The next morning, An Kexin hurriedly went to Lin Jie's bedroom.

Pushing the door open, she saw Lin Jie lying spread-eagle on the bed, his eyes showing a helpless look as he gazed at her.

Worried that she might accidentally touch Lin Jie while sleeping, An Kexin spent the night with Lin Miao instead.

"Didn't sleep all night?"

Lin Jie shook his head and said, "I slept for a few hours. I woke up around four in the morning and couldn't fall back asleep."

"Help me up first!"

With An Kexin's support, Lin Jie sat up, grimacing in pain.

Seeing the sweat on his forehead from the pain, An Kexin said with distress, "Maybe we should go to the hospital?"

Lin Jie waved his hand and said, "The hospital doesn't have any special solutions, unless they give me a numbing injection. This pain can only be endured."

"Don't worry, this kind of injury heals quickly."

"Once I start moving around a bit, the pain will diminish quickly."

Just then, Lin Miao, wearing cartoon pajamas, also entered the room and asked with concern, "Brother, should I give you a massage? Massaging to improve blood circulation and relieve pain is my specialty."

"No need, the position makes it inconvenient. By noon, it should be much better."

Lin Jie stood up by himself, walking with a duck-like gait toward the bathroom, thankfully saying, "It's a good thing that during regular workouts, I occasionally stretched my legs, so the tendons are more flexible."

"Otherwise, this injury to the tendons would be disastrous!"

A dozen minutes later, Lin Jie emerged from the bathroom again, seeing Zhang Xiaoxiao had joined them in the room, he asked, "What's the online commentary about last night?"

"Although everyone was expecting to see the surgery live stream, most of the online comments are positive."

An Kexin analyzed, "This is mainly thanks to Dr. Maxwell's statement."

"In his statement, first, he took the blame for postponing the live stream. Secondly, he expressed his admiration and recognition of your abilities."

"You could say Dr. Maxwell regards you as being on his level, and he openly admitted that he was inspired by you, which made many people in the country ecstatic."

Lin Jie responded, "I suppose there are still plenty of negative comments, right?"

An Kexin nodded and said, "You're aware of this, negative comments are unavoidable!"

She consoled him, "Even the most beautiful events can be seen with a negative viewpoint by some. As long as the mainstream comments are positive, full of praise, that's enough."

In fact, Lin Jie wasn't too concerned about these negative comments either.

He didn't press the issue further, refusing An Kexin and Lin Miao's offer for assistance, and slowly made his way to the living room to do some gentle exercises...

After Lin Jie had exercised and was resting, An Kexin handed him a cup of water and reminded him, "Ah Jie, this evening, the American talk show host Gilbert will be arriving in Binhai."

"Regarding his surgery plan..."

Lin Jie moved his right thumb around, testing his recovery, and said, "Just follow the original plan. My hand will be fine by Friday, so his surgery on Saturday won't be delayed."

Shortly after breakfast, Qin Gang and Guan Muhua arrived together.

"Lin Jie, through our investigation, we found that those supposed fans from last night were professional fans."

Before Lin Jie and the others could inquire further, Qin Gang explained, "They are hired professionally to pose as fans at airports, celebrity events, and variety shows to create a favorable atmosphere."

"Based on our investigation, the organizers of these fake fans told us that a man claiming to be your assistant contacted them."

"He hired a hundred people for three hundred yuan each to create the impression of your popularity."

Guan Muhua added, "The organizer also told us that this assistant requested the fans to act as passionately as possible..."

Recalling the ordeal of last night, Lin Jie couldn't help but sigh, "These fake fans are really dedicated, they deserve a dedication award."

He then asked, "Have we found any leads about this so-called assistant?"

Qin Gang looked embarrassed and shook his head, "Not yet!"

"The fan organizer said the contact was made online, and the payment was made in cash."

"When the payment was delivered, the person was wearing a hat and mask, making it difficult to describe their appearance."

"However..."

Qin Gang's face turned grim as he said, "It's certain that the incident with the steel balls wasn't done by these professional fans."

"And, the way they were thrown so precisely at your feet, this isn't something an ordinary person could have done."

"These professional fans took quite a few photos and videos last night. Guan Muhua and I have collected a lot."

"We'll sift through them one by one and will definitely find that person."

Lin Jie reassured them, "No need to rush, just take your time with the investigation..."

Just as he finished his sentence, his phone rang—it was a call from Maxwell.

As soon as he answered, Maxwell's urgent voice came through, "Dr. Lin Jie, the method you mentioned for using hollow fiber tubes to eliminate blood clots, I've already successfully tested it once."

"Learning a new effective treatment method feels ten times better than making love."

Upon hearing this, Lin Jie understood that this person had similarities to Sheldon in certain ways.

On the phone, Maxwell said excitedly, "For this experiment, I used a computer-aided system to design the insertion route."

"With so many information connection elements and obstacles to avoid, I can't remember them all with just my brain."

"Dr. Lin Jie, I have a question. May I ask?"

Lin Jie softly said, "Dr. Maxwell, if you have questions, just ask directly. If I can answer, I won't hold back."

The other person chuckled on the phone and asked, "Then I will be bold."

"Due to injuries, previous surgeries, impacts, and differences in skull size and shape, every person's brain varies slightly."

"How do you determine the exact location of the information connection elements in each patient's brain?"

"As the saying goes in your country, it's a real case of 'an error of a millimeter, a mistake of a thousand miles!'"

Lin Jie chuckled and said, "Where there is change, there is also constancy. For example..."

"The relative relationship between the cerebral vascular system and various brain structures..."

Maxwell, who caught on quickly, immediately exclaimed, "Dr. Lin Jie, I suddenly feel quite stupid compared to you. I hadn't thought of such a simple solution."

"Thank you, thank you for sharing without reservation."

Lin Jie politely replied, "No need to be so polite. Even if I hadn't reminded you, you would have figured it out, maybe in the very next moment."

He continued, "I need to thank you for taking the responsibility for delaying the surgery on yourself."

"It's nothing, and I really needed some time to revise my surgical plan based on your insights."

Maxwell paused on the phone before continuing, "To be honest, when I first learned of your situation, Dr. Lin Jie, I thought you were a fraud, a massive con artist."

"Agreeing to the surgical competition was both taking my assistant team's advice and my desire to expose your true colors."

"However..."

He then said formally, "Dr. Lin Jie, I need to apologize to you first."

"I sent people to China to investigate you on-site."

"In fact, it was their reports that made me truly believe in you."

Maxwell sighed, "Dr. Lin Jie, your achievements have my admiration."

"I'm also very happy to have gained another colleague in medicine with whom I can learn, discuss, and mutually promote each other."

"Also, your experiences last night made me empathize with you."

He said happily again, "Dr. Lin Jie, I've adjusted my schedule and will take the Friday flight to China Binhai with the patient Xiaobao."

"I'm looking forward to our meeting!"

Lin Jie replied earnestly, "I'm very much looking forward to it too..."

After hanging up Maxwell's call, Lin Jie saw An Kexin approaching with an uncontrollable smile on her face.

He teased, "What's up? Did a big pie fall from the sky and you caught it?"

An Kexin chuckled and said, "Pretty much, we really caught a big pie."

"This is some news sent over by Slophel. Take a look!"

Lin Jie took the phone she handed over and found it was news about the football star Adam-Tieren.

It turns out that Adam-Tieren performed excellently in a recent game, basically returning to peak condition.

An excited Adam-Tieren celebrated with friends and was cornered by a reporter who mocked that his last performance was pure luck, suggesting his next game would again be poor.

At that time, Adam-Tieren erupted.

He yelled at the man, saying his prior poor condition was due to a tumor in his brain, something beyond his control.

Now, he had gone to China, and the famous Lin Jie had treated his brain tumor.

He was back and would continue to dominate the games.

An Kexin laughed and said, "Apparently, Adam-Tieren was set up by the reporter to spill such a big scoop."

"But for us, it's a good thing, helping elevate your fame in the United States one more time."

"Traps really are everywhere!"

Lin Jie sighed and asked, "Will this incident affect that guy's professional career?"

"Slophel said there will be league and team penalties for sure, but since he's a star player in his prime, it's understandable, and he won't be punished too harshly."

"However..."

An Kexin regretfully said, "This exposure might cause big trouble for the team doctor who covered up his condition."

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