After a brief discussion, the venue was filled with enthusiastic applause.

Lin Jie raised his hand, lightly applauding the sudden donation of one hundred million yuan by the Wantong Group, while softly asking, "Kexin, does Luo Wantong's groundbreaking donation break the rules?"

An Kexin furrowed her brow slightly, then slowly shook her head and said, "It should be breaking the rules. I'm just puzzled why Luo Wantong would do this; is it to make a stunning impression?"

"The Wantong Group is considered a foreign enterprise; isn't he afraid of offending all the local businesses? Next, we'll see how the leading firms like Four Seas Bank, Takahashi Group, East Sea Real Estate, and Road and Bridge Infrastructure will respond."

Lin Jie looked around, noticing cameras and some photographers incessantly snapping photos, and asked further, "Is this charity gala being broadcast live on TV? Or will it be recorded for television?"

"There won't be a live broadcast or a real-time airing, but there will be news coverage, including detailed textual and pictorial reports."

An Kexin proceeded to explain, "Many bigwigs are quite low-key, and they don't want more outsiders knowing about them, especially when it comes to donations."

Lin Jie understood.

At this moment, the male host's voice sounded, "Thanks to all the loving companies and individuals for their donations. Any companies or individuals wanting to donate on-site, please contact the staff near you."

"Next, we will proceed to our live auction session."

"Before introducing our first auction item, let's watch a video together."

As the host spoke, the lights in the venue dimmed significantly.

On the big screen on stage appeared a dark-skinned soldier, in his thirties.

"My name is Qian Liang, during the Bamboo Sea's earthquake rescue efforts, I sustained a head injury and was in critical condition. The examining doctor had given up on me, but Dr. Lin did not; he saved my life in the end."

"I have fully recovered and returned to my post in the army."

"I owe a thank you to Dr. Lin!"

After finishing his words, the soldier saluted the camera.

The next shot showed a modest middle-aged woman.

With a serious expression, she said in somewhat imperfect Mandarin, "My name is Huang Yichun, a mother of two. During the earthquake, my chest and abdomen were severely crushed. I thought I was going to die, but Dr. Lin saved me."

"I can now move freely and even do some chores. Thank you, Dr. Lin!"

"Thank you, Dr. Lin!"

"Thank you, Dr. Lin!"

The screen resonated with various tones of thanks, clear and indistinct, one after another, creating a mosaic of images across the screen.

In the center of the screen, a particular image slowly enlarged, occupying most of the screen.

In the image, a leader was shaking the hand of a young doctor, saying, "Dr. Lin, I've also heard about you!"

"Battling illness for two decades, living diligently and self-reliantly."

"After recovering, always repaying society with extraordinary medical skills, and now actively engaging in the relief efforts during this disaster."

"Dr. Lin, you are also a hero!"

The screen began showing some of Lin Jie's work scenes at the University Affiliated Hospital, interspersed with news footage of the earthquake-stricken areas.

Meanwhile, the emotional voice of the female host echoed through the venue.

"This young hero completed seventy-six high-risk surgeries during the earthquake rescue efforts in Bamboo Sea under primitive medical conditions."

"He saved seventy-six lives, with no failed surgeries."

The male host continued loudly, "This young hero worked continuously for twenty-two hours in a battlefield hospital's surgery vehicle when the injured victims in Bamboo Sea needed aid the most."

"During the most critical moments, he raced against death, performing surgery at a rate of fifteen minutes per case, saving the lives of injured victims."

The female host once more took the subject: "This young hero was early in pursuing charitable causes."

"The charity fund he initiated had relieved the ailments of eighty-three critically ill patients from financially struggling families within just over half a year, bringing laughter and joy to eighty-three families."

Watching the images on the screen, listening to the hosts, Lin Jie, being the subject, was somewhat bewildered, asked, "Kexin, was this arranged long in advance?"

An Kexin was equally puzzled, softly replying, "The organizers did contact me a while back to confirm your attendance, saying they would arrange a small theme related to you depending on the specifics of the charity gala."

"I thought of it as a surprise."

"By Friday, when I contacted them to confirm, the organizers told me that the small theme related to you had been canceled."

"So I didn't inform you."

At this moment, Lin Jie heard the hosts saying in unison, "Now, let us warmly applaud, inviting the medical genius known as 'Miracle Hands'… Dr. Lin Jie."

Upon hearing this, Lin Jie couldn't help but smirk slightly, thinking the title was getting less valuable, creating a new marvel label for himself impulsively.

Amid enthusiastic applause, Lin Jie rose with a faint smile and walked towards the small stage, though filled with doubt.

The two hosts positioned Lin Jie between them, one on each side.

The female host first spoke, "Dr. Lin, as a direct witness of that earthquake disaster, do you have anything you'd like to say to everyone?"

Faced with the microphone close to his mouth, Lin Jie, experiencing such a venue for the first time, suddenly felt a bit tense.

He reached for the microphone, his mind foggy, inadvertently saying, "When camping outdoors, never camp by the stream. It's a profound lesson from my personal experience."

This immediately elicited a gentle laugh from many present.

As the laughter rang out, Lin Jie realized he had been somewhat silly, understanding he should've said something like "earthquakes are ruthless, people are compassionate"—an expected lofty statement.

Nevertheless, recalling something, he dismissed platitudes and straightforwardly said, "Earlier when the host mentioned that I perform surgeries in fifteen minutes, it's actually inaccurate."

"I only completed the handling of the internal organ injuries and other complex injuries of the wounded, such as incision and suturing of wounds, fracture management, and other external injuries which were all performed by the surgical team assisting me."

"Without the cooperation of the whole surgical team, it would be impossible for me to successfully complete a surgery."

Lin Jie emphasized again: "Thus, saving the lives of these seventy-six people is not my achievement alone; it is the merit of the whole surgical team, it is the merit of the entire field hospital."

The male host nodded in agreement, saying: "The power of one person is limited, while the strength of the collective is infinite."

"However, the most critical, important, and dangerous parts of the surgery were all handled by you alone, Dr. Lin, weren't they?"

Lin Jie nodded, confirming it implicitly.

He glanced off the stage and suddenly noticed that more than a dozen people were missing from the main table.

Government officials, people from the Red Cross Society, and the foundation were still there, but the directors of the corporations had all left.

Have they gone to a closed-door meeting, to discuss donation amounts?

As Lin Jie pondered, he heard the female host ask him: "Dr. Lin, I heard that a surgeon's hands are extremely dexterous, even more agile than those of a pianist, is that true?"

Lin Jie smiled and said: "The dexterity of a surgeon's hands is relative."

"For a surgeon, hand dexterity is just a basic requirement; the main requirements are hand-eye coordination and a high demand for precision and stability."

"Is that so?"

The female host, with a look of having discovered a new continent, eagerly asked: "Expert Lin, can you demonstrate for us what level of hand-eye coordination, precision, and stability a skilled surgeon can achieve?"

Lin Jie was displeased by this, feeling as if he were being asked to perform a trick.

The male host chimed in from the side: "Dr. Lin, regarding a surgeon's procedures, most of us only have a superficial understanding through some films and TV shows."

"Dr. Lin, could you perhaps let us, everyone present, see what a skilled surgeon is capable of?"

In such an occasion, even if Lin Jie was unhappy, he could not just turn around and leave without saving face.

Seeing the many interested faces below the stage, he reluctantly said: "Alright then, I'll perform a little trick of oil-pouring man. Please have the staff bring a bottle of wine, an empty bottle, and a napkin."

The male host instructed a staff member, then chuckled: "The oil-pouring man? Placing a gourd on the ground, covering its mouth with a coin, gently ladling oil into it, letting the oil drip through the hole yet not wetting the coin."

"We are in for a treat, to witness Expert Lin replicate this 'only being skilled in hand'."

Lin Jie merely smiled and said nothing.

Soon, a staff member brought two bottles of wine and a pristine napkin to the stage.

Lin Jie handed the microphone back to the female host, placed the empty wine bottle on the stage floor, wrapped the napkin around the bottle's mouth, and stood up, taking the bottle of wine which was half full, standing upright.

At this moment, he noticed that the dozen or so people who had left the main table were gradually returning to their seats.

Lin Jie steadied his mood, stood straight, squinted his eyes to aim at the position of the empty wine bottle, raised the wine bottle to eye level with one hand, and slowly tilted the bottle.

At this time, the entire banquet plaza became silent.

Even those who had not yet returned to the main table paused their steps, quietly watching Lin Jie's actions.

The bottle's mouth tilted more and more...

In the light, the audience could clearly see the dark liquid slowly trickling towards the bottle's mouth.

Finally, the wine overflowed the bottle's mouth.

First drop by drop, then a dark stream as thick as chopsticks poured down from the bottle mouth.

Everyone's eyes followed the fast-descending drops of red, watching it mischievously disappear as it neared the empty bottle on the ground without causing a splash.

Following that was the roaring stream, directly entering the bottle mouth...

"Bravo..."

The sudden cheer in the silence sounded like thunder out of nowhere, drawing numerous dissatisfied glances.

However, amidst concerned or expectant gazes, Lin Jie's hand did not tremble in the slightest.

The descending dark stream remained a straight line, without any swerves...

When the wine was finished and the bottle empty, Lin Jie withdrew his hand and put down the wine bottle.

The male host quickly crouched down to untie the napkin and spread it out for everyone to see.

It remained pristine, without a single dark wine stain.

"Clap clap..."

A heated applause erupted from the audience.

When the applause subsided slightly, the female host asked admiringly: "Dr. Lin, that abrupt cheer earlier really startled me."

"Yet, Dr. Lin, you weren't affected at all, and your hands didn't make a single mistake. How did you do it?"

Lin Jie glanced at the source of the cheer and happened to see the gloomy face of Liu Guangxi.

"As a surgeon, during operations, we essentially close off our perception to the outside world to some degree, not daring to let ourselves be distracted by unexpected disturbances, not daring to make a mistake."

Lin Jie explained earnestly: "For if there's a mistake, it may cost the patient their life."

"Clap... Clap... Clap clap..."

The chairman of the East Sea Industrial Group at the main table stood up and once again applauded for Lin Jie.

With his leadership, more and more people stood up and joined in the applause...

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