Masterful Miracle Doctor

Chapter 1080 - 1042: Still Alive, But the Money's Gone

Lin Jie informed the remaining nine people, all with minor injuries to muscles, ligaments, and the like.These injuries seem minor and don't affect their movements, but in Lin Jie's view, damage to specific areas of muscles and ligaments can affect athletes' precise control over their strength and balance.

Lin Jie specifically pointed out each person's injuries and provided detailed and specific treatment and care advice.

After addressing these athletes' injuries, it was already 10:30 in the morning.

Finally, Wang Haifeng shook Lin Jie's hand, praising, "Truly a master's touch, extraordinary."

"Expert Lin, your detailed understanding of the human body is impressive to us, and your treatment and care advice seem very insightful and reasonable to me."

"Your suggestions will be followed meticulously."

"As for Zhang Xuan's minimally invasive surgery, I will notify her direct supervisor to discuss with Zhang Xuan's family before making the final decision..."

Lin Jie saw Wang Haifeng and others out of the office, when a small figure ran up and hugged his leg with a thud.

"Uncle, I want mommy, I want mommy..."

Seeing Yuanyuan's tear-stained face and her little body sobbing, Lin Jie quickly bent down to pick her up, looking at Zhang Xiaoxiao, who was following behind with a helpless expression.

"All of a sudden, she just remembered mommy and couldn't be comforted, so I had to bring her to you."

Lin Jie looked at Yuanyuan in his arms, feeling a pang of sympathy, and softly said, "Didn't mommy tell you that she had to go to a far, far place?"

Yuanyuan nodded and sniveled, "I know!"

"But it's been such a long, long time already, mommy should be back by now."

Lin Jie had to deceive her, saying, "Not enough time has passed yet, mommy isn't supposed to be back yet."

"Then how much longer do we have to wait?"

Hearing this, Lin Jie's nose tingled, remembering how he and Miaomiao often asked their grandparents the same question when they were young.

He recalled his grandparents' answer, saying, "We have to wait a bit more."

"When Yuanyuan grows up, mommy will come back."

"Be a good girl, eat well, don't be naughty, don't cry or fuss, grow up quickly, and mommy will be able to come back sooner."

Yuanyuan looked at her little hands and said reluctantly, "Then I'll be good, uncle, make mommy come back sooner."

"Hmm, as long as Yuanyuan is good, leave the rest to uncle!"

Lin Jie carried Yuanyuan into the office, chuckling, "Let's wash Yuanyuan's tear-streaked face first."

"Look at you, all your crying has made you not pretty..."

After washing her face and drinking a glass of water, Yuanyuan sat elegantly on the couch in the reception area, nibbling on the sliced apple.

Zhang Xiaoxiao came over to Lin Jie's side, looked at Yuanyuan, and sighed lightly, "How many years can we hide it like this?"

"We will hide it as long as we can,"

Lin Jie said helplessly, "When she understands these things, she'll also be strong enough to have shifted some of her longing for her mom to her foster parents."

"Facing reality then won't be so painful."

Zhang Xiaoxiao was silent for a while, then spoke again, "The therapist said Nannan is recovering very well."

"Starting tomorrow, she only needs to come twice a week, no need to come every day."

Lin Jie responded with a hum, "Xiaoxiao, going to the United States to accompany reading, it's not just about taking care of Nannan's living. Do you have any plans for yourself?"

"There's still about a month left, if you decide, we can make some arrangements in advance."

Zhang Xiaoxiao said somewhat wistfully, "What can I do? I've long forgotten what I learned in college."

"In the United States, my English is only enough for simple daily conversation."

Lin Jie chuckled, "Weren't you amazing back then as a real estate agent? And later running a clothing store wasn't considered a failure!"

He suggested, "Why don't you, Xiaoxiao, first thoroughly overcome the language barrier when you go to the United States."

"Then take some training in marketing and sales in the United States."

"When you return home, if you want to start a business, you can open a clothing store or a company. If you don't want such hard work, you can help out at Anlin Hospital."

"There will be many foreigners visiting Anlin Hospital for consultations, and your good foreign language skills will come in handy."

Zhang Xiaoxiao nodded, "Hmm, I'll listen to you, let's go with your plan..."

After playing with Yuanyuan for a while, Zhang Xiaoxiao took her and left.

Lin Jie also left the office and went to Elenna's ward.

It had changed a bit, with the addition of a desk, chairs, a printer, and some other office equipment, almost like an office.

When Lin Jie walked into the ward, Elenna was having a video call with someone.

Elenna wrapped up the call in a few sentences and asked with a smile, "Dr. Lin, do you have good news for me?"

Lin Jie also smiled, "It's considered good news."

"According to examinations over this period, the remaining tumor tissue in your spinal canal, as anticipated, is moving towards the inducer."

"Based on simulated projections, if this trend continues..."

Lin Jie analyzed: "About a month and a half later, the residual tumor tissue will gather together to the maximum extent. By then, we'll perform another tumor removal surgery, and your experimental treatment will come to an end."

"After recovering for a week, you can go back to Germany."

Elenna was delighted and gently touched her protruding belly, saying softly: "My little baby, did you hear that? In a little over fifty days, we can go home."

She thought of something and touched her chest nervously, asking: "Dr. Lin, is it an open chest surgery?"

Lin Jie shook his head: "No need to open the chest! During the next surgery, the gathered tumor tissue is very small, about the size of a peanut, and the gathered location is convenient for surgery."

"At that time, we only need to position you sideways and make a small window at the seventh thoracic vertebra."

"This counts as a minor surgery."

Elenna let out a long breath of relief, saying with lingering fear: "This is the second good news I've heard."

"Dr. Lin, I want to know the third good news. After this experimental therapy is over, how long can I hold on?"

Lin Jie reminded her: "Elenna, what I just said has a premise..."

"That is, the tumor develops according to my expectations, but I can't guarantee what exactly will happen."

Elenna smiled and said: "Conservative Dr. Lin is here again."

She put away her smile and asked seriously: "Then let me ask this way, assuming everything goes as you hope, how long can I hold on?"

Lin Jie thought for a moment and said: "Frankly speaking, your situation is somewhat better than I expected."

"This is probably because the spinal cord and nerve bundles within the spinal canal are relatively soft, making tumor displacement easier."

"Assuming all goes well, after returning to Germany, with regular radiation and medication control, coupled with good dietary and fitness habits, you should be able to hold on for five to eight years."

"I can't guarantee a longer time."

"Wow, eight years!"

Elenna exclaimed: "This is a figure I never dared dream of before."

"Eight years means I can at least accompany my baby until he goes to elementary school."

Lin Jie corrected: "I said five to eight years!"

Elenna stepped forward and gave Lin Jie a warm hug, and even kissed his cheek forcefully, saying happily: "I know full well, you said five to eight years."

"But I know even better that, with your usual conservatism, the latter number must be the most accurate."

She curiously asked: "I know, many doctors like to talk about the upper limit, and some even exaggerate to win the patient's trust and goodwill."

"Dr. Lin, you however like to talk about the lower limit; can you tell me why?"

Lin Jie said blandly: "The reason is simple."

"Each patient's condition is complex and changeable, also affected by many unforeseen factors. Judging the lower limit is naturally much easier than judging the upper limit."

"Is that the reason?" Elenna seemed a little unconvinced.

Lin Jie nodded and said: "That's mainly the reason."

"Of course, another factor is that even when I just say the lower limit, the patients I treat often surpass the upper limit stated by other doctors..."

He pointed to his own face and continued: "Elenna, you must understand that this face of mine doesn't have much persuasive power."

"I'm afraid the numbers I say would be considered exaggerated and unrealistic."

"Mentioning the lower limit makes it relatively easier for others to accept."

Elenna couldn't help but chuckle, saying: "Dr. Lin, you're showing off."

"According to you Chinese, you're 'showing off'."

Hearing her say that word in clumsy Chinese, Lin Jie's forehead furrowed in frustration: "Elenna, Chinese culture is profound and extensive. You should absorb more of its good aspects."

"Actually, speaking about the lower limit is good."

"Imagine originally expecting to live five years, but by the sixth year, the patient finds themselves still alive."

"Isn't every extra day of life a delightful surprise, like a big win?"

Elenna nodded and then suddenly shook her head, saying: "No, that's not so good for us Westerners."

"We are used to living on credit, especially Germans who prefer to plan everything in advance."

"By then, a situation like this might arise."

"Originally expecting to live up to five years, but by the sixth year, finding themselves still alive, the patient suddenly discovers with despair that they've lost their house, their car, and have no money left."

Elenna said with repressed laughter: "Living, but everything has been pre-handled and is gone, isn't it very sad?"

Lin Jie couldn't help but laugh, saying: "Who would be that foolish?"

"Well then, to prevent you from doing such a foolish thing, I need to give you a reminder."

"When I say five to eight years, I mean the time until the tumor cannot be controlled from large-scale recurrence."

"In such a case, perhaps another experimental therapy could be considered."

"Perhaps by then, with medical advancements, new treatments will have emerged..."