Regarding the motorcycle racing accident, Lin Jie had always been quite concerned.

A few days later at noon, he learned through a phone call from his old neighbor, Kong Mingqing.

Due to the secluded nature of the road segment on the night of the incident, with few surveillance cameras, the police had yet to find any eyewitnesses or identify any clear suspects.

The severely injured girl had already woken up.

However, at the time of the incident, the girl was wearing a helmet, coupled with the high speed of the motorcycle and the cover by the roadside trees, she couldn't provide the police any useful clues.

The girl only told the police that she suddenly heard a clang, and her whole body was thrown out, and after that, she lost consciousness.

Kong Mingqing also told Lin Jie that because of this incident, the Binhai traffic police were launching a special campaign focused on rectifying the disturbance to residents caused by late-night motorcycle racing.

Finally, Kong Mingqing said: "Lin Jie, when do you have time, let's go out for a meal?"

"Last time at my promotion celebration banquet, I received your red envelope, Miaomiao came, but you didn't make it."

"We should make up for it."

Due to solving the crime gang at Tongren Hospital that was scamming patients with experimental therapies, which garnered significant social response, Kong Mingqing surprisingly received a promotion, becoming a detective squad leader.

Lin Jie smiled and said: "I've been quite busy lately, when Kong Xingchen gets admitted to university, I'll treat everyone, let's do it then."

Kong Xingchen participated in the college entrance exam last year, but ultimately was affected by the incident where he accidentally injured his mother, which caused him to be unwell for a period, resulting in an unsatisfactory exam result, prompting him to retake for another year.

"That works too!"

Kong Mingqing laughed and said: "Xingchen's college entrance exam results this year were normal, but Binhai University is still a stretch, so I applied to Southeast University of Political Science and Law for him."

"In a few days, we'll know if he is admitted, and I'll inform you as soon as I find out."

After the call, Lin Jie went to Shu Jiaxiang's ward in the Affiliated Hospital.

Seeing Lin Jie, Shu Jiaxiang's face blossomed into a smile. Happily, he said: "Expert Lin, I suddenly felt yesterday morning when I woke up that my right leg became much lighter."

"Previously, when I walked with my right leg, it felt like wearing a 10-20 pound iron boot, but now that feeling is gone. The right leg isn't numb, and there's some pain sensation in the soles of my feet."

Lin Jie nodded and said: "And what about the sense of pain?"

"Both my right and left legs still hurt, but it's within a bearable range and is getting lighter day by day!"

Speaking of this, Shu Jiaxiang seemed in quite good spirits.

After these few days of recovery, his body, once emaciated from sleepless nights due to pain, had recovered quite a bit, without dark circles under his eyes or bloodshot eyes.

Lin Jie conducted a more detailed examination and said: "Mr. Shu, your recovery is better than expected, and there's no need for a second surgery."

"The next phase is a slow recovery period, which will take about three to five months."

"You can be discharged now."

Amidst countless thanks from Shu Jiaxiang, Lin Jie left the ward and coincidentally ran into Cheng Xingguang on rounds.

"Expert Lin, I heard that an experimental monkey died from the roar of a tiger, I wonder if it affected your research project?"

Upon hearing this question again, Lin Jie was speechless.

An experimental monkey unexpectedly died from fright due to a tiger's roar ringtone on a cell phone, somehow turned into a humorous anecdote and spread around, often leading to such concerned inquiries from others.

Suppressing his displeasure, Lin Jie said: "Fortunately, the monkey died from an underlying heart condition, a scare causing its heart to rupture and lead to death."

"We dissected its brain and found no signs of blood sediment adhering to the vessel walls. The physiological function of the vessel walls had not changed as well."

"Likewise, the brain tissue nourished by those vessels showed no physiological changes. So far, the experiment is proceeding as we had anticipated."

Cheng Xingguang nodded and said: "That's good."

Suddenly, his expression turned serious, and he said solemnly: "Expert Lin, I believe once people hear about this incident, they shouldn't just chuckle and dismiss it as a humorous anecdote."

"Medical research requires rigor, and during research, we may encounter various unforeseen variable interferences which may require us to prepare more planning and consideration in reality."

"I think it's necessary to have a serious discussion about this at the routine meetings in the hospital."

Inside, Lin Jie sighed. Cheng Xingguang seemed to feel that indeed was not widespread enough, but seeing his expression, it didn't look like he was joking.

Resignedly, he said: "You're the chief, so it's up to you."

Just then, Lin Jie's phone rang urgently.

He took out his phone, puzzled to see that it was a call without any incoming number displayed.

"Hello, who is this?"

A hurried male voice came through the phone: "Dr. Lin, this is Political Commissar Xing from a field army unit. A wounded soldier is being urgently sent to the Binhai University Affiliated Hospital where you work, and will arrive in about half an hour."

"Please make sure to do your best to save him."

Lin Jie responded in a deep voice: "I always give my all to every patient I take. Please provide me with the details of the injury and the patient's medical data first."

"Please hold on!"

After waiting for about 10 to 20 seconds, Lin Jie's phone received a dozen images of the wounded from different angles and an electronic version of the medical examination data.

He opened a few pictures on his phone and was shocked to find that the right lower half of the injured person's face had been sliced off by some sharp weapon.

The cutting line extended from above the right ear, along the right cheek, and down below the nostril, removing most of the mouth and even slicing off part of the tongue.

Some of the cheekbone was also removed, and the brain was faintly visible.

However, from these pictures, it seemed that the brain was ultimately spared.

Lin Jie quickly flipped through the photos and saw that Cheng Xingguang had hung up his phone and said seriously, "Expert Lin, the military is sending an injured person by helicopter, you must have received the message by now."

"I need to arrange things immediately, what about the surgical assistants?"

"Assign me two colleagues from the plastic surgery department and one from the otolaryngology department."

More than half an hour later, Lin Jie, prepared for the surgery, along with a senior anesthesiologist, three surgical assistants, and four nurses, awaited the arrival of the injured person in the operating room.

Under Lin Jie's previous instructions, the three surgical assistants each had specific responsibilities. One was responsible for debriding the patient's facial wounds, and another for debriding the half face stored in the cooling box.

The last assistant aided Lin Jie and assisted him in reattaching the tongue of the patient.

The pain-sensing nerves on the tongue are the most abundant.

Compared with other parts of the body, biting the tongue is more painful, which is a brain's instinctive judgment.

The common saying of biting the tongue to end one's life does have some basis.

After biting off the tongue, there are three possible outcomes:

First is neurogenic shock, or "pain death". However, the probability of success for this option is not very high.

If the tongue is bitten off from the root, it could generate enough pain signals to cause the brain to be overwhelmed, leading to deep (brainstem) disarray, which then triggers chaos in the respiratory and circulatory systems, eventually leading to shock death.

However, a person's tolerance for pain, in extreme cases, might exceed one's imagination. The possibility of dying from pain is low.

Second is death from asphyxiation.

After biting off the tongue, it could be swallowed, leading to suffocation.

Another possibility is choking on one's own blood because both swallowing and expelling require assistance from the tongue. Without a tongue and with heavy bleeding, a significant amount of blood could enter the trachea, causing death by asphyxiation.

Third is hemorrhagic shock.

If untreated, this would inevitably lead to death, being the most difficult and painful way to die.

Losing 30-35% of the total blood volume in a short time without timely replenishment would result in death. The blood vessels in the tongue are abundant but not large enough, so losing so much blood would still be relatively slow.

Based on these three points, those who bite their tongue to commit suicide have either no other choice or have plunged into complete despair.

As for the patient on this operating table, already unconscious, he naturally could not feel the pain.

After cleaning the tongue stump, Lin Jie first reattached the lingual artery at the base of the tongue, then the blood vessels, followed by the lingual nerve, and finally the tongue muscle tissue.

Once Lin Jie finished attaching the tongue, the patient's facial wounds and the excised facial tissues were also cleaned up.

Lin Jie first reattached the cut-off jawbone and repaired the cheekbone…

Once the bones were repaired, it was time for the facial tissue grafting.

Although a small portion of the face had been sliced off, looking quite terrifying, the difficulty of this surgery was far from comparable to Zhuang Shilei's facial reconstruction surgery.

The facial blood vessels and nerve bundles that Lin Jie needed to attach were fairly large, and the reattachment of the facial tendons and muscles was straightforward.

Having gone through Zhuang Shilei's facial reconstruction surgery, Lin Jie approached this surgery with overwhelming confidence and unprecedented ease.

Even during the reattachment process, Lin Jie considered the patient's appearance after recovery.

With his experience and prognosis in mind, Lin Jie occasionally made additional incisions to prevent post-recovery facial muscle distortion.

Though the surgery was not challenging, it did not mean it wasn't time-consuming.

Facial reconstruction is a meticulous, time-consuming major surgery.

Having entered the operating room a little after 3 p.m., Lin Jie did not leave until close to 2 a.m.

Several soldiers waiting outside urgently approached, asking, "Doctor, how is the General?"

Lin Jie was about to reply when he heard a voice from the other end of the waiting hall: "Why didn't you let the best doctor in the hospital operate on my son?"

"Now my son is dead, I will sue you!"

"I will sue you until you're bankrupt, until the hospital closes down..."

"Oh, my son..."

Lin Jie frowned and said to the concerned soldiers, "The surgery was successful, and the injured will likely wake up around six or seven in the morning!"

"What's going on over there?"

A soldier stood at attention and replied, "Report Doctor, it is said to be a motorcycle accident that occurred in the middle of the night."

Lin Jie was taken aback, yet another motorcycle accident?

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