Lin Jie found quite a few surgical plans on the well-known medical forum "Doctor's House".

However, after reviewing seven or eight highly rated plans, Lin Jie was disappointed and shook his head.

The people who wrote these plans either had insufficient or neglected knowledge of the brain, or severely overestimated their surgical skills.

Following their plans, Lin Jie felt that his chances of success were nearly nonexistent, or very slim.

He stopped focusing on these half-baked surgical plans and began one-on-one guidance with students via online video in his study.

Tang You's surgery is scheduled for this Friday.

After class on Thursday afternoon, Lin Jie needs to recharge, so he moved this one-on-one guidance to today.

This method of individual tutoring has lasted for eight months.

As the understanding between them deepened and the students continued to progress, Lin Jie no longer needed to point out every shortcoming or plan their learning content in detail for the next week.

Now, this guidance method has mainly become a Q&A style.

The first twenty minutes are mainly for the students to raise their questions from the week, and Lin Jie answers them.

The last five minutes are mainly for Lin Jie to ask and the students to answer.

In the final five minutes, Lin Jie assesses the students' understanding from the past week based on their questions and responses, and briefly highlights the key points for the next week's study.

This is a smooth mentoring model.

If the students' performance does not satisfy Lin Jie, the next week will be tough for them.

Having four to five hours of sleep each day would be a blessing.

Close to two in the afternoon, while tutoring Lu Xiaoyu, Lin Jie received another call from Yuan Guangxi.

"Expert Lin, do you have time to come to the college?"

Lin Jie asked worriedly, "Dean, is it about the operating room?"

"No, you don't need to worry about the operating room; we have very professional staff handling that, so there won't be any issues."

After reassuring Lin Jie, Yuan Guangxi continued, "A few old experts from the Capital City have come, and they want to talk to you about next week's brain surgery."

"Old experts?" Lin Jie was a bit puzzled.

Yuan Guangxi explained, "There's a former president of the Chinese Medical Association's neurosurgery field, an honorary president of the Cardiovascular and Cerebrovascular Research Association, and consultants from the National Brain Tumor Research Center."

"In short, these are people who have made significant contributions in the field of brain medicine and are now retired veterans."

"They are very enthusiastic and have traveled from the Capital City to the school to have a chat with you."

"This..."

Lin Jie hesitated a bit.

To be honest, he was not too keen on meeting them.

But since they came from the Capital City for him, he felt it would be impolite not to meet them.

"Expert Lin..."

Yuan Guangxi persuaded, "These old experts still hold significant influence; many of the main doctors and researchers in the domestic neurosurgery field are their students."

"Anlin Hospital is still short of a neurosurgery director, perhaps they could help with that."

Upon hearing this, Lin Jie couldn't refuse anymore.

He took a car to the Medical College and saw five spirited, healthy elders in their seventies or eighties, with either greying or completely white hair, in the reception room of the administration office.

Accompanying the elderly, Yuan Guangxi introduced Lin Jie.

There were two former presidents of the Chinese Medical Association's neurosurgery field, Zhang Shougang and Wang Xinshui, the honorary president of the Cardiovascular and Cerebrovascular Research Association, Dong Yuezhi, and two consultants from the National Brain Tumor Research Center, Cui Anshun and Peng Naicheng.

Behind each elder stood one or two young individuals around seventeen or eighteen years old.

Clearly, they were family juniors responsible for taking care of the elders' work and daily life.

"Not bad, not bad, not only is he good-looking, but he's also very capable."

Wang Xinshui sized up Lin Jie with a smile, nodded, and said, "You're even younger than my own grandson, yet your achievements make even us old folks feel ashamed and impressed."

Lin Jie modestly replied, "The former president flatters me; I still have many areas to improve."

"Being humble is good, humility leads to progress."

Dong Yuezhi looked at Lin Jie with an approving expression and praised, "Dr. Lin, you are still very young and have much room for growth, so remember not to be arrogant."

"The elder is right," Lin Jie replied casually.

Dong Yuezhi picked up his teacup, took a sip, and said solemnly, "Dr. Lin, here's the thing."

"This challenge with the American doctor is no longer just about you; in some sense, you represent the Chinese medical community."

"You need to perform with grace and style, and not let foreigners look down on us."

Dong Yuezhi pointed to the other four elders and said, "Though we've left the front lines for many years and our hands-on abilities have declined, our experience and insight remain rich, and our theoretical knowledge is still strong."

He chuckled and added, "We have never stopped learning! Learning is a lifelong journey!"

Dong Yuezhi then explained, "This time, we are here to assist you, spot the gaps, and elevate your surgical plan to a higher level."

"Dr. Lin, please introduce your surgical plan to us now."

Upon hearing this, Lin Jie couldn't help but look at Yuan Guangxi.

It's not that the surgery plan can't be introduced, but are these elders and those young people trustworthy?

If leaked, it wouldn't be very good.

Just as Lin Jie was hesitating, Cui Anshun suddenly smiled and said, "Old Dong, don't rush Lin to introduce his surgery plan yet."

"You and Old Zhang should showcase what you've come up with first, let Lin have some reference, so he has an idea."

Dong Yuezhi somewhat proudly said, "Old Cui, you're mistaken. What do you mean by reference?"

"Dr. Lin's level has already surpassed ours; calling it critique and correction would be more appropriate."

He then turned to Zhang Shougang and asked, "Old Zhang, do you want to go first, or should I?"

Zhang Shougang slowly took a sip of tea and said leisurely, "You go ahead."

Dong Yuezhi waved his hand, and the young man behind him brought over a laptop and a small projector.

After some operations, a surgery plan was projected onto one of the white walls of the reception room.

Looking at the surgery plan with illustrations and text explanations, Lin Jie felt somewhat familiar.

Suddenly, he recalled,

Isn't this similar to the plan he saw this morning on the "Doctor's House" forum?

Although this version had some revisions compared to the forum's, the surgical approach was the same, and most importantly, the two oversights in the plan were identical.

Lin Jie, who had initially hoped for some gain, immediately lost interest upon seeing this surgery plan.

The level reflected by this surgery plan was only slightly above Tian Xiangyu's and had quite a distance compared to Jiang Hao from the Affiliated Hospital.

Dong Yuezhi asked with a smile, "Dr. Lin, what do you think of this plan? Is there anything commendable?"

Since they dared to ask Lin Jie for commentary, he naturally wouldn't be polite.

Lin Jie straightforwardly said, "I'll just point out one thing."

He walked to the projection, gesturing with his hand, "Removing this blood clot above the thalamus from the lower left brain would inevitably go through here."

"There's a high chance that this is the sensory information conversion hub displaced slightly due to the clot compression, and damaging it would impair the patient's five senses."

"Further along, there's also a substantial chance of injuring the patient's brainstem area here, leading to partial or full paralysis."

"Dr. Lin, are you really sure?"

Dong Yuezhi gently shook his head, thought for a while, and said, "Dr. Lin, this plan was carefully discussed by several of us."

"According to deduction, the two issues you mentioned shouldn't arise."

He thought for a moment and confidently said, "If operated strictly according to the marked surgical route, the probability of successfully removing the blood clot is very high, without damaging other major brain tissues."

Lin Jie suppressed the urge to refute, looked over the illustration again, and thought to himself, "With this surgical route, the probability of damaging the sensory information conversion hub is ninety-nine percent."

"There's also about a seventy to eighty percent chance of injuring the brainstem. The risk is extraordinarily high!"

Seeing the elderly gentleman confidently, along with the expressions of belief from the other four, Lin Jie dismissed the idea of correcting his mistake and said perfunctorily, "The senior is right; I must have misjudged."

Just then, Lin Jie's phone rang.

He took out his phone and saw it was An Kemeng calling, and immediately answered, shouting, "What? What was found out? So serious? Okay, okay, I'll come immediately."

After hanging up, Lin Jie hastily said, "I'm sorry, esteemed seniors!"

"A patient at the Affiliated Hospital had an accident, and I need to go there. Let's reschedule!"

After saying this, not waiting for their response, the anxious Lin Jie hurried out of the reception room.

Once Lin Jie sat in the Phaeton car, he dialed An Kemeng's number again and asked, "Kemeng, what did you want to tell me?"

On the phone came An Kemeng's giggling voice, "Brother Jie, did you just use my call for a successful escape?"

"Pretty clever! So why did you call me just now?"

An Kemeng chuckled, "Well, I sold the rights and made some money. I wanted to ask you, what do you want as a gift?"

Just then, Lin Jie's phone indicated another incoming call. He said, "Whatever gift you give, I'll like. I've got another call coming in, I'll hang up."

After hanging up on An Kemeng, he answered the incoming call and heard Yuan Guangxi's voice, "Expert Lin, that phone trick you pulled wasn't very convincing."

"For someone always calm as water, when did you ever have such an anxious expression?"

Lin Jie chuckled indifferently and said, "I'll be mindful next time."

"Dean Yuan, please entertain those old experts for me."

Yuan Guangxi paused for a moment and softly asked, "Expert Lin, was that surgery plan really so poor?"

Lin Jie replied, "About at the level of the deputy director of neurosurgery at the Affiliated Hospital, I suppose."

Yuan Guangxi let out a sound of acknowledgment, sighing, "Once you age, although you often exercise your brain, brain atrophy is an irresistible natural law."

"Given their age, their memory and thinking level is already quite inferior compared to their prime."

"Even if they don't admit aging, the laws of nature are indeed irresistible."

He sighed again and said, "I'll take good care of those old experts. Expert Lin, I hope you understand their intentions..."

Lin Jie earnestly replied, "I understand their concern and enthusiasm."

"For this surgical competition, I will give my all, not failing myself and not failing everyone's expectations."

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