The Surgeon's Studio

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Zheng Ren muttered to himself. Feng Xuhui's Foundation was relatively weak, and he still had to prepare the relevant equipment, so after hesitating for a few minutes, he couldn't help but ask in a low voice,""President Zheng, what kind of surgery is this? Do I need to prepare any special materials?" Zheng Ren shook his head and said,"it's just a very ordinary minor surgery." The top Journal of Medical Imaging was "biology", where researchers from Johns Hopkin University School of Medicine published the one – year clinical trial data. The embolism of the left gastric artery can effectively control the amount of food one eats, achieve the goal of controlling diet, losing weight, and lowering blood sugar. " To Zheng Ren, this was a "small" surgery. It was just an embolism in the left gastric artery, and compared to the TIPS surgery and Department Director Miao's surgery where he held both hands in each hand, it was a very small surgery. Feng Xuhui had never even dreamed of this new technology. When he was in high school, one of Feng Xuhui's female classmates only ate one apple a day in order to lose weight. Five days later, she fainted from hunger in class. This incident left a deep impression on Feng Xuhui. For the sake of beauty, girls really worked very hard. Those who could not gain weight from eating were really loved by the heavens. If he could lose weight by only performing interventional surgeries without leaving any scars, wouldn't that be a very good surgery? Feng Xuhui felt that this surgery had great prospects, very great prospects. A few days ago, Hu Yanhui was always talking about losing weight. If she knew that she could lose weight through interventional surgery, would she choose surgery? "Boss, I think the effect is still average. The report said that the patient would lose 11% of his weight within one year after the surgery. This figure is slightly lower." Su Yun said. "Brother Yun, you can't say that." " 11% is already a lot!" Lin Jiaojiao laughed. A 110 – pound girl can lose weight to 98 pounds. This effect is something I can only dream of!" With this calculation, everyone understood. This was a gold mine! Moreover, it was the open – Air kind, so they just had to bend down to pick up the money. The weight loss market in the country alone was worth tens of billions of dollars a year, not to mention the whole world. Moreover, none of the current methods could guarantee the results. Advertisements didn't count, they were just nonsense. People who believed in advertisements would pay an intelligent business tax. "Sister Lin, your patient is staying in the community Hospital. Is this in line with the rules?" Zheng Ren asked with a frown. "Now that community hospitals have introduced social capital, let's go with the model of private hospitals. I'll only have a part of the shares. Boss Zheng, you don't have to worry about the specific matters in this aspect. I definitely won't mess around and cause you trouble. If you agree, just find time to let Brother Yun take a look. " Lin Jiaojiao had thought it through thoroughly. Zheng Ren had just said one sentence, and she had already filled in all the loopholes. Zheng Ren took a look at Sun Ming and saw that his eyes were full of expectation. He knew that Lin Jiaojiao must have made a promise. If the community Hospital became his harem, Sun Ming could get some benefits, but the benefits would not be great. He would never reveal such an expression. He was afraid of being poor. It would be fine to reject Lin Jiaojiao, but if he rejected something that would benefit everyone ... "Sister Lin, I've decided that we can't follow the model of Tian Department hospitals," Zheng Ren nodded and said. "Boss Zheng, don't worry. I'm also a medical practitioner, so I still have this much perseverance. With such a big piece of cake in his mouth, what else could he be dissatisfied with? It wasn't worth it to use some underhanded means to earn some money that couldn't be seen in public. What we earn is money for our skills, money for our conscience. " Seeing that Zheng Ren had agreed, Lin Jiaojiao was instantly relieved. She smiled brightly,"boss Zheng, a toast to you." Zheng Ren picked up the glass of water in front of him and gestured from a distance. "Boss Zheng, I'm going to invest 30 million Yuan for five beds. Do you think it's appropriate?" Lin Jiaojiao put down her wine glass and asked. "I don't mind what department Director Kong and Associate Hospital director sun think. I'm only in charge of performing surgeries, so I'm just doing more work. " Zheng Ren was not prepared to earn money from this area. This was also a way to avoid risks. To Lin Jiaojiao, this was a big piece of cake. However, to Zheng Ren, the remaining ninety – five beds were what he wanted. He didn't need to fight with Lin Jiaojiao over these things. Unknowingly, a few million for a bed was just a small amount of money to Zheng Ren. He did not need to care about it at all. Feng Xuhui was dumbfounded. Boss Zheng didn't even bat an eye at an investment of 30 million Yuan. It was really ... Boss Zheng's business was getting bigger and bigger, and even private hospitals had to get involved, but he didn't take money and gave it to other people. This was only secondary. Lin Jiaojiao's offer of six million Yuan per bed really shocked Feng Xuhui. Such a high price, just thinking about it made him feel a little dizzy. Lin Jiaojiao was afraid that Zheng Ren would reject her. It was not that Zheng Ren could not do it even if he refused. This surgery was only considered to be of medium difficulty, and it was definitely not comparable to the embolism surgery for pelvic fractures. However, Zheng Ren was a Nobel Prize candidate and a visiting professor at the United States Mayo Clinic. Once he started his surgery, it would definitely cause a sensation in the market. All these investments were worth it. Besides, where did he not need to invest? Boss Zheng was so honest and good – natured that he was the best business partner. After calming down, Lin Jiaojiao danced and danced around the table. The depressing atmosphere from before was swept away. Xie Yiren was very interested in hei Zi, and would come over to check him out from time to time. However, hei Zi was unmoved by Xie Yiren's kindness, and he was still crouching or lying between Zheng Ren and Su Yun. After the meal, Lin Jiaojiao invited Zheng Ren to sing a song, but Zheng Ren refused. After getting into Xie Yiren's car, Zheng Ren said,""Let's go back to the hospital. " Xie Yiren nodded, then drove straight to 912 hospital. "Department Director Miao is no longer in the ICU. He's still in good condition, and the neurosurgery department judged that he should be fine." Su Yun contacted him and received the latest news. Zheng Ren was silent. Xie Yiren noticed that something was wrong with Zheng Ren, so she extended her right hand and gently held his hand. Ice cold. His hand, which had always been warm, was now cold, like a piece of ice. Xie Yiren didn't say anything to comfort him, and she only held his hand. She didn't dare to drive too fast, and she kept the car at around 30 miles per hour. "Hey, you guys have to be sweet. Can you go home? I'll go out for a drink with Chang Yue tonight, okay?" Su Yun said. "Su Yun, what do you think about not doing clinical medicine in the future and doing basic research instead?" Zheng Ren suddenly said in the silence. Su Yun was stunned. Back at Maho clinic, professor Charles Moore had tried to persuade Zheng Ren twice, but Zheng Ren had only perfunctorily given him a perfunctory reply. Su Yun was sure that he would not be moved. However, after he returned ... Su Yun let out a long sigh when she thought of director Miao lying in a pool of blood. After a long time, Su Yun smiled and said,""You? I don't believe it. You still have 299 lancets, and you have to tell me not to talk nonsense. " …… …… He had caught a cold these few days and felt a little uncomfortable, so he indulged himself and watched a movie made by Nephalem called "love, death, robot". He especially liked shapeshifter, blue, and the last episode. One short story per episode. He had wanted to read it after "livestream room" was finished, but he couldn't hold back yesterday. [Other: I recommend a book written by a friend,"movie elegance"] This was the story of an ordinary person who returned to 2008 and entered the film and television industry by mistake. Zhou Jin inadvertently appreciated the beauty of the film industry, so he wanted to go to the dazzling Art Palace to have a look. This book is slow to heat up, single female lead, no system. Actually, the system was just a starter at the beginning. I had already planned another trick for the pig trotter part. But now, I have feelings for the big pig trotter. I don't dare to use it, and I don't want to use it. I'm afraid that everyone will say that I'm writing nonsense and thinking nonsense. In my next book, I'll also write a purely urban and unsympathetic story. The main character has a memory problem. This is not a spoiler. If someone wrote it before me, it's not plagiarism.