Zheng Ren groaned for a moment.

Feng Xuhui's foundation was relatively weak, and he still had to prepare relevant instruments, so he hesitated for a few minutes, couldn't bear it, and asked quietly: "Mr. Zheng, what kind of surgery is this, do you need to prepare any special consumables?"

Zheng Ren shook his head and said, "It's a very ordinary minor operation. The top journal for imaging is Radiology, where researchers at Johns Hopkins University School of Medicine published data from a one-year clinical trial. Embolization of the left gastric artery can effectively control the amount of food to control diet, reduce weight, and lower blood sugar. ”

For Zheng Ren, this is a "small" operation. Is it just embolizing the left gastric artery, compared with the TIPS surgery and the double-handed surgery method when rescuing Director Miao, the small one can't be smaller.

This latest technology, Feng Xuhui never even dreamed of. When he was in high school, one of Feng Xuhui's female classmates ate only one apple a day in order to lose weight, and fainted in class five days later.

This incident left a deep impression on Feng Xuhui, and the girl is really desperate for beauty. And the kind that doesn't eat fat, is really favored by God.

Wouldn't it be a good surgery if you could lose weight with just interventional surgery and no scarring?

Feng Xuhui feels that this operation is very promising, very promising.

A few days ago, Hu Yanhui was always clamoring to lose weight, if she knew that she could do interventional surgery to lose weight, I don't know if she would choose to have surgery.

"Boss, I think the effect is still average, in that report, the weight was reduced by 11% within 1 year after surgery, which is a little lower. Su Yun said.

"Brother Yun, that's not what I said. Lin Jiaojiao smiled: "11%, it's already a lot! A girl who is 110 pounds can lose 98 pounds, this effect is dreamed!"

In this way, everyone understands.

It's a gold mine! It's still the open-air kind, just bend down and pick up the money.

Not to mention the world, the national weight loss market alone has a capacity of tens of billions per year, and the premise is that none of the current means can guarantee the effect. It doesn't count if the advertisement blows out, that's. Anyone who believes in advertising will pay an IQ tax.

"Sister Lin, your patient lives in a community hospital, is this in line with the regulations?" Zheng Ren asked with a frown.

"Now that community hospitals have introduced social capital, we have only participated in the model of private hospitals, and I only have a part of the shares. You don't have to worry about this specific matter, Boss Zheng, I will definitely not mess around and cause trouble for you. If you nod your head, just find time for Brother Yun to take a look. Lin Jiaojiao thought very thoroughly, and as soon as Zheng Ren said a word, she filled all the loopholes.

Zheng Ren glanced at Sun Ming and saw that his eyes were full of expectation, the kind that he unabashedly knew that Lin Jiaojiao must have promised.

The community hospital has become his own harem, and Sun Ming can get certain benefits, but the benefits will definitely not be great, and he will definitely not show such an expression.

This is poor and afraid.

It's okay to reject Lin Jiaojiao, but once you refuse this kind of thing that is beneficial to everyone......

Zheng Ren nodded and said, "Sister Lin, I decided that I can't do the model of a Chengtian hospital." ”

"Boss Zheng, don't worry, I am also a person from a medical background, so I still have such a little persistence. This large piece of cake is in your mouth, and there is nothing to be satisfied with. Use some small means to earn some shady money, and you can't do it. What we earn is technical money and conscience money. When Lin Jiaojiao saw Zheng Ren coming down, she was immediately relieved and smiled brightly, "Boss Zheng, I would like to give you a drink." ”

Zheng Ren picked up the water in front of him and thought for a while.

"Boss Zheng, 5 beds, I'm going to invest 30 million first, do you think it's appropriate?" Lin Jiaojiao put down her wine glass and asked.

"Director Kong and Dean Sun, I don't care. I'm only in charge of surgery, so do I practice more? Zheng Ren is not prepared to make money on this side, which is also a means of avoiding risks. For Lin Jiaojiao, this is a big cake. But for Zheng Ren, the remaining ninety-five beds are what he wants.

There is no need for him to fight with Lin Jiaojiao for such a thing.

Unconsciously, in Zheng Ren's opinion, millions of beds are just a little bit of money, and he doesn't need to care at all.

Feng Xuhui was dumbfounded on the side, with an investment of 30 million, Boss Zheng didn't blink his eyes, it was really ......

Boss Zheng's business is getting bigger and bigger, and even private hospitals have to mix it up, but he doesn't take money, and he gives it to others.

This is still the second, Lin Jiaojiao's price of six million beds really shocked Feng Xuhui.

With such a high price, I feel a little dizzy when I think about it.

Before, Lin Jiaojiao was afraid that Zheng Ren would refuse.

It's not that Zheng Ren can't do it if he refuses, this operation is only moderately difficult, and it is definitely not comparable to embolization surgery for pelvic fractures. However, Zheng Ren is a Nobel Prize candidate and a visiting professor at the Mayo Clinic in the United States, and once the operation is carried out, it will inevitably directly detonate the market.

It's worth it.

Besides, where is there no need to invest? Boss Zheng is so honest and honest, he belongs to the best partner.

After settling down, Lin Jiaojiao was good at dancing with long sleeves, singing and dancing on the wine table, and the previous depressing atmosphere was swept away.

The Shay people were very interested in the sunspots, and came over from time to time to make plates, but the sunspots were indifferent to the kindness of the Shay people, and always squatted or lay between Zheng Ren and Su Yun.

After eating, Lin Jiaojiao also invited Zheng Ren to sing a song, but Zheng Ren refused. Sitting in Shay's car, Zheng Ren said, "Let's go back to the hospital." ”

Shay nodded and drove straight to 912 Hospital.

"Director Miao stepped down, in the ICU, he is in good condition now, and the neurosurgery department judged that there should be nothing wrong. Su Yun contacted and got the latest news.

Jung Ren was silent.

Seeing that Zheng Ren's state didn't seem right, Shay reached over with his right hand and gently held Zheng Ren's hand.

Cold.

The hands that had been warm were now cold, like a piece of ice. Shay didn't say anything comforting, just held his hand, kept the speed of about 30 miles, and didn't dare to drive fast.

"Hey, you want to be good at me, can you go home? I'll go out for drinks with Chang Yue at night. Su Yun said.

"Su Yun, how about you say that you won't engage in clinical research in the future, but engage in basic research?" In silence, Zheng Ren suddenly said this.

"......" Su Yun was stunned.

While at the Mayo Clinic, Dr. Charles Moore persuaded him twice, but Zheng Ren was only perfunctory, and Su Yun was sure that he was unmoved.

But when I came back......

Thinking of Director Miao lying in a pool of blood, Su Yun sighed.

After a long time, Su Yun smiled and said, "Just you, I don't believe it." ”

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These days I had a mild cold, a little uncomfortable, indulged myself, and watched something made by Nephi, called "Love, Death, Robot", and especially liked the shapeshifter, blue, and the last episode. An episode of a small story, I originally wanted to wait for "Live Room" to finish writing and watching, but I couldn't hold back yesterday.

Another: Recommend a book written by a friend, "Movie Elegance"

This is the story of an ordinary person returning to 08 years and straying into the film and television industry, Zhou Jin inadvertently appreciated the elegance of the movie, so he wanted to go to the dazzling art palace to have a look. This book is slow to heat, with a single heroine and no system.

Actually, at the beginning, the system was just an introduction, and in the part of the big pig's trotters, I designed another routine. However, now I also have feelings for big pig's trotters, and I don't dare to use them, I don't want to use them. I'm afraid that everyone will say that I write blindly and open my mind. In the next book, I also write unsystematic, purely urban, the protagonist has hyperamnesia, not a spoiler, and the first sentence of the next book says so. If anyone wrote it before me, it wasn't plagiarism.