On Saturday morning, Lin Jie once again arrived at Donghua Hospital.

Today is the seventh day after Wang Jinglan's surgery, and it's time to remove the stitches from the surgical incision, marking a significant post-operative milestone.

As soon as he stepped into the first-floor lobby of the inpatient building, Yao Siyuan suddenly appeared from some corner and said, "Dr. Lin, this is the latest 3D image of Niu Yilan's facial bones. You better take a look!"

In the last phone call, Niu Yilan was sobbing, extremely upset.

Thinking of the young girl's desire for beauty, which is not a fault, Lin Jie agreed to communicate with Yao Siyuan and ask him to check if there were any remedies possible.

Lin Jie took the tablet from Yao Siyuan and frowned after a few glances.

Because he had studied Yao Siyuan's previous surgical plan for Niu Yilan, Lin Jie was quite familiar with Niu Yilan's facial bone shape and muscle condition before the surgery.

The 3D facial bone on the tablet underwent substantial sculpting, making it resemble an oval face.

An oval face and a heart-shaped face are typical beauty standards.

However, these two face shapes do not suit everyone.

Especially for those undergoing cosmetic surgery, the facial muscles have stubbornly grown for twenty to thirty years, and they won't obediently attach to a new base and change their growth direction just because you've changed one.

Significant facial reconstruction requires considering many factors.

Facial bone shape, features, subtle muscle movements, existing facial scars, even personal dietary and lifestyle habits need to be taken into account.

It's not like you can achieve any shape you desire.

Making one person look exactly like another only happens in novels and science fiction movies.

The most typical example is the many fans in reality who cry, spending large amounts of money, hoping to make themselves look like their idols. But the result?

Many people's cosmetic surgeries end up looking neither human nor ghostly, failing to achieve their desired result.

Skilled and experienced cosmetic surgeons need to make meticulous considerations and simulations based on a person's natural conditions and adapt procedures like sculpting, filling, and adjusting to become more beautiful.

Yao Siyuan said grimly, "Ji Yongchang didn't carefully plan the surgery and instead hastily applied a template to perform surgery on Niu Yilan."

"Such an irresponsible bastard still holds the department head position, it's downright outrageous."

It seems Niu Yilan doesn't have enough background, or other benefits weren't enough, allowing this cunning fellow with little medical ethics to be somewhat negligent.

With some speculations in mind, Lin Jie entered the elevator, returned the tablet, and softly said, "Have you thought of an appropriate corrective solution?"

Yao Siyuan looked troubled and said, "Under the current circumstances, small fixes are unlikely to work."

"We'll have to wait a year or even longer until Niu Yilan's facial muscles readjust to the facial bone shape and stabilize before devising a new surgical plan."

Lin Jie knew he was telling the truth, sighed, and said, "Speak truthfully and explain in detail! Hopefully, by that time, Niu Yilan can be more beautiful and avoid another surgery."

Yao Siyuan put away the tablet and said meaningfully, "Yes, I'll make Niu Yilan understand why she ended up this way!"

He sighed and said, "Dr. Lin, you understand. In such situations, the likelihood of Niu Yilan becoming less attractive is greater."

Lin Jie gave him a look and said, "Keep a positive attitude and hope for better results, not worse ones."

He further warned, "I know you're angry, but be careful with your words."

"This doesn't really count as a medical accident. Knowing the truth, Niu Yilan can't reverse or get compensation; she'll just be left with useless anger!"

Yao Siyuan chuckled, "Dr. Lin, I know what to do!"

As they spoke, the elevator stopped, and the two walked off the elevator.

Lin Jie changed the subject, asking, "How has Wang Jinglan's recovery been these days?"

At the mention of this, Yao Siyuan smiled and said, "Dean Tao and I check and record daily, and everything is going well. Her recovery speed has also exceeded our expectations."

"Except for a small section of necrosis found in the detailed check on the third day, no other necrosis has been found up till yesterday."

Lin Jie walked into Wang Jinglan's private room, only to find that apart from Tao Taqing and Wang Jinglan's mother, Fu Wenzhu from the Fu Family was also there.

"Lin Jie, if that day, my hand had been luckier, you, the top surgeon, would have been at our Donghua Hospital!" Tao Taqing lamented, "I should have washed my hands well and then drawn lots."

"What's this 'top surgeon' nonsense?" Lin Jie was puzzled.

Tao Taqing laughed heartily and said, "That guy, Xia Kaige, claims to be the top military surgeon. Since you beat him, some people have started calling you the top surgeon! Haven't you heard?"

Lin Jie found it amusing and said, "This isn't some martial arts world, or military, or anything worldly; there's no practical meaning to it."

Tao Taqing said seriously, "Where there are people, there are disputes!"

"There might be someone specifically coming to challenge you, the top surgeon in the world, hoping to make a name for themselves and gain more attention."

Lin Jie ignored this troublemaker, personally examined Wang Jinglan, and then had Yao Siyuan handle the removal of stitches.

In order to extract nerve endings for transplantation, Wang Jinglan had quite a few incisions on her body.

However, most were treated with butterfly-shaped medical tape; only the incision on the upper left arm and a few others were stitched.

Removing stitches was quite painful, with Wang Jinglan's facial muscles twitching as she endured the pain and asked, "Dr. Lin, Dean Tao said my recovery is relatively fast. Could I take the nerve fiber recovery test a bit earlier?"

Lin Jie refused: "No! This test actually uses microcurrent stimulation, which is a damage test."

"If done prematurely, the nerve fibers may not be ready to withstand the stimulation, leading to irreversible damage."

Wang Jinglan acknowledged this, gritting her teeth through the stitch removal, her face relaxing into a relieved smile as she said, "I feel great! Dr. Lin, I believe this surgery was definitely successful."

"I hope so too!" Lin Jie responded.

After some small talk, Lin Jie took his leave and exited the ward.

He intended to check on Zhuang Shilei but found that the next-door ward housed unfamiliar patients.

Tao Taqing explained, "Zhuang Shilei's injuries have mostly healed without needing inpatient recovery; she just needs to visit the hospital every three days for check-ups and dressing changes."

"Hospital beds are in high demand and can be freed up for patients who need them more."

Lowering his voice slightly, Tao Taqing said, "Lin Jie, the effectiveness of Zhuang Shilei's surgery has been confirmed. Wang Jinglan's surgery results will be clear in about three weeks."

"Should we go ahead and publish the project results?"

Lin Jie was slightly taken aback; the original plan was to announce the results after Zhuang Shilei's left face had mostly healed.

After all, the contrast between her face before and after surgery would attract significant attention.

Of course, the timing suggested by Tao Taqing was also viable; for insiders, the existing data was already convincing enough.

Contemplating for a moment, Lin Jie asked, "Are you thinking of running for dean?"

Tao Taqing nodded, saying, "I've received definite news; the old dean will officially retire in October. This suggests the new dean will be elected in August or September, or even sooner."

"It's already May. Publishing our research results requires time for evaluation and recognition by industry experts."

Tao Taqing's eyes shone as he said, "Moreover, the national health department announces a major medical award in July."

"The award recognizes individuals and research that made outstanding contributions from May last year to June this year. Our project results could just align with this award timeline."

For Lin Jie, whether the research results were announced sooner or later made no substantial difference.

Seeing that Tao Taqing genuinely needed the results to gain momentum and increase his influence, Lin Jie nodded in agreement.

Lin Jie parted ways with Tao Taqing and stepped into the elevator.

Just as the elevator doors were closing, someone squeezed in—it was Fu Wenzhu.

She hesitated for a moment before asking, "Lin Jie, could you tell me what exactly happened to Zhao Mo's injury?"

Lin Jie raised an eyebrow and said, "That's a question you should ask him."

"Oh, I heard that due to reckless driving, he had his driver's license permanently revoked and served a fifteen-day administrative penalty. He should be released by now, right?"

Fu Wenzhu said indignantly, "Now Zhao Mo is avoiding me. From the police, I learned he admitted to road rage driving, cutting off your vehicle."

"Lin Jie, did you and he have any grudges before?"

"We had some grudges, I suppose."

Lin Jie didn't want Fu Wenzhu to remain in the dark, so he recounted in detail what happened at Du Feixue's house party.

He said with some schadenfreude, "That Zhao Mo, his ribs have been broken twice, both times involving me. You could say we have a bone-crushing fate with each other."

Fu Wenzhu said with a distant look, "I never imagined Zhao Mo was such a person with such a past."

"Lin Jie, thank you!"

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