"Normally speaking, it can be treated." Zheng Ren said cautiously, "But your disease... I think it is different from others."
"If an ordinary person has acquired partial lipodystrophy, there will be many accompanying diseases. But Kerry said that he saw you dancing by the bonfire of the caravan when you were 5 years old. I don't know when. thing, but you look pretty healthy now."
"For treatment, I suggest you go to the hospital for examination first, and then carry out symptomatic treatment. Some research institutions recommend injecting leptin to control fat metabolism, which can have a certain effect on acquired partial lipodystrophy."
“…”
Zheng Ren talked a lot and suggested cosmetic treatment, extracting fat from the lower limbs and transplanting it to the upper body and face. Coupled with symptomatic treatment and other plans, we talked for nearly ten minutes.
After he finished speaking, Christian asked with a smile: "Zheng, can Maris go to your place and have you complete the beauty treatment?"
"I'm not a beauty doctor." Zheng Rengan simply rejected Christian's statement.
Christian expressed regret at this, and Maryse put on the black robe and performed a strange and cumbersome ritual.
"That's it, goodbye." Zheng Ren smiled.
"Kerry, come and eat garlic fish when you have time!" Su Yun joked and closed the video.
"Boss, you are quite accurate." Su Yun said.
"This is rich clinical experience." Zheng Ren said lightly, "You can basically tell after just one look."
"Can you die if you don't blow?"
"able."
"Boss, do you think it's really an illness? Kerry and the others are so mysterious. I really don't want to deal with them."
"If it's a curse, it can be explained, but it's not a supernatural power but a more cutting-edge technology." Zheng Rendao.
"How do you say? Molecular level?"
"Yes. Current research results show that most of the acquired partial lipodystrophy is related to the RECQL2 gene encoding a DNA helicase. If there are newer technologies that can change genes, using a curse to explain it will also work. "
"Boss, you can pretend to be a ghost. With your face, you look more trustworthy than Big Huangya."
"But I don't think a radical cure is possible. If it's not fatal, you can do cosmetic surgery to transplant fat from the lower limbs to the upper body that lacks fat." Zheng Rendao.
"Can you do it?" Su Yun asked.
This is a big job, not only as simple as transplantation, but also involves a series of issues such as skin elasticity, fat liquefaction, etc.
Maryse's upper body had been free of fat for so long that it was impossible to inject too much fat at once. When Su Yun thought about how to deal with the completed "puppet" in the hands of the poor craftsman, when he thought about Maris, whose upper body looked like a mummy and her lower body looked like a hippopotamus, one head turned into two big ones.
"I should be able to do it." Zheng Ren said, "It's just a little troublesome."
"Boss, I sincerely praise you." Su Yun's contemptuous tone overflowed, and he even used you to accentuate his tone again.
"It's a given that the surgery can be done. What's there to praise?" Zheng Ren smiled.
"She is a witch."
"You are not from the Middle Ages. You have to believe in science. There are no witches or prophets. To put it simply, they are all feudal superstition." Zheng Ren said with a smile.
"I felt very uncomfortable when I saw them. I've agreed in advance that if you perform surgery on her, I won't reach out." Su Yun said firmly.
"I won't perform surgery on her either," Zheng Ren said. "Kerry should know a lot of plastic surgery doctors. Our main focus is still on TIPS surgery."
"It's so rare that you can still maintain your sanity."
"Stop talking nonsense, get ready to sleep." Zheng Ren returned the tablet to Su Yun, stood up and chatted with Xie Yiren for a while, then washed up and went to sleep.
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In an old castle in the Alps, Christian Bruch sat elegantly on an ancient chair, smiling and looking at Maryse who was hidden in a black robe opposite.
After cutting off the video connection, the two people in the room remained silent, each with their own thoughts.
"Master Kerry, thank you." Maris suddenly raised her head and said from behind the shadow of the black robe.
"Cooperate with me, you won't regret it." Christian said.
"I'll think about the cooperation again. The Dr. Zheng you mentioned, can he perform surgery?" Marys asked.
Christian was not annoyed by Maryse's rejection, his smile remained elegant. The deep eyes are like the universe, and there are countless stars in the boundless darkness.
"Of course Zheng can perform surgery, he is not a diagnostician." Kerry said with a smile: "But I heard Zheng's intention, it should be a refusal."
Maryse was in the dark. The crystal ball in front of her was shining, not dazzling. There seemed to be a beam of light swimming inside.
"Do you need me to introduce you to the best plastic surgeon in Europe or even the world?" Kerry asked.
"No need." Maris refused without hesitation, "I will go back to arrange some things and go to the Imperial Capital to see Dr. Zheng in a few months."
Christian wasn't surprised at all, he seemed to have expected this.
"I would also like to ask Master Kerry to help me."
"No problem." Christian smiled and said, "Are you sure Zheng is a prophet?"
"Not sure, there hasn't been a prophet for many years." Maris said softly: "But when my mother passed away, she told me that one day I would meet a prophet who could turn me into a normal woman. I can go back to dancing around the campfire."
"You don't even have a caravan now," Christian laughed.
"Time is for wandering, life is for forgetting. It doesn't matter whether there is a caravan in this world, it is enough in my heart. If I didn't experience it, I don't know what would be worth forgetting."
"Your thinking is really weird. Life is used to find a way to live forever. Otherwise, it is all wasted." Christian said.
People of two different races always have various inconsistencies in their views and have their own understandings of the meaning of life.
They had no intention of continuing to discuss this.
"Master Kerry, you haven't told me whether Dr. Zheng can perform the surgery." Maryse asked.
"Of course, he is the best surgeon in the world, bar none." Christian replied elegantly: "You made a very wise choice."
"Thanks."
"But do you really think it's an illness?"
"I think it's a curse. But whether it's an illness or a curse, if Zheng can make me stop looking like this ugly person, why wouldn't I choose his friendship?"
"Still as stubborn as Zheng." Kerry shrugged.
"I can't see the future clearly. I can only see a little more than ordinary people. But you said that Lord Luo Che went to the Imperial Capital in person to express his goodwill. Isn't that enough for me?"
"I have a research institution. The disease Zheng mentioned seems to have been studied at the genetic level. Do you need my help?" Christian asked.
Two sharp eyes were cast under the black hood, staring at Christian across from him.
"Really, just like your mother, I just want to help." Christian said: "Your stubbornness... Forget it, tell me when you want to go to the Imperial Capital. Although I really don't want to leave here, for the sake of mine and yours Friendship…”
"Friendship between us?" Maris said coldly: "Maybe if you were not so curious about the research of so-called diseases."
"You are just like everyone else, stubborn and old-fashioned. I am a different kind of person. I have to believe in science." Christian smiled: "Without initial research, diagnosis of similar patients, and publication of literature, it would be impossible for Zheng..."
"No, Lord Prophet is omnipotent." Maris said solemnly.
"Then there's nothing more to say. Just tell me in advance when you go to the imperial capital to find Zheng. This is my promise." Christian didn't try to talk about this topic again.
All the past events even involve the internal struggles of the Bruch family and the secrets of the two families that have been passed down since the Middle Ages.
Watching the light of the crystal ball in front of him disappear, watching Marys leave, Christian didn't move. After a long time, he seemed to have figured out something and murmured: "Master Luo Che is right."