Masterful Miracle Doctor

Chapter 1007 - 971: The Only Hope

Tuesday morning at eleven-thirty, Lin Jie finished the congenital esophageal atresia surgery on an infant and returned to his office, only to see Lin Miao, who had returned from Putuo Mountain."Why didn't you go straight home to rest? Instead, you came to the hospital?"

"I missed you! Brother, this is the Peace Jade Pendant I requested, blessed by an enlightened master."

Lin Miao pulled out a jade pendant strung on red silk thread from her pocket and tried to put it on Lin Jie.

Lin Jie reached out to stop her and said, "I'd rather do it myself."

"No, I want to put it on you personally!" Lin Miao insisted.

In the midst of this exchange, Lin Jie had already asked Shen Lanruo if she felt any unsettling aura.

After receiving a definite "no," Lin Jie allowed Lin Miao to put it on him, this small jade pendant engraved with cloud patterns on one side and the word 'Peace' on the other.

While admiring the jade pendant, Lin Jie quietly asked, "Sister Lanruo, do you feel anything?"

"I don't feel anything..."

"Huh..."

"What is this?"

"What's happening to me?"

"Ah..."

"Get away... Get away... Ah Jie... Ah..."

As soon as he heard Shen Lanruo's voice sounding strange, Lin Jie took off the Peace Jade Pendant and urgently shouted, "Sister Lanruo, what on earth is going on?"

"Sister Lanruo? Sister Lanruo..."

But after the last shrill "Ah" from Shen Lanruo, there was no more response, as if a stone had sunk into the ocean.

Seeing Lin Jie suddenly anxious, even sweating at the tip of his nose, Lin Miao worriedly asked, "Brother, what's wrong with you?"

"Are you feeling unwell?"

Lin Jie suppressed his inner unrest and reassured, "Miaomiao, it's nothing, I just suddenly remembered something."

Saying this, he pulled out a scalpel from his pocket in a somewhat flustered manner.

With a flick of his little finger, just like spinning a pen, the scalpel quickly and deftly twirled between his fingers.

Lin Jie then tossed the rapidly spinning scalpel into the air, caught it with his left hand, and performed several dazzling tricks with it.

Lin Miao couldn't help but praise, "Brother, your fingers are so nimble!"

"It's just basic skills!"

With a slight sense of relief, Lin Jie casually replied, putting the scalpel back into his pocket and began to feel his body, especially the heart area, for any abnormal sensations.

Just then, Youyou's voice sounded, "Ah Jie, are you worried that if I disappear, the medical skills will disappear with me?"

Upon hearing this familiar voice again, Lin Jie felt relieved and eagerly asked, "Sister Lanruo? What happened just now?"

He suddenly realized and said angrily, "Were you deliberately trying to scare me?"

"Humph, it was just a joke. But your reaction was quite disappointing."

"I felt your urgency and worry, but I didn't feel any sadness from you."

"And your first concern was whether the medical skills might disappear, rather than persistently caring about my plight."

"Lin Jie, I'm hurt, very hurt!"

I am also hurt.

Lin Jie muttered discontentedly underneath his breath, smiled to comfort Lin Miao, and said, "Miaomiao, I just finished the surgery. Let me rest for a while, then we can have lunch together."

Lin Miao obediently replied, "Okay, brother, you rest up, I won't disturb you!"

Lin Jie sat down at his desk, feigned a nap, but in his mind, he began to communicate with Shen Lanruo.

"Sister Lanruo, people can get scared to death, so please don't joke like that anymore."

Not hearing Shen Lanruo's response, Lin Jie continued, "Sister Lanruo, you are the source of my medical skills, and these skills are the foundation of my existence."

"My greatest fear in life now..."

Lin Jie said in a heavy tone, "Is that one day, Sister Lanruo, you might suddenly disappear, and all my medical skills would vanish along with you, as if losing magic, leaving me as an ordinary person without support."

"As for sadness, that can only be ranked later."

"Sister Lanruo, are you listening?"

"I'm listening!"

Shen Lanruo's voice once again sounded in his mind, this time very calm.

"I can understand your worries."

"However, after such a long time of immersion, learning, and practice, you've already memorized most of the medical knowledge, which has largely become your own memory."

"Based on my conjectures and understanding, even if I disappear, your medical skills will not vanish."

"Moreover, Ah Jie, you are really something!"

Shen Lanruo's tone turned playful again, "You are just too dull–don't know how to have fun, don't know how to joke, it's a good thing you were born in China."

"If you were in the United States, you might not even be able to find a girlfriend."

Not wanting to engage with her, Lin Jie opened his eyes and reattached the Peace Jade Pendant.

Through the frosted glass separating the inner and outer rooms, he faintly saw a number of people outside, so he called out, "Who's out there? Come in!"

With that, Fang Huanru, Song Licheng, and Lin Miao walked in together.

"Brother, have you rested well?" Miaomiao asked with concern.

Lin Jie nodded and said, "I just need a few minutes of rest."

"Fang Huanru, Song Licheng, what's up with you two?"

Song Licheng spoke first, "Teacher, our paper defense times have been set. Mine is on Thursday morning, Zeng Yang's is in the afternoon. Zhao Fang's paper defense is scheduled for Friday afternoon."

"Teacher, do you have time?"

Lin Jie waved his hand gently and said, "There's no problem for you to pass the paper defense. In that setting, you and Professor Chen are the main characters, so I won't show up."

Although Song Licheng and the others are already acknowledged as Lin Jie's students, technically, Chen Shi is their rightful supervisor.

Lin Jie had already taken his students, so he thought he shouldn't steal Chen Shi's spotlight.

Song Licheng was a bit disappointed, muttering an "oh" as he handed over a document in his hand, "Teacher, this is Lu Juan's medical examination report."

"The examination center asked me to bring it over."

After it was decided on Sunday to try out Lu Juan, Lin Jie notified her to come to the hospital for a medical check-up yesterday.

Lin Jie glanced through the medical report, quickly filtering the key data, and found that Lu Juan didn't have any infectious diseases or blood disorders. Her health was relatively good.

After reading, he handed the medical report to Lin Miao and explained, "This is Aunt Lu's medical examination result. Nothing problematic was found. So, notify Aunt Lu to start work in the afternoon."

"Use the afternoon to tidy up that small room. Also, buy anything that needs to be added."

Lin Miao nodded and said, "I'll be at home in the afternoon and will handle this with Aunt Lu."

Fang Huanru, seeing Lin Jie's gaze, hurriedly said, "Teacher, we've selected five patients."

"Here are their medical records!"

"So fast?" Lin Jie took the medical records.

"A person's reputation precedes them! As soon as we mentioned your name, many patients enthusiastically signed up for the experimental surgeries without much persuasion."

"These are the five patients we selected, who need surgeries for the bile duct, pancreatic duct, ureter, fallopian tube, and renal duct respectively."

"If you think there's no issue, we can sign the relevant experimental surgery agreements with them this afternoon."

Lin Jie reviewed the five medical records one by one and returned them to Fang Huanru, saying, "Let's go with these five."

"Schedule the surgeries for the first three for tomorrow."

"The other two for the day after tomorrow..."

After lunch, Lin Miao took Guan Muhua's car to pick up Lu Juan, and they returned to Xiangtai Apartment together.

Lin Jie stayed at the hospital until almost seven in the evening before returning home.

However, upon returning home, he discovered there was an unexpected guest.

General Meng from the Ministry of Veterans Affairs.

Lin Jie was blunt, saying, "General Meng, you're a busy minister. You're not staying in the Capital City and suddenly appeared at my place—not just for a chat, are you? What's the matter? Just say it."

Meng Yang chuckled and said, "It's dinner time, you know. Your family dinner is ready. Aren't you inviting me to eat first?"

Lin Jie shook his head and said, "Unless we've talked about business first, I have no appetite for dinner."

Meng Yang exaggerated a sigh and said, "It seems like if we don't reach a conclusion, I won't even get dinner, right?"

Lin Jie just looked at him without speaking, implicitly agreeing with Meng Yang's words.

"Alright, let's talk business first!"

Meng Yang cleared his throat and said, "Expert Lin, I've come specifically to bring you money, ten million. This is just the initial stage; more money will follow as needed."

Lin Jie remained unmoved and said directly, "Get to the point!"

Meng Yang, seeing Lin Jie's indifferent expression, said with some frustration, "It's like this: we saw the research project application you submitted to the National Health Committee."

"To be honest, the Science Division of the National Health Committee is now debating over your report. It might take a few days to reach a conclusion."

Upon hearing this, Lin Jie understood it was definitely Qin Ruomu stirring things up.

"Expert Lin, you are one of our military personnel."

"The military also has research funds, and they are quite substantial. The top brass has decided that our military will strongly support your research project."

Lin Jie, who was in need of funds, certainly wouldn't reject more money.

However, he cautiously asked, "Are there any additional conditions?"

"Once your research project succeeds, it's a significant benefit for the nation and the people. We have no additional conditions."

Meng Yang spoke righteously, then added, "If there must be a condition, there's only one."

"The patients chosen for experimental treatment must be selected from our military personnel."

As he spoke, he opened a file box next to the sofa and took out a large stack of medical records.

"Qi Ke, 46 years old, terminal colorectal cancer, aircraft engine researcher!"

"Yang Mengbo, 51 years old, liver cancer, senior engineer of the Rocket Force!"

"Zhang Guomin, 44 years old, osteochondroma, senior aerospace engineer..."

With each medical record introduction, Meng Yang's voice grew heavier.

He pressed down on the thick stack of medical records on the coffee table and said in a deep voice, "Expert Lin, there are a total of forty-seven medical records here."

"These are specially selected from the armed forces—experts who've made significant contributions to the country but are terminally ill."

"Expert Lin, your research project can be said to be their only hope..."