"Boss, are you really going to use optical tweezers to pick up the fat cells bit by bit? You'll have to do a surgery for dozens of hours, "Su Yun said. Su Yun asked, "The price is too high. If I were to say, your heart to please your mother-in-law is truly touching."
"It won't take dozens of hours," Zheng Ren said. "I won't talk about the biological structure of fat cells. If you don't know, go back and flip through the books."
Su Yun had a look of disdain.
"Each white fat cell is different in size. Different races, different genders, and different geographical environments, fat cells can be as small as 20
Μm, as large as 200
Μm. In order to store enough lipids, the volume of fat cells can be increased by up to 1,000 times.
"In other words, you just need to find large fat cells. The first generation of optical tweezers is just right. Zeiss doesn't even need to adjust the magnification of the microscope too much. It can even be seen with the naked eye."
Su Yun thought about it and agreed that it was indeed the case.
"Actually, the most perfect surgery should be to find large fat particles on the belly with the most fat accumulation, and then I'll move the target …"
"Hey!" Su Yun was extremely dissatisfied with Zheng Ren's description.
"What?"
"You make a cosmetic surgery sound so high and mighty. Boss, you have a talent for deceiving people," Su Yun retorted.
"Why is the organ considered a transplant but the more delicate cell position not considered a transplant?" Zheng Ren said. "Is cutting a subcutaneous lipoma not considered a surgery?"
As he said that, Su Yun was suddenly stunned.
Zheng Ren looked at his expression. He did not know what was wrong with his brain, but he did not know what was going on.
Soon, Su Yun jumped up and said excitedly, "Boss, I found a way to get rich!"
"What is it?" Zheng Ren asked curiously.
"You just said that in order to store enough lipids, the volume of fat cells can be increased by up to 1,000 times.
In fact, in a sense, subcutaneous lipoma is a fat cell that stores a large amount of lipoproteins. There are relatively few organelles in the cytoplasm of that thing. 95% of the lipid droplets in the center of the cell are triacylglycerol, but also some free fatty acids, phospholipids, and cholesterol. "
"…"
Zheng Ren was defeated by Su Yun's imagination.
"This won't do. I'll contact them right now and ask if anyone has done research on the absorption of fat cells." Su Yun took out his phone again. His hands moved as if they were flying, and his speed was much faster than before.
Zheng Ren knew what Su Yun meant. He wanted to change or control the rate at which fat cells absorbed triglycerides. This way, fat would accumulate in some cells and form lipomas, which could be removed directly.
This idea … was simply like a fairy flying from the heavens.
If he was worried about the size of the wound, there was no need to wait for the lipoma to grow. He could use optical tweezers to clamp out 2-3 cubic centimeters of fat at a time.
It was almost harmless to the human body, but it was a little troublesome.
It seemed to be a little too early to enter the industrialization process.
But why did today's topic suddenly change to this? Zheng Ren was also in a trance.
…
…
Lin Jiaojiao lay in the ward and looked at the bag of drips. Her heart was filled with anticipation.
He rushed to take advantage of Boss Zheng's benefits. Although that guy did not directly come to perform the surgery on him, the old man from the border town that he threw over could be considered useful.
He had already gained a foothold in bariatric surgery.
When the patients returned home after the surgery and saw the results, this was called the incubation period. If the effect was good, there would be an explosive increase in the number of patients.
As for the effect, Lin Jiaojiao was not worried at all.
It would be strange if there was a problem with the surgery personally taught by Boss Zheng.
Thinking about the feeling of gold coins falling from the sky, Lin Jiaojiao felt her blood boil.
Did her own beauty salon still use the special whitening products with excessive mercury content?
Nonsense!
Technology determined everything.
With technology, they could raise the threshold and make those grassroots beauty salons envious. There was no threshold at all for hyaluronic acid, Botox, or even collagen. The problem was that there were not enough drugs.
However, bariatric surgery was different.
Doctors who could perform TIPS surgery personally … Most people did not have a deep understanding of the concept of being able to perform TIPS surgery, but Lin Jiaojiao, who was a nurse in the interventional department, firmly believed that those people were amazing!
In the early 20 years, TIPS surgery was almost a taboo.
Forget it, she did not want to think about this. With Boss Zheng, she would have a good life in the future, Lin Jiaojiao thought with a smile. Now, she could be said to have won without doing anything. She could just go on like this.
As for the nervousness from last night, it had disappeared.
Boss Zheng had given a diagnosis and carried out mercury therapy. He would definitely recover soon. And today, he couldn't wait to have his wrinkles removed.
She knew that this guy must be hiding countless good things!
Knock, knock, knock ~ There was a knock on the door.
The assistant went to open the door, and after a few words of greeting, the person came in.
Lin Jiaojiao knew that the person who came was one of her competitors. Usually, they called each other sisters. Everyone was on guard against each other when the other party would stab them in the back.
Earning money, sometimes … most of the time, it was very cruel.
"Xiao Lin, how did you get sick just like that?" It was a woman who came in. Her head was wrapped in a scarf and she wore big sunglasses. Her face was almost exposed.
"Sister Hui, I missed you so much." Lin Jiaojiao's laughter was very sweet, a little greasy.
"I heard that you have mercury poisoning?"
"Yes, it's okay. I'm already fine. I could have been discharged, but Department Chief Kong insisted that I stay for a while. "
She said fake words, but the two of them had a tacit understanding not to take it seriously.
That was the tacit understanding.
After a few words of greeting, Lin Jiaojiao saw that the other party did not take off her sunglasses and scarf.
If it was outside, it would be very fashionable to wear such clothes, but wearing sunglasses in the house was as strange as it could be.
"Sister Hui, what's wrong with you?" Lin Jiaojiao asked.
"It's nothing. I just had a collagen injection. There are some side effects on my face, but I'll be fine soon," Sister Hui said.
"Oh, slow down and take it step by step," Lin Jiaojiao said softly. "No matter what good things you have, you can't use too much."
"Just like your whitening cosmetics?"
Their cheerful laughter covered up the hostility between the two of them.
"Sister Lin, are you feeling better? Oh, there are guests. "While they were chatting, Su Yun walked in and said with a smile.
Sister Hui glanced at Su Yun and immediately couldn't pull her eyes away.
"Sister Hui, let me introduce you. These two are Boss Zheng and Brother Yun. They're going to take me to do a small surgery later," Lin Jiaojiao said with a smile.
"Why do you still need surgery? Can't it be cured with medicine? "
"Oh, in order to heal the trauma in Sister Lin's heart, the boss is going to personally rejuvenate Sister Lin," Su Yun said.
Rejuvenation … Su Yun had already exaggerated the effect of the surgery to an extent that ordinary people could not accept.
Although they knew that he was joking, Lin Jiaojiao and Sister Hui's hearts almost stopped beating.
This was a dream, a dream that seemed to never be realized.
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