlefield first aid. For internal injuries to major arteries, apart from applying direct pressure or using a tourniquet closer to the heart to stop the bleeding, there really aren’t many ways to treat them.
“For severe injuries like a severed leg, we were taught one of the simplest methods to stop the bleeding: branding it with a scorching-hot gun barrel…”
Hearing this, Tian Yu couldn’t bear it anymore. “Miss. Duan, please stop talking! I’m about to lose my appetite entirely.”
Tian Yu looked at Yan Feifan and said rapidly, “I understand now! The survival rate for a severed leg is higher because it’s easier to treat, and a fellow soldier can do it.” Then, a wild idea struck her. “Mr. Yan, if a major artery is injured, wouldn’t it be easier to save them by just chopping off their thigh?”
Yan Feifan gave the little girl another flick on the forehead. “In the time it takes to chop off a thigh, you could have already found the injured major artery. Hurry up and eat…”
After dinner, Tian Yu returned to school to study. Duan Yu cleaned up the dining room and washed the dishes.
Meanwhile, Yan Feifan sat in the living room, listening to Yu Suye verbally outline the surgical plan for Taotao tomorrow. He would occasionally interrupt to ask a question or make a correction.
Approaching nine o’clock that evening, Yan Feifan and Yu Suye, still deep in discussion about the surgical plan, heard the doorbell ring.
Duan Yu went to answer the door. “Who are you? Where are you from? Who are you looking for?”
Upon hearing Duan Yu’s rapid-fire questioning, Yan Feifan paused his discussion with Yu Suye. Then, a hearty voice rang out.
“Hello, is this the residence of Mr. Yan Feifan?
“I am Du Hairong, the Chief Captain of the Lu Province Fire Rescue Corps, and this is my colleague, Corps Commissar Jiang Wei.
“We apologize for dropping by so presumptuously tonight, but we are here to ask Mr. Yan for a favor!”
Duan Yu scrutinized the two tall, burly middle-aged men before her. Without responding, she turned to look at Yan Feifan, who had just walked over.
“Please come in, gentlemen!”
Hearing Yan Feifan say this, Duan Yu pulled the door open a little wider, allowing the two men inside.
Du Hairong and Jiang Wei entered the living room and hurriedly handed over the gifts they had brought.
“Just some local specialties from Lu Province. It’s a modest gesture; please don’t disdain it.”
Yan Feifan glanced at the gifts and noticed quite a variety: sea cucumbers, donkey-hide gelatin, green tea, millet, apples, and fresh jujubes.
Noticing their travel-worn appearances, Yan Feifan gestured toward the sofa and said politely, “Please, take a seat! Did you drive all the way here?”
Du Hairong set the gifts beside the coffee table and sat down alongside Jiang Wei. He explained, “Yes, we drove.
“We originally planned it quite well, but there was a traffic jam on the way. By the time we reached the Affiliated Hospital, it was quite late.
“Then we had to ask around for your address, Mr. Yan…”
Looking rather apologetic, Du Hairong continued, “Because we have to drive back overnight, we brazenly came to disturb you this late.
“Please forgive the intrusion, Mr. Yan.”
Yan Feifan gave a soft “oh” and asked directly, “Mr. Du, what brings you to me?”
Du Hairong exchanged a glance with Jiang Wei, and then Jiang Wei spoke up.
“Mr. Yan, as you may well know, the young men in our fire brigades brave immense risks every day, entering blazing fires to save people’s lives and property. Every year, there are those who get injured or even lose their lives.”
Yan Feifan nodded. “I often see similar reports online. I have the utmost admiration for firefighters. Are you looking for me because of a firefighter?”
“Yes, yes, exactly…” Jiang Wei hurriedly took over, saying, “We have a fantastic young man who is only twenty-two this year.
“He rushed into the fire twice and saved three people!
“Especially the second time, he gave his protective mask to a civilian and dashed out through the flames unprotected.
“This left him with severe facial injuries. Sixty percent of his face was burned, and his nose is completely gone.
“Our local hospitals have no way to restore his appearance. We heard that…”
Hearing this, Yan Feifan interrupted, “I understand. Just send him over.”
Jiang Wei blinked, asking in disbelief, “Mr. Yan, are you agreeing to it?”
Yan Feifan nodded and gave an affirmative “mm.”
Yan Feifan’s confirmation made Du Hairong and Jiang Wei heave a long sigh of relief, their expressions relaxing significantly.
“Thank you, Mr. Yan!” Du Hairong expressed his gratitude and then added, “Regarding the medical expenses, Mr. Yan, we will pay whatever it costs. Our Corps has a special assistance fund, so money is not an issue.”
Yan Feifan smiled and said, “As for the medical expenses, it will naturally be whatever the actual cost is. It will strictly follow the pricing standards of our Affiliated Hospital. We won’t charge you a penny less.”
Du Hairong and Jiang Wei naturally understood the implication behind Yan Feifan’s words. He would be applying the hospital’s standard fees, rather than his own personal fees. The difference between those two rates was far from ordinary.
Du Hairong couldn’t help but sigh in admiration. “I knew it! How could a dignified recipient of a First-Class Merit be anything like what those keyboard warriors and trolls claim online?
“Mr. Yan, thank you…”
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