Masterful Miracle Doctor

Lin Jie let out a long sigh, heavily throwing his body, which seemed several times heavier, onto the bed. He lay there on his back, feeling utterly exhausted, yet somehow filled with an indescribable sense of satisfaction and joy.

An Kexin, lying on the other side of the bed, unconsciously murmured a few times before her blurred eyes gradually focused.

She propped herself up and slowly sat up, first raising her hand to smooth the hair stuck to her face, then gently poking Lin Jie's chest with her index finger.

"Ah Jie, about that rumor Dr. Chen mentioned, don't you think of playing the hero..."

Lin Jie grabbed An Kexin's small hand and said, "I know, I'm very concerned about my own safety and life, and I won't do anything foolish. Besides, this is not something I should worry about."

"I'm just a doctor, treating diseases and saving people, not fighting demons or defending the way."

An Kexin nodded in satisfaction, reminding him, "It's good that you think that way."

"If the rumor is true, that plastic surgery hospital must have quite a few people secretly operating this matter. And perhaps some significant connections are covering up for the hospital too."

"The shortage of transplant organs has always been a major problem. Sometimes, even with billions in assets, one can't wait for a matching transplant organ."

"The existence of such an underground transplant medical institution provides an alternative for the rich and powerful; many people wish for its existence..."

Lin Jie touched An Kexin's face and said, "I understand what you mean."

"Don't worry, I won't get involved in this mess. Even if it's just a rumor, I will stay far, far away from that plastic surgery hospital."

"Let's sleep..."

Saying this, he gently pulled An Kexin to lie beside him, holding her tenderly in his arms.

Indeed, An Kexin was tired, nudging her head to adjust into a comfortable position, resting in Lin Jie's embrace, and soon fell asleep deeply...

At this time, Lin Jie, who had expended more energy, was still awake. He had to endure his fatigue and keep himself alert.

Lin Jie had just learned that Shen Lanruo used to be a member of the illegal organ transplant organization, responsible for conducting transplant surgeries.

"Kid, do you know how high the costs are to study at a medical college in the United States?"

Faced with Lin Jie's accusation, Shen Lanruo discontentedly explained, "If I didn't privately take on some surgeries to earn extra, I'd have to wait until I become an associate chief doctor to pay off the student loans."

What Lin Jie wanted to know most was not this.

He asked silently, "Sister Lanruo, you specialize in heart transplants, not kidney or liver transplants. A person can donate a kidney or a piece of liver with minimal impact, but a human only has one heart."

"Where did the hearts you used in these illegal transplant surgeries come from? Surely not from living people?"

After a moment of silence, Shen Lanruo's voice emerged again, "Mostly from hospitals, secretly taken from patients who just died."

"In the United States, this is considered a very mature underground industry."

"It's controlled by large organizations with distinct division of labor. Even if one link goes wrong, others won't be affected. I was just responsible for performing the transplant surgeries, not involved in anything else."

"Even if I didn't do it, other doctors would."

Then Shen Lanruo added, "Of course, the worst-case scenario you're thinking of does exist. As long as someone offers enough of a price, it's very possible to order a transplant surgery and have it done the same day."

Shen Lanruo said solemnly, "Every year, the countless unexplained murder cases in the United States aren't without reason."

Hearing this, Lin Jie felt a chill run through his body.

He couldn't help but feel grateful that he wasn't living abroad.

Allegedly, nobody would dare to do such a heartless thing domestically, killing for organ transplants would be like courting death, our domestic police aren't weak either.

Suddenly remembering something, Lin Jie asked, "Sister Lanruo, you once told me about an anonymous account in Switzerland with over 200,000 US Dollar in it."

"Is this money from...?"

Shen Lanruo candidly said, "Yes, you're very right. The money in there is indeed earned from the surgeries I took on privately."

"Ah Jie, you aren't short of money now, so it's better not to use the money in there."

Shen Lanruo continued gently, "As the saying goes, 'No trade means no harm.' As long as demand exists, driven by profit, such things will continue endlessly, defying bans..."

The next morning at ten, Lin Jie once again welcomed the visit of publisher Chu Jing at home.

This time she brought a hundred sets, a total of five hundred books.

"Expert Lin, these hundred sets of books are gifts from our publishing house for you to keep as a memento and to present to friends and family. If the number isn't enough, you'll have to buy more yourself."

Lin Jie opened the package, pulled out a book, and found its printing quality roughly similar to the sample sent last time, nodding in satisfaction. He asked, "Have all fifty thousand sets been printed? When will they hit the shelves in major bookstores?"

Chu Jing quietly said, "Expert Lin, the fifty thousand sets of books have been printed with overnight haste. They are currently being packaged and distributed urgently to major cities."

"However, it'll take some time to stock them in major bookstores."

Her face brimming with a smile, she explained, "Expert Lin, this batch of printed books is already pre-ordered by major colleges and hospitals; we haven't gone through retail bookstores, essentially making it a direct sale."

"The number of copies for the second print is yet to be decided, depending on the sales feedback and data from various places, as well as subsequent subscription numbers."

Chu Jing excitedly said, "However, I can predict the second print won't be less than fifty thousand sets."

A hundred thousand sets, five hundred thousand books.

In today's heavily declining sales of printed books, this volume is already commendable for a novel, let alone a very professional medical book.

This sales figure sufficiently proves it's been accepted by a vast number of medical professionals and has become a classic medical book that will surely make it to annual bestseller lists consistently.

Chu Jing asked with concern, "Expert Lin, how's your autograph practice coming along? When are you available for the book signing event?"

This question made Lin Jie feel a bit awkward.

He was teased a bit this morning by An Kexin and An Kemeng for practicing his signature.

Compared to the graceful and neat handwriting showcased by the An sisters, Lin Jie's signature, after two days of daily practice for over an hour, still couldn't quite match up.

"Just two words, I've almost nailed it,"

Lin Jie boasted without shame, then added, "Let's schedule the signing for Sunday. I have a major surgery on Saturday, taking up the whole day."

"Okay, I'll go back today and coordinate the signing venue with the Medical College, as well as the promotion issue."

After sending off Chu Jing, Lin Jie returned and looked at the piles of books in the living room, pondering the list of people he would send them to.

His students, friends, colleagues at the Medical College and the Affiliated Hospital, and a few acquaintances like Xia Kaige, Xiang Rong, Shao Ruiyue, and Tian Zhiyuan from out of town.

Simple calculations showed these hundred sets aren't really enough.

"Ah Jie, will you only sign your name on these books being given away?"

Seeing Zhang Xiaoxiao's face couldn't hide her teasing, Lin Jie grunted angrily, "Just a signature, they won't get special treatment."

He touched his chin, contemplating, "Always using the practiced signature isn't ideal. Perhaps, I should create my own prescription script with a flamboyant style unrelated to its aesthetic."

Lin Jie decided in his mind.

For the first time, he found those prescriptions written by doctors, which ordinary people couldn't understand, quite pleasing to the eye...

The afternoon class proceeded step by step.

At the end of the class, Lin Jie informed nearly five hundred faculty and students attending his class that the first batch of five books had been printed, and the book signing would happen this Sunday.

Everyone expressed their certainty to attend and support by purchasing a set or several sets of books.

On Thursday evening and Friday morning, after finishing one-on-one tutoring with students, Lin Jie returned home to rest and recharge.

Saturday's surgery for little Lucy requires extremely high precision and is time-consuming, so Lin Jie needed to prepare well, ensuring no mistakes...