Zheng Ren still knows what's interesting. Besides, Liu Hui's "illness" doesn't matter if you explain it to the public. He can't do it to make others disgusted.
He stopped talking to Liu Hui and began to adjust the optical tweezers.
"Boss, when will the microscope be used?" Su Yun asked.
"When the operation reaches the middle, the capillaries need to be anastomotic."
"Tsk, tsk..." Su Yun sighed, "Boss, you use this technique of anastomosis of capillaries to fill the wrinkles around the corners of the eyes with fat."
"It's autologous fat transplantation and canthus wrinkle filling surgery." Zheng Ren corrected.
"Does it make sense to talk so high and mighty?" Su Yun said disdainfully.
Zheng Ren smiled and said nothing.
Whether it makes sense depends on how it is used. Zheng Ren wouldn't mind doing the surgery for 24 hours if he could win the favor of his future mother-in-law.
Su Yun just kept talking. He immediately forgot what he was arguing with Zheng Ren about, turned around and asked: "Boss, how much do you think this surgery is worth?"
"Not for sale." Zheng Ren said: "There are not many people who can use optical tweezers. Although there are some people who can do capillary anastomosis, the absolute number is not large. It is not good for a doctor with such a high level of surgery to treat diseases and save people. The principle applies to surgeries that improve quality of life.”
"You are so boring when you talk." Su Yun said contemptuously.
"In other words, for a surgeon who can do capillary anastomosis, how much does a flying knife cost?" Zheng Ren asked.
"Fifteen to twenty thousand."
"This operation is equivalent to the workload of 5 or 6 operations. Calculated in this way, it starts at 100,000 yuan." Zheng Rendao.
Liu Hui's eyes twitched when she heard this.
These two young doctors really dare to speak out. The key to a plastic surgery that starts at RMB 100,000 is not to do a full facelift, but only to remove wrinkles from the corners of the eyes.
Nothing!
That's not how you brag.
Liu Hui stood aside coldly, watching Zheng Ren and Su Yun chatting.
She despises this kind of bully.
But how could Lin Jiaojiao, a little vixen, believe what they said.
"It's okay, women are still very reasonable." Su Yun smiled, "They will definitely admit that you are noble."
Soon, Lin Jiaojiao came back and lay down on the operating table.
Zheng Ren installed the optical tweezers and microscope, disinfected and spread the drapes, and then started the operation.
"Sister Lin, I have something to say beforehand." Zheng Ren said while performing the operation.
"Well, tell me, Boss Zheng." Lin Jiaojiao tried her best to keep her jaw still and said something vaguely.
"After you have the surgery, many people will look good on it. If I ask you who did it, it's best not to say anything. Even if you do, don't ask me for it." Zheng Ren said lightly.
After Lin Jiaojiao was slightly stunned, the fire of hope in her heart burned brightly.
Boss Zheng said it for sure, which meant that he knew what he was doing. Also, for someone who is about to win a Nobel Prize, doing a canthus wrinkle removal surgery is overkill, isn’t it
"Sister Lin, you will definitely be in a difficult situation then." Su Yun said with a smile: "But I really don't have time. One operation takes 5 or 6 hours. The next batch of students have already arrived, and classes will start in the next few days."
"Students learning TIPS surgery?" Lin Jiaojiao subconsciously wanted to smile, but then she thought that she was preparing to undergo surgery and couldn't smile, so she held it back.
"Well, the tuition has increased again this time, to 800,000." Su Yundao said.
"Why don't I know?" Zheng Ren was confused.
"I told you that you were busy making silhouettes and ignored me." Su Yundao said, "If you don't speak, you are acquiescing."
"Impossible, you couldn't have told me silently in your heart."
"Boss, you just don't know how expensive firewood, rice, oil and salt are. You don't even talk about acquisition technology, but do you know how much it costs for prosthetics?" Su Yun complained.
"It doesn't matter, it doesn't matter." Zheng Ren said, "But with such a high price, not many people come to learn."
"You underestimate Lan Ke." Su Yundao said, "Lan Ke receives unified payment, not counting the domestic market. As long as there is a high incidence of liver cirrhosis in the world, doctors with similar level will be sent to study one after another."
"That's a pity." Zheng Ren said something confusing.
But Su Yun understood.
Lanke was very good at taking advantage of the situation. He spent 800,000 US dollars, and a doctor returned to the local area to perform TIPS surgery. The consumables were used in a month or two to earn back the money.
Although I still have to sign a lot of confidentiality agreements, data collection agreements and the like, my work is getting easier and easier.
This was an upright conspiracy, and Zheng Ren had no reason to refuse.
Both Lanke Company and Zheng Ren himself are scheming, relying on hard power to make people unable to even slander.
"How many students are there in this term?"
"Of the twenty-two people in the country, Lanke organized one hundred and fifty people."
Liu Hui's eyelids twitched even more fiercely.
One hundred and fifty people, 120 million yuan!
Isn’t it taxable to brag now
"Do you want dollars or euros?" Zheng Ren asked.
"It must be euros. It saves you having to exchange it back and forth, which is very troublesome."
Euro... exchange rate... Liu Hui was so dizzy after being hit by one billion yuan.
"Boss Zheng, Brother Yun, I understand." Lin Jiaojiao said vaguely, "I will definitely not take anyone from you. If someone insists on going, I will offer 20 million, do you think it is suitable?"
"It's not about money." Zheng Ren took out a part of the fat cells. He didn't dare to wait too long, otherwise the redox reaction would be troublesome, so he started filling the eyes.
Even the anesthetic was not used, the opening was smaller than the opening of a needle, and the pain was much less than that caused by a needle.
"Sister Lin, close your eyes."
"What?" Lin Jiaojiao was stunned, "Boss Zheng, you have finished removing the fat, right?"
"It's just a part, just a few cents." Zheng Ren said, "Do it little by little, don't rush."
This time Lin Jiaojiao was completely dumbfounded.
Even more surprised than hearing that the lecture fee is nearly one billion.
She thought Boss Zheng was distracting her by talking, but she didn't expect that all the fat cells had been removed.
Liu Hui was also dumbfounded.
Surgery, is this surgery? It looks like the doctors at my own beauty hospital perform surgeries countless times more professionally.
The wound is small... As for the size of the wound, you can only comment on it if you can see it.
Liu Hui kept looking with her eyes wide open, but she only saw a spot the size of a hair, not even bleeding.
Is this considered a wound
It’s fake, this is all Lin Jiaojiao’s acting. Liu Hui immediately made her own judgment, and the purpose of this scene was to trick herself into investing in shares.
she sneered.
But as soon as the facial muscles twitched, there was a burst of pain at the maculopapular rashes, ulcers and scabs on the face.
Alas, it will take at least two months for the side effects of the injection to subside, which is very annoying just thinking about it.
But it seemed that Boss Zheng just wanted to say something to him.
Liu Hui had an idea and touched her cell phone. Seeing that the operation on the operating table was still going on, she quietly turned around and left.