Masterful Miracle Doctor

"He's dead? Uncle An, are you sure?"

On Saturday morning, on his way to the Binhai Armed Police General Hospital, Lin Jie received a call from An Weize.

Hearing the news of Hu Yitong's death suddenly, he felt somewhat surprised and a bit stunned.

"I'm sure! Hu Yitong suffered another stroke and died despite rescue efforts!"

From the phone came An Weize's complex tone, "The obituary has already been posted on the Kangning Hospital's official website. He passed away early this morning at around five o'clock."

"As far as I know, Hu Yuanqing was granted parole yesterday afternoon."

"I guess he told Hu Yitong about the fake medicine issue. Hu Yitong couldn't handle it, which led to his stroke and death."

That old immortal finally died.

After confirming the news was true, Lin Jie realized he didn't feel much joy, just a slight relief.

The old guy who always worried about him and tried to harm him finally breathed his last.

He said into the phone, "Back then, I threatened Hu Yitong that he would see Kangning Hospital fall."

"I didn't expect him to die so soon."

An Weize chuckled, "It must be that Hu Yitong knew that Kangning Hospital couldn't escape this disaster, felt desperate and angry, and his extreme emotions triggered the stroke that killed him."

"You could say your threat came true."

"However..."

An Weize paused, then said solemnly, "You could say Hu Yitong's death came at the perfect time, and he made a final sacrifice for the Hu Family!"

"Uncle An, what do you mean by that?" Lin Jie was a bit puzzled.

"There's a tradition in our culture to respect the dead."

"Hu Yitong was after all a medical expert, working for decades and treating thousands of people."

"Although in the past year or two, due to you, his reputation was tarnished, his death will undoubtedly garner some sympathy."

An Weize said softly, "If Hu Yuanqing represents the Hu Family, shows sincere remorse and willingness to accept punishment, combined with some people's influence, this fake medicine issue may not be handled too harshly."

Lin Jie pursued the question, "Uncle An, are you suggesting that Kangning Hospital can get through this crisis?"

An Weize analyzed, "The possibility is very slim."

"The Hu Family has already lost the trust of the people, and even if they manage to keep Kangning Hospital, they'll likely have to sell it."

"Ah Jie, don't underestimate the greed of capital."

"Because of its prime location, Kangning Hospital is a big, juicy prey coveted by many."

"The sympathy elicited by Hu Yitong's death hinges on the Hu Family being sensible and relinquishing everything they should."

"If they still dream of keeping something, that's just laughable."

Lin Jie gave a slight "oh" and asked, "Uncle An, do you think the Fu Family can acquire Kangning Hospital?"

An Weize said softly, "It's hard to say."

"Those who want to take over Kangning Hospital all have deep backgrounds and resources. Who will prevail in the end will depend on their capabilities."

"Ah Jie, with Hu Yitong's death, your feud with the Hu Family will surely be brought to light again..."

He advised, "If someone asks you, don't appear too harsh. Don't let others think you're gloating or kicking someone when they're down."

Lin Jie laughed, "Uncle An, I won't respond to any questions on this issue at all."

"Ah..."

Suddenly, he thought of something and asked, "Uncle An, could it be possible that Hu Yuanqing deliberately told Hu Yitong about the fake medicine affairs at Kangning Hospital, with the purpose of..."

"Well..."

An Weize chuckled and said, "Anything is possible."

"But we can't get into Hu Yuanqing's mind to know what he was thinking at the time."

"Keep this speculation to yourself, don't let it slip from your lips..."

After hanging up, Lin Jie opened Kangning Hospital's official website and found its page color set to gray, prominently announcing Hu Yitong's passing along with his life story.

After glancing at it, Lin Jie paid it no further attention.

He leaned back against the car seat, closed his eyes, and recalled the surgical plan of the day.

It was then that his phone rang again.

A local unknown phone number. Lin Jie answered the call, saying softly, "Hello, who is this?"

"Lin Jie, it's me!"

Though the voice was somewhat hoarse, Lin Jie recognized who it was, and with a hint of sarcasm said, "Dr. Hu, at this time, you should be busy dealing with your father's funeral and the fake medicine issue at Kangning Hospital. Why did you think of calling me?"

"I want to say, I'm sorry!"

Hu Yuanqing said in a low tone, "Because my father was obsessed with you, unwilling to admit his mistakes, and strictly forbade us from apologizing to you."

"Although we all know that this is our fault, out of respect for Father's authority, we can only apologize to you."

Lin Jie teased, "Now that your father just passed away, there's no one to restrain you anymore, so you can let yourself go?"

"Isn't that somewhat disrespectful to your recently deceased father?"

The other party paused for a moment, then spoke again, "Wrong is wrong. Father indeed made mistakes, and denying them will not preserve his dignity."

"I know, just a belated apology cannot express the sincerity of the Hu Family, I'm just showing my attitude first."

"I understand your attitude. I have other matters to deal with, so let's leave it at that."

After saying this, Lin Jie hung up the phone.

Recalling past interactions with Hu Yuanqing, he truly didn't feel favorable towards this person...

At 8:01 in the morning, Lin Jie arrived at the Armed Police General Hospital.

As soon as he got out of the car, the hospital's deputy director, Peng Changmin, approached him and softly said, "Colonel Lin, we have a high-standard operating room on the top floor of the office building. The patient and surgical team are ready now."

Lin Jie nodded and instructed Qin Gang to come pick him up around 7 pm, then followed Peng Changmin through two security checks and sentries to the top floor of the office building.

At the second checkpoint, Peng Changmin saw Lin Jie off and then returned on his own.

Lin Jie stepped into the corridor on the top floor and saw a neatly dressed nurse wearing a surgical cap and mask waiting for him.

"Colonel Lin, I am your assistant nurse, you can call me Mi. I will now take you to change clothes!"

Lin Jie acknowledged with a sound and followed Nurse Mi into a surgical preparation room.

After changing into surgical attire, he scrubbed and disinfected his hands, then entered the operating room with Nurse Mi.

Lin Jie glanced around and found the patient, a Caucasian male with deep-set eyes and a high nose bridge, already lying on the operating table. He had not been anesthetized and was turning his head to look at him.

A line of five people stood on one side of the operating table to welcome him.

When Lin Jie's gaze swept over them, the leading person stepped forward and introduced himself, "Colonel Lin, hello, I'm your first assistant for this surgery!"

"Colonel Lin, hello, I'm your second assistant!"

"I'm the anesthetist!"

"Instrument nurse!"

"Circulating nurse!"

Lin Jie nodded one by one, responding to their introductions.

However, these people were all tightly wrapped up and didn't introduce themselves by name.

Lin Jie had to rely on their voices, exposed eyes, and facial contours to recognize them.

He glanced over them and identified the first and second assistants as both being about in their forties, an optimal age for conducting surgeries.

Lin Jie asked in a mild tone, "You've all read the surgical plan I created, right?"

The first assistant spoke on behalf of the group, "Colonel Lin, we have conducted multiple reviews and memorized it thoroughly!"

"Rest assured, we will assist with all our efforts, and no mistakes will occur."

Lin Jie noncommittally said, "The authorities promised to send the best surgical team to assist me. I hope you will surprise me."

He walked up to the operating table and said to the Caucasian man, "According to my surgical plan, to complete the surgery thoroughly, we need to make a total of 326 alterations to your body."

"To save time, I've consolidated the number of procedures down to 47 in this operation."

"While the number of procedures is relatively few, they involve eleven bones, which include breaking two rib bones, a collarbone, and a leg bone, along with creating sixteen muscle scars."

"Hmm, the focus of this surgery is on adjusting your facial bones and face muscles..."

Lin Jie reminded, "Let's put it this way, after this surgery, you will need to endure at least a month in bed in intense pain, unimaginable suffering!"

"Are you sure you can handle this?"

This surgical plan moves all the necessary severe traumatic bone and muscle adjustments to this one surgery.

This level of skeletal and muscular reshaping is needed because the subject enjoys extreme sports.

Over the years, the subject has accumulated numerous injuries, and Lin Jie needs to replicate each of these injuries.

As a result, the Caucasian man being operated on will have to endure significant hardship.

Lin Jie designed this to substantially save recovery time.

Moreover, Lin Jie thoroughly studied the subject's physical condition, and considering the individual has a special occupation, he naturally possesses a much higher threshold for physical and mental pain than an average person.

Lin Jie believed that the surgery's intensity should not exceed the subject's tolerance limits.

Of course, necessary warnings still needed to be communicated before the surgery.

The Caucasian man strongly nodded and said in slightly clumsy Chinese, "Rather than prolonging this suffering over an extended period, I'd rather endure it all at once in a shorter duration."

"Colonel Lin, don't you often say, 'A short pain is better than a long one'?"

"I can handle it, no problem."

Seeing he spoke this way, Lin Jie wasted no more words and waved to the surgical team, indicating the surgery could begin...