Yan Feifan politely declined the position of medical consultant for the new tech company.
He knew one thing: there was no such thing as a free lunch.
The more others gave, the more they wanted in return.
Besides, Yan Feifan wasn't short on money anymore.
He didn't want other matters to occupy and divide his time and energy, making it difficult for him to schedule his studies and work as he wished.
To be honest, the fixed weekly spinal canal tumor and brain tumor puncture-and-injection surgeries, plus having to spend at least three nights a week hand-drawing transparent diagrams for those procedures, was already starting to annoy Yan Feifan.
He felt as if his hands and feet were severely tied.
But since he had already agreed to it, Yan Feifan was committed to completing the work with his full effort.
More than anyone, he desperately hoped this surgical robot could be launched into the medical market as soon as possible and free him up...
