At noon, Lin Jie met with An Weize and An Kexin at the Xinyu Cafe in Henglong Plaza.

But An Kexin's eyes were red, and her eyelids swollen, clearly having cried.

An Weize saw Lin Jie silently inquiring with his gaze and explained, "This morning, I told Kexin about the tumor. She insisted on coming with me to talk to you."

An Kexin stared at Lin Jie, her voice a bit hoarse, and asked, "Lin Jie, can you guarantee my father's surgery will be successful?"

Lin Jie shook his head gently and said, "I can't promise that. I can only say there's some hope. Even if I claimed 100% certainty, you wouldn't believe it, would you?"

An Weize lightly patted An Kexin's shoulder and said, "Kexin, since we've made our decision, let's not hesitate anymore. I trust Lin Jie will do his utmost."

He turned his gaze to Lin Jie and slowly said, "I've decided to have you perform the surgery. Now let's discuss the specific arrangements."

Although expected, hearing these words in person, Lin Jie couldn't suppress his excitement, and his hands clenched tightly into fists beneath the coffee table.

The sharp pain from his nails piercing his palm clearly reminded him, this wasn't a dream.

"At least a standard neurosurgery operating room, equipped with an experienced surgical team, prepared blood plasma, any necessary medications..."

"You don't need to worry about these!"

Before Lin Jie could finish, An Kexin interrupted him, firmly stating, "I can assure you, the neuromicrosurgery equipment needed will be the most advanced in the world."

"The surgical team will also be composed of experienced professional doctors. They will sign very strict confidentiality agreements, not leaking any of your information."

Seeing An Kexin's clear thoughts, Lin Jie relaxed a little and nodded, "Very well. Under the current circumstances, you all know I can only offer myself. All other preparations rely on you."

"All your requirements will be met in the best possible way. My only requirement is that the surgery must succeed!"

Faced with An Kexin's aggressive gaze, Lin Jie felt a tingle on his scalp. If the surgery failed unexpectedly, would this person swallow him whole?

"Kexin, calm down!"

An Weize placed his hand on An Kexin's shoulder again, advising, "You're scaring Lin Jie. If you frighten him, no one will save your father."

An Kexin realized her emotions were a bit off and took several deep breaths to calm her tension.

She scoffed and said, "As a chief surgeon, if you're scared by me and have such little stress resistance, what qualifies you to operate on others?"

"Isn't that right, Lin Jie?"

Lin Jie ignored this overly concerned daughter and looked at An Weize, saying, "To be honest, my sister and I need to prepare, which will take at least two to three months."

An Weize simply smiled and said, "The specific surgery time is indeed what I wanted to discuss with you."

"Firstly, I need some time for preparations on my side. Secondly, to prevent potential accidents, I also need to arrange my company and personal affairs properly!"

"I hope the surgery time can be... the later, the better."

From a purely surgical perspective, the sooner, the better, since the tumor grows every day.

However, given Lin Jie's physical condition and An Weize's concerns about surgical accidents, the surgery time could only be postponed as much as possible.

Lin Jie requested that An Weize undergo a cranial tumor CT scan weekly to monitor the latest tumor growth.

The two then had an in-depth discussion on the numerous details of the surgical preparations. It wasn't until after they had dinner together that they ended the discussion and left the cafe to go home.

Back home, Lin Jie picked up his high school textbook and studied according to Li Ting's learning plan.

Now, he spent about four hours a day on fitness, four hours learning high school knowledge, one hour practicing surgical skills, and another one to two hours before bed being systematically taught medical knowledge by Shen Lanruo.

The remaining scattered time was allocated to eating, household chores, and various trivial matters, making his daily life quite fulfilling.

Immersed in his studies, Lin Jie was suddenly awakened by the ringing of his phone. It was a call from Luo Shanshan.

"Lin Jie, I forgot to ask, how's your driving test going? I have some connections and can help you get your license quickly."

"Thank you for asking, but I've already got my license. I have friends too," Lin Jie replied a bit smugly.

"Oh, I underestimated you!"

There was a slight hint of surprise in Luo Shanshan's tone over the phone before she continued, "In that case, you can buy a car, making it more convenient for your future commuting and work."

Lin Jie naturally considered buying a car and longed for one, but his first thought was to save money to buy a house for Lin Miao.

The promise of buying a big house was taken as a joke by Lin Miao, but he had never forgotten it.

After their grandfather's death and before his heart transplant, when Lin Jie's heart could barely cope, it was mostly Lin Miao taking care of him.

Those days are gone, and now it's his turn to take care of his sister.

Curing Lin Miao's eyes to allow her to see the world's colorful beauty again, having her own big house, and no longer fearing the future are all things Lin Jie secretly vowed to achieve for her.

"Dr. Luo, doesn't the clinic provide work vehicles or shuttle buses?" Lin Jie asked hopefully.

Luo Shanshan chuckled over the phone, saying, "We're just a small clinic, with at most ten staff members counting all together! If the clinic's revenue situation improves, maybe it's possible. But now, Lin Jie, don't dream of good things."

"However, if you're short on funds, I can lend you some privately without interest, and you can repay me from your salary later. How about it?"

Lin Jie wasn't really in desperate need of the tens of thousands of dollars and politely declined Luo Shanshan's offer, planning instead to buy a cheap commuter car to get by for the time being.

At this moment, Luo Shanshan's voice came through the phone again.

"Lin Jie, when you drove my car on the racetrack, you left a very deep impression on me. I feel like you're the real-life version of Fujiwara Takumi."

"Tomorrow night, there's a car race at the racetrack. If you can race on my behalf and defeat the opponent, I'll gift you a good car worth about five to six hundred thousand. Are you interested?"

Before Lin Jie could respond, Shen Lanruo impatiently urged, "Say yes, hurry up and say yes!"

"You've been living like a monk with no fun or excitement these past days. Here's a rare chance for some real excitement, Lin Jie, you mustn't miss it."

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