At noon, Yan Feifan had lunch with his sister and Yu Suye.
After he recounted the morning's events, Yan Ziruo said in approval, "Feifan, you did the right thing. You've matured."
"China is a society built on personal connections. We can't just shut ourselves off from the world."
"Some things you just have to do, even if you don't want to."
Yu Suye added softly, "Patients pulling strings to get connections... they're truly relentless. My brother said he's received plenty of requests for favors just because he's my brother."
Yan Feifan smiled. "Isn't there that sociological theory? That you can connect to anyone in the world through six people. Patients will always find a way to get to me through someone I know."
He then added with a sigh, "You ask me for a favor, I ask you for one. I help others, and others, in turn, help me."
Yan Ziruo chuckled. "Feifan, it's a good thing you chose to become a doctor. You have enough capital to ask others for favors."
