Masterful Miracle Doctor

The African Chief's surgery started at 9:10 a.m. on Tuesday morning and ended at 7:45 p.m., lasting ten and a half hours.

Lin Jie came out of the operating room, feeling physically and mentally exhausted but still sensed he had some energy left, thinking a minor surgery next wouldn't be much of a problem.

This made Lin Jie clearly realize that his physical condition had indeed improved significantly.

He vividly remembered that nearly a year ago, after completing An Weize's surgery, he was so exhausted that he fainted directly.

After arranging the postoperative monitoring and care for the African Chief, Lin Jie went straight home to rest.

The next morning, Lin Jie woke up and checked the African Chief's postoperative report through his phone's email.

When he saw that the postoperative damage was only mildly numbness on the right side with slow nerve responses, he was quite satisfied as he put down the phone to get up, wash up, and prepare for exercise.

With a brain tumor like the African Chief's, achieving no postoperative damage at all is impossible.

During the tumor removal process, it is inevitable to damage healthy brain tissue.

The postoperative damage to the African Chief, roughly similar to An Weize's, was indeed quite a good outcome.

Truth be told, when Lin Jie thinks back now, considering his physical state at the time and the proficiency of his surgical skills, achieving such results for An Weize's surgery undoubtedly involved a lot of luck.

After tidying up, Lin Jie opened the bedroom door and suddenly saw a skull bobbing in front of him, accompanied by a strange "jee-hee" laugh.

He was startled into taking a step back.

Then, Lin Jie realized what was happening and angrily shouted, "An Kemeng…"

"Hehe, Jie Gege, you're scared too, huh!"

With this, An Kemeng, Lin Miao, and Zhang Xiaoxiao came out giggling from Zhang Xiaoxiao's room opposite.

Lin Jie untied the skull from the door frame, gave An Kemeng a stern look, and said, "When did you get here? You know people can be scared to death by others?"

An Kemeng stepped forward two steps, hugged Lin Jie's arm, and coquettishly said, "Jie Gege, don't be mad, I just wanted to play a joke on you."

Lin Jie let out a cold snort, reached out and twisted her ear, and realized, "An Kemeng, did you scare your sister like this too and got kicked out of the house?"

"Ow, ow! Jie Gege, it really hurts, it really hurts!" An Kemeng cried out, feigning pain.

Lin Miao smiled slyly and said, "Brother, you're quite right."

"Mengmeng was angrily sent over by Kexin sister at past ten last night, when you were already asleep. Kexin sister said this is trouble you caused and handed over Mengmeng to you to deal with, asking you to punish her severely."

Lin Jie reached out and flicked Lin Miao's forehead, saying, "You're in on this too today, aren't you?"

Lin Miao rubbed her forehead, went forward to hug Lin Jie's other arm, and coyly said, "Brother, I just wanted to play a joke on you too. Before, when you weren't well, I wouldn't dare to play such a joke on you even if you forced me to."

Standing by, Zhang Xiaoxiao said seriously, "Ah Jie, breakfast is ready, it's all your favorite food. Let's go and eat."

Lin Jie knew this couldn't be unrelated to Zhang Xiaoxiao.

But since she's the older sister, Lin Jie couldn't say anything to her, so he just gave her a pitiful look.

"Jie Gege, Miao Miao isn't scared of the skull at all, I didn't scare her a bit."

An Kemeng shook Lin Jie's arm, looking cheerful as if discovering a new continent, and said, "Let Miao Miao study medicine with you and me, she really knows a lot about human bones; any bone I take out, she can recognize."

"Jie Gege, Miao Miao has a talent for medicine too."

Lin Jie sighed and said, "Kemeng, have you forgotten? Miao Miao used to do traditional Chinese massage, so the human structure is a part of what she had to learn."

An Kemeng made a sound of realization but still suggested, "That just shows Miao Miao already has a medical foundation, so let her study medicine too and be my companion, okay?"

Lin Jie put his arm around Lin Miao's shoulder lovingly and said, "Miao Miao is my own sister, I couldn't bear to let her suffer like this."

An Kemeng was taken aback and then cried out, "Jie Gege, didn't you say I am also your own sister? How can you bear to let me suffer like this?"

Lin Jie snorted and sarcastically said, "Pfft, even among sisters, there are differences in closeness. Besides, wasn't studying medicine something you insisted on yourself? I never suggested you study medicine."

An Kemeng swiped her eyes with her hands in a heartbroken expression, sobbing, "Heartbroken, completely heartbroken… Let me cry for a while…"

After breakfast, Lin Jie went to the Affiliated Hospital.

This time he came to the hospital to guide Guan Yifan on a surgery.

The surgery Guan Yifan was taking over was a minor one, where the patient's right hand's thumb area had suffered severe burns many years ago, resulting in muscle loss at the thumb base, significantly affecting the grip strength and function of the right hand and thumb.

Guan Yifan was the lead surgeon for this operation, using muscle fiber transplantation to reconstruct the patient's right thenar muscle and restore hand function.

During the surgery, Lin Jie stood opposite the lead surgeon, observing his surgical movements, and only spoke up when an issue arose.

Lin Jie had to admit that as the head of the plastic surgery department, Guan Yifan's technique was quite meticulous, with well-prepared preoperative plans. However, his understanding of human muscle was not detailed enough, and there were some shortcomings in selecting the right muscle fibers for transplantation.

Moreover, the sustainability of his focus needs further training.

This minor surgery lasted nearly three hours before it concluded.

The prolonged intense concentration exhausted Guan Yifan's mental energy, and in the last hour of the surgery, he made frequent mistakes.

As a last resort, Lin Jie took over the surgery, otherwise, it would have likely dragged on for another four or five hours.

After the surgery, with a look of shame, Guan Yifan said, "Expert Lin, I was too self-assured, thinking I had mastered the muscle fiber transplantation technique, but I overestimated my physical endurance."

"In recent years, my work has been going smoothly, which gradually led me to relax my self-requirements, not realizing my physical condition had declined so much. Originally, according to my calculations, I should have been able to handle such a surgery without issues."

"I never expected it to turn out this way."

He shook his head self-deprecatingly and said, "The comfort of work and life can unknowingly corrode a person."

Adjusting his clothes, he solemnly bowed to Lin Jie and said, "This surgery has made me fully aware of the gap between us and also let me understand where my problems lie."

"Thank you, Expert Lin!!"

The routine afternoon meeting and Thursday's course went by as scheduled.

On Friday afternoon, Lin Jie arrived at the Golden Tripod Building.

An Weize was hosting Mr. Slophel, who had traveled all the way from the United States, at his home, and Lin Jie was invited to accompany them.

With a chubby face, beer belly, height over 1.9 meters, and abundant body hair, when Lin Jie embraced Slophel, he felt as if he was holding a gorilla.

"Mr. Lin Jie, to express my heartfelt gratitude, I specially brought you a gift."

Lin Jie took the exquisitely packaged box handed over by the other party, opened it, and found it was a VR system.

Slophel introduced, "Mr. Lin Jie, this is the latest micro-surgery auxiliary VR system developed by my company."

"It can convert the image from the microscopic view into a 3D image in the VR system in real-time, allowing the lead surgeon to move their head and neck freely without the constraints of a surgical microscope, significantly enhancing the comfort of the surgery."

This introduction piqued Lin Jie's interest.

When performing micro-surgery, due to the limitations of the microscope, the lead surgeon's eyes need to remain glued to the eyepiece, leaving the neck and cervical spine stiff after a surgery.

Moreover, the field of vision in microscopic surgery is limited, which feels quite uncomfortable.

However, with this VR system, the surgical window occupies the entire visual field, making it psychologically much more comfortable.

Lin Jie asked, "Can it be connected to laparoscopes, surgical suction heads, endoscopes, and similar cameras?"

Slophel proudly said, "This VR system has multiple interface specifications, and it can effectively connect with the mainstream optical and electronic imaging lenses used in surgeries."

"This is a very practical gift, thank you very much," Lin Jie politely said.

Slophel laughed heartily and said, "You're welcome, this is the product our company will be promoting next year. Having a renowned doctor like you, Mr. Lin Jie, use it provides great advertising and demonstration, so it's mutually beneficial."

Lin Jie and Slophel sat back down.

An Kexin handed Lin Jie a cup of tea and softly said, "Ah Jie, besides the company business, Mr. Slophel has a collaboration proposal."

"A collaboration proposal? What kind of collaboration?" Lin Jie curiously asked!

"Patient intermediary services."

Slophel explained, "Mr. Lin Jie, please forgive my presumptuousness. Although you diagnosed my nephew's condition just by listening to his laughter, proving your skill, Mr. An's introduction of your capabilities made me quite skeptical."

"Therefore, I conducted a detailed investigation of your medical skills through my own channels."

"The result..."

Slophel spread his hands in amazement and said, "The result is astonishing, truly astonishing, it's practically a miraculous occurrence."

"Your medical expertise, to put it bluntly, has reached a world-class level."

Slophel stood up once again, looking excited and said, "In light of this, my collaboration proposal is to introduce patients from the United States to you, Mr. Lin Jie."