"What are you even worth?"

Dr. Qiao walked up to Lin Jie and said, "I know who you are, Lin Jie, the so-called medical genius of our generation, even Dr. Xia Kaige admits he's not as good as you!"

"However, I must tell you, excelling in one field doesn't mean you are exceptional in others."

He pointed to his own nose, arrogantly saying, "Listen carefully, I am..."

"The chief sports injury expert hired by the National Sports Administration, a visiting professor at Jingcheng University Medical School, a director of the International Sports Injury Research Association, Dr. Qiao Hongzhen!"

"Besides these, I have over a dozen other titles, which I won't bother to list to avoid seeming vain."

"Without boasting, I am the biggest and most significant authority in the field of sports injury domestically.

"Lin Jie, what do you think of my standing now?"

Lin Jie shook his head with amusement, taunting, "No matter how many titles you have, they can't cover up your ignorance and mistakes."

He pointed to several testing instruments, continuing, "You're actually using these few portable, low-precision, high-current instruments to test nerve fibers that have only been recovering for a month?"

"Even a healthy nerve peripheral system would suffer severe damage from such testing, let alone Wang Jinglan's fragile nerves that have just begun to recover."

"Dr. Qiao, are you truly ignorant, or are you pretending not to understand and doing it on purpose?"

Lin Jie's words hit hard.

Immediately, Old Master Fu, Wang Jinglan, and her parents all turned cautious and scrutinizing gazes toward Qiao Hongzhen.

Qiao Hongzhen's face changed, and he spoke with some embarrassment and anger: "Lin Jie, you don't need to provoke me or set me up. I can clearly tell you, and..."

He looked at Old Master Fu and the others, saying, "And all of you, I guarantee with my over twenty years of medical reputation, that Wang Jinglan's sports injury had no possibility of recovery from the start."

"In such a situation, there was never going to be recovery, so what's the point of discussing new damage?"

"At the time, after I tested Wang Jinglan's sports injury, the reason I didn't close off hope was just to leave her a sliver of hope."

"Miracles might happen."

"However, in Wang Jinglan's case, I can confidently predict, no miracle will occur."

Qiao Hongzhen continued with some agitation: "For nerve region injuries like Wang Jinglan's, I, along with my international colleagues, have treated forty to fifty cases."

"There are quite a few whose symptoms were less severe than hers."

"But..."

He said with distress, "Except for long-term care to allow nerve damage to slowly heal, we have never found an evidently effective treatment."

"I came here this time with Coach Zhou to expose certain people's lies with facts."

"Just by manipulating the instruments and pretending to do some testing, one claims to have succeeded, solving the world's problem of treating nerve region injuries?"

Qiao Hongzhen sneered, saying, "In the medical community, I've seen a lot of such people and such things."

"Many people, out of regard for the achievements and status these people previously had, turned a blind eye and let it pass."

"But I will absolutely not tolerate such people and such things!"

He looked at Lin Jie provocatively, saying, "Lin Jie, if you are so confident in your treatment methods, why not let me test it?"

"As the saying goes, practice is the only criterion for testing truth."

Lin Jie felt a strong disdain for this person's speech.

He used his pinky to dig in his ear and hummed, "It's my treatment method, my patient; what right do you have to comment on testing? Again, who do you think you are?"

"Just to prove your judgment..."

"Would you risk damaging Wang Jinglan's fragile nerves once again? This forces me to question your medical ethics and intentions once more!"

Seeing Qiao Hongzhen's face darken, Lin Jie lightly laughed and said, "Practice is the only criterion for testing truth, I'll use this line to respond to you."

"In a few months, Wang Jinglan's performance on the field will be the final proof."

Lin Jie remarked with a different tone, "Qiao Hongzhen, are you in such a hurry?"

"You..."

Qiao Hongzhen noticed the unfriendly gaze from those around.

He suddenly realized, this was Lin Jie's stage; his own titles and expert authority weren't as effective here as they used to be.

After saying so much earnestly, none of these people, not even Wang Jinglan, showed the slightest doubt in Lin Jie, but all speculated on his malice.

Seeing this, Qiao Hongzhen took a deep breath, stepped back, and said, "A few months' time, I can wait for that, so let's just wait and see."

"Let's go!"

Qiao Hongzhen strode off, but it was tough for those who came with him; some were carrying instruments, some were dragging cases, leaving in a hurry.

Coach Zhou stayed behind, apologizing, "I reported Wang Jinglan's incident with good intentions."

"I didn't expect Dr. Qiao Hongzhen to declare with such certainty that it was absolutely impossible for Wang Jinglan's injury to recover, claiming someone was faking it."

"The higher-ups do trust Dr. Qiao; although they didn't listen to him entirely, they still let him come to do some testing."

Saying this, Coach Zhou looked awkwardly at Old Master Fu and said, "For Wang Jinglan's situation, to return to the team and resume training, she must pass the team doctor's examination and have signed approval; now Qiao Hongzhen..."

Old Master Fu chuckled and said, "Coach Zhou, I'll handle this matter properly."

"This Qiao Hongzhen, to put it bluntly, is just the team doctor for the national sports team. Even if he is the chief, so what?"

"He really thinks of himself as something special, believing he has so much say!"

Seeing Wang Jinglan's worried expression, Grandpa Fu patted her shoulder and comforted her, "Little Monkey, you don't need to worry about this, just focus on your training. I'll handle everything."

"With you stepping in, there will definitely be no problem with Wang Jinglan returning to training in the future."

Zhou Qing chimed in and, after a moment of hesitation, said, "The diagnosis report Qiao Hongzhen handed us regarding Wang Jinglan clearly states under the diagnosis section that 'the likelihood of recovery is minimal, retirement is advised'!"

"Now that Wang Jinglan has recovered, it will greatly affect Qiao Hongzhen's reputation!"

She suggested, "He's opened a sports injury research center himself, mainly profiting by treating athletes for various sports injuries."

After pointing this out, Zhou Qing said no more and took her leave.

Grandpa Fu sighed, "In this world, there is no conflict or dispute without reason. Ultimately, it boils down to two words: fame and fortune. That's all it is!"

He looked at Lin Jie and smiled, "No matter what that person says, we never doubted you for a second."

"Who says miracles can't happen to Little Monkey? If this guy named Qiao saw every near-miracle thing you've done, I think he wouldn't dare to boast like this."

"Lin Jie, you are the miracle maker, we believe in you!"

Wang Jinglan walked up to Lin Jie and earnestly said, "I can feel my own body. I knew my sports injury was recovering even before today's check-up."

"Expert Lin, I will use my perfect performance on the field to clear your name and make you famous!"

After seeing off the Fu family and Wang Jinglan's family, Lin Jie suddenly realized that due to the unexpected appearance of Qiao Hongzhen, he actually forgot to tactfully remind the Fu family about the sponsorship fee.

"I just hope they still remember it!"

Muttering to himself, Lin Jie saw Chen Shi walking over with his phone.

"Lin Jie, I contacted a colleague in the Capital City, and he told me that this Qiao Hongzhen does indeed have true expertise in bone and muscle injuries. As for nerve injuries..."

Chen Shi snorted disdainfully, as if implying it wasn't worth mentioning.

Lin Jie chuckled, "Nerve injury recovery is already a global challenge; it's normal that this person isn't skilled in it."

"I just didn't expect that by curing Wang Jinglan here, it effectively disrupted someone else's interests, unexpectedly sparking a conflict of interest."

Tao Taqing, standing by, laughed heartily, "Lin Jie, you're still young and haven't experienced much!"

"Once Wang Jinglan makes you famous, surely many athletes will come to you for various treatments. When you have more patients, this Doctor Qiao's patients will surely decrease."

"In this process of interest shift, you'll naturally become a thorn in the side of those whose interests are harmed."

"So, as you become more famous, you'll find that more people love you, but also more people hate you. Don't be surprised; it's because your presence has harmed their interests."

Lin Jie thought about it and agreed with this reasoning.

Making the meat in someone else's bowl less, and expecting them to be grateful to you, that's impossible.

He no longer dwelled on the issue and said to Yao Siyuan and Song Licheng, "This project is reaching its end, and the corresponding data is enough to prove our hypothesis is feasible."

"You can start writing something from your own perspective. Submit it to Professor Chen and Dean Tao for review, and if there's nothing wrong, try to get it published!"

"Thank you, teacher!"

"Thank you, Expert Lin!"

Yao Siyuan and Song Licheng responded gratefully.

Lin Jie's words basically allowed the two to use some of the research results from this project to publish papers as the first author.

This is a privilege only the project lead and major collaborative researchers have.

"Your papers?" Lin Jie looked at Chen Shi and Tao Taqing.

Chen Shi waved his phone and said, "I texted the editor-in-chief immediately, publishing on the tenth of next month!"

Tao Taqing was not to be outdone, "My paper will be published on the twelfth of next month!"

Lin Jie still wanted to check out a jewelry store, so he declined the lunch celebration and bid farewell.

As soon as he left the building and reached the hospital's front yard, he heard someone calling out, turned, and saw Yao Siyuan chasing after him.

Lin Jie waited for him to approach, and then heard him whisper, "Our plastic surgery department's Director Ji was ambushed, and had one arm and one leg broken!"

"What happened?"

Lin Jie knew Yao Siyuan harbored deep resentment towards Director Ji Yongchang and joked, "Was it you who did it, or did you hire someone?"

Yao Siyuan chuckled, "I might have the will, but not the guts."

"Expert Lin, I suspect Niu Yilan is behind it!"

Lin Jie didn't say anything, just signaled with his eyes for him to continue.

Yao Siyuan admitted with some guilt, "While explaining her cosmetic situation to Niu Yilan, I might have said something I shouldn't have, which made her incredibly angry!"

"Three days after Niu Yilan was discharged, Ji Yongchang was ambushed, which might not be a coincidence!"

Lin Jie asked softly, "Did the police find out anything?"

"So far, there's no definite news yet!"

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