Lin Jiaojiao had been living a more comfortable life recently.
With a diligent old scalper like Liu Xuzhi, the surgeries were done well and there were no complications after the surgery. Lin Jiaojiao felt that if there were a few more Liu Xuzhi, she would be able to lie down and count money.
Lin Jiaojiao had asked about the method of intervention to lose weight in detail.
After the surgery, there would only be a lack of blood supply for a period of time, but it would not be a permanent lack of blood supply. In other words, the body would automatically rebuild the blood supply two to three years after the gastric fundus and left gastric artery embolization. For the patient, in the long run, there would be no substantial impact.
If there was, it would be because the stomach function was limited during this period of time. This was also the purpose of the surgery.
It would not cause organic damage, but it could achieve the goal. Lin Jiaojiao was particularly satisfied with this surgical method. Although Boss Zheng had repeatedly told her that it was not recommended to use surgery to treat severe obesity and diabetes to lose weight, Lin Jiaojiao did not care very much.
Boss Zheng also said that as long as the surgery was not so meticulous, the postoperative effect would still be good, and there would be almost no damage to the body.
After all, this was a way to lose weight. Right now, the market was filled with countless "theories" and all kinds of strange treatments to lose weight.
The ketogenic diet was considered good. Acupuncture, cupping, medicine, injections, enemas, and all kinds of unimaginable treatments.
In Lin Jiaojiao's opinion, an imperfect method that could control the damage to a certain extent was necessary. This was a market. If she did not occupy it, others would.
She did not think too highly of herself. This was meaningless. The key was that Boss Zheng did not fall for it.
If she wanted to earn money, just say it. It was meaningless to say anything else.
Now, Lin Jiaojiao only felt a little regretful that there was only one Liu Xuzhi. If Boss Zheng was willing to come to her to perform surgery …
She could only think about this kind of thing. Even daydreams would not be so beautiful.
Boss Zheng's various surgeries had been broadcasted in the live broadcast room recently, so Lin Jiaojiao more or less knew about them. Could such a person stay in her beauty hospital? It was impossible!
Should she discuss with Liu Xuzhi and not go to the Imperial Capital to work? If he could focus on performing surgery in Yimei, the volume and income of his surgeries would jump to a higher level.
Lin Jiaojiao calculated the pros and cons in her heart.
Just as she was thinking, her phone rang.
"Xiao Hui, it's rare for you to call me," Lin Jiaojiao said with a smile.
"Oh? How long has it been? "
"I don't dare to say much about the medical appraisal. You know how timid the doctors in the hospital are."
"No, no, no. It's not about money. It's really not about money. It's not a matter of face. Once something happens, you have to go in. No one dares to do that. "
"Is the patient undergoing surgery? I'll ask about the situation. If it doesn't work, I'll ask Boss Zheng to take a look. But someone else is busy, if … "
With that, the other side of the phone hung up.
After a series of beeps, Lin Jiaojiao smiled bitterly.
No one knew when it started, but there was a saying in society that was full of hostility — if you hit someone, it would be more troublesome to get hurt than to die.
Therefore, in recent years, there were often reports of people not being sent to the hospital after bumping into someone. Instead, they were crushed.
Lin Jiaojiao could vaguely guess what Liu Hui meant. When she said that she was busy, Liu Hui hung up the phone.
Liu Hui's beauty salon was also very big, and she was competing with Lin Jiaojiao.
The reason why Lin Jiaojiao made a big bet on Boss Zheng and almost spared no expense was because she was a medical practitioner. There were some things that she could not do without a bottom line.
For example, in terms of weight loss, Lin Jiaojiao did not dare to promote any intestinal detoxification methods to people who came to lose weight.
Liu Hui's beauty salon did not care about this. Enemas to detoxify and lose weight were exaggerated. There was even some evidence, such as Song Meiling having enemas every day.
This time, Liu Hui was looking for her because something had happened!
There was a person who had a stomachache after an enema to lose weight. After enduring it for ten days, she finally could not take it anymore and ran to the Emergency Department of the 912 for treatment.
Then, she was sent to the Department of Gastrointestinal Surgery. The initial diagnosis was intestinal perforation, and surgery was recommended.
This time, Liu Hui panicked. She knew that Lin Jiaojiao had a close relationship with the 912. She wanted to see if she could find a doctor and try her best to avoid the responsibility of the beauty salon when writing the surgical record.
Lin Jiaojiao put down the phone and was also a little puzzled. Liu Hui was in a hurry to find a doctor, right?
If she was looking for her, not to mention that the doctors of the 912 were like what she said, who would do such a illegal thing for some money? Just from her own point of view, she hoped that the bigger the matter, the better.
If she did not write it seriously, it would be considered that she was soft-hearted. Why would she risk breaking the law to help her?
What was this person thinking?
Lin Jiaojiao picked up her phone and thought for a few minutes. Finally, she called Su Yun.
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"Boss, Sister Lin is looking for us to see a patient," Su Yun said after hanging up the phone.
"Oh? What patient? "Zheng Ren was holding the fifth edition of surgery and was looking at his face. His reaction was a little slow.
"A person from the beauty salon next door had an enema detoxification. The initial diagnosis was a rupture of the intestine. He was sent to the Department of Gastrointestinal Surgery. The chief resident probably brought him to the surgery," Su Yun said.
"Yes, an exploratory laparotomy is necessary," Zheng Ren said. "What's there to see?"
"Boss, it's really good of you to not admit it after eating it all. I have to learn from you. Compared to you, I'm still young and not thick-skinned enough, "Su Yun said with a smile. In order to mock Zheng Ren, he emphasized the word" you ".
"Nonsense." Zheng Ren looked up at him and asked, "Dr. Mehar is coming tomorrow, right?"
"Tomorrow," Su Yun said with certainty.
"This weekend … I still have to go to Feng County. Tell Dr. Mehar."
"There's a rich kid, right?" Su Yun said and glanced at Professor Rudolf Wagner.
"Yes! Boss, I'm here. You can go perform the surgery, "the professor raised his head and said. Then, he buried his head in his work.
Zheng Ren felt that the professor was already working hard for the Nobel Prize.
His System panel began to turn a little red. He had entered a sub-health state.
"Hey, I'm talking to you. Go up and take a look," Su Yun said impatiently.
"Let's go."
After Zheng Ren said this, Lin Yuan also stood up.
"Tell me, you really believe everything. Can enema lose weight? Do you still want the intestinal flora? "Su Yun nagged as he walked.
"Imbalance of the intestinal flora is for sure." Lin Yuan agreed with Su Yun's point of view and added, "If there's a problem with the method of long-term enema, it can easily lead to problems with the intestinal lining and eventually lead to perforation."
"Lin Yuan, do you have such a way to lose weight in the United States?"
"Last time, it was the time when we watched a patient who ate cotton during surgery. Didn't I already tell you?" Lin Yuan smiled. Then, as if he had thought of something, his face turned a little red.
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