"This heart transplant also created an unprecedented miracle." This time, without waiting for them to ask, Chi Jianguo continued： "Because the surgery had minimal bleeding—less than 180 milliliters of blood loss from the surgical area in the 24 hours after the operation—it became the world's first heart transplant surgery that did not require a transfusion of external plasma. The entire procedure has been featured in classrooms at many prestigious medical schools worldwide and has become part of the textbooks."
Chi Jianguo paused and glanced at a few people. "This kid became famous overnight. Over a dozen world-renowned medical institutions extended olive branches to him. Even the Mayo Clinic in the U.S. offered him an annual salary of ten million to recruit him."
"Mayo Clinic？ A clinic offers him tens of millions a year？" Chi Yuexin said incredulously, voicing the doubt on everyone's mind.
Chi Jianguo chuckled： "This Mayo Clinic isn't like our clinics in China—a few beds with a half-baked doctor. It's a comprehensive medical center with a long history. Each year, it receives 520,000 patients from 50 states and about 150 countries, performs 76,300 surgeries, maintains 2,400 hospital beds, and has 5 fully accredited colleges. In 2007, its revenue was $7.3 billion, with a surplus of $622.8 million. Mayo holds a 0.37% share of the U.S. medical market. Compared to the average of China's top five comprehensive hospitals, it has a similar number of beds, one-third of our annual outpatient volume, twice the number of surgeries, and about 30 times the revenue！ Americans call it 'the hospital worth going to if you're really sick' and 'the court of last resort — the Supreme Court of medical diagnosis.' One U.S. president even called 'Mayo Clinic the benchmark of medical quality.' Think about it—what an honor it is for a world-class hospital like this to extend an olive branch to him. But this kid disappeared right after finishing his surgery."
"Sigh！ Xiao Luo's IQ is truly terrifying, but he just lacks persistence—he always quits things halfway." Chi Kexin sighed.
"That kid does everything out of curiosity and interest. Once his curiosity is satisfied, he loses interest, so he quits halfway." Chi Jianjun was both proud and helpless about his son.
"Pfft！"
Chi Yuexin couldn't help but laugh, "His interest in being a scoundrel never fades, but he's just not qualified."
Yang Yaxin said worriedly, "Kexin said Xiao Luo showed up in Korea three months ago, and disappeared at Seoul International Airport early this morning. After an investigation, there's no record of him leaving the country. No idea where that kid ran off to—it's really worrying."
Chi Kexin hugged Yang Yaxin by the shoulders, “Sister-in-law, don’t worry about that kid. With his abilities, as long as he doesn’t go around taking advantage of others, he’s fine. Who could possibly hurt him? Besides, he definitely let us know his whereabouts abroad on purpose—he did it so you wouldn’t worry. Otherwise, who could find him? If I’m guessing right, his disappearance at Seoul Airport was his way of telling you he’s back in the country, so don’t worry and don’t look for him.”
Just then, the hall door opened, and in walked an elderly man in a military uniform. His upright posture exuded an invisible presence, and his eyes gleamed with sharpness.
“Dad！ You’re back.” Several people stood up and said.
Chi Haoyuan nodded： “All of you are here. Must be talking about that little brat Yang Luo, right?” As soon as he mentioned his grandson, Chi Haoyuan’s usually stern face softened into a faint smile.