The Surgeon's Studio

Just as Xie Yiren had said, the dishes were served in ten minutes.

There were no special dishes today–stir-fried pork tenderloin with big chilis, steamed fish, and a pot of rice.

Chang Yue was still a little tired and listless. Xie Yiren did not let her touch the water. She pushed her onto a chair and made her wait for her meal.

“Prostaglandin-specific receptor; do you have any good ideas?” Su Yun asked in a low voice as he walked past Zheng Ren.

“Huh?” Zheng Ren was stunned. He had all kinds of concepts about prostaglandin in his mind.

Why did Su Yun ask him this question?

In an instant, Zheng Ren felt his brain start to heat up.

It was time to find a time to get a haircut. Long hair was indeed not conducive to heat dissipation.

Soon, Zheng Ren found the reason: Chang Yue.

Chang Yue had not been in a good state for the past two days. She had been listless all the time. She was not even interested in drinking with Su Yun.

Zheng Ren did not pay special attention to it at first. Did girls need a reason to be unhappy?

In the System panel, there was no diagnosis of dysmenorrhea. Perhaps the System did not think it was important. However, when he heard Su Yun suddenly ask this question, Zheng Ren immediately knew that Chang Yue was suffering from dysmenorrhea.

After the combination of prostaglandin and a specific receptor, it would mediate cell proliferation, differentiation, apoptosis, and a series of cell activities. It would also play a key role in regulating female reproductive function and delivery, platelet aggregation, and the balance of the cardiovascular system.

Recalling the relevant reports that he had read, Zheng Ren shook his head and whispered, “Drink more hot water.”

“Get lost!” Su Yun cursed. “When I’m ask for your advice, there’s nothing you can do. What’s the use of asking?”

“There’s nothing I can do.” Zheng Ren was also very helpless. He sat at the table like a small beast waiting to be fed, waiting for Xie Yiren to come to the table for dinner.

Chang Yue did not pay attention to what Zheng Ren and Su Yun were talking about. While she was in pain, she was idly scrolling through her phone, trying to distract her attention.

Suddenly, her eyes lit up, and she called Little Yiren.

“Yiren, come and take a look.” Chang Yue seemed to have recovered a lot from her illness, and she instantly became energetic.

“Sister Yue, wait a moment.” Xie Yiren brought the last dish up, wiped her hands on her apron, and leaned over.

“Look, Sister Lin said that they have submitted a new machine,” Chang Yue said.

“…” Zheng Ren was speechless.

Lin Jiaojiao had been to Sea City, but when had she added Chang Yue’s WeChat? The communication between women was really terrifying. Things like five people and six WeChat groups did not exist in Zheng Ren’s mind.

“A picosecond laser? Imported machine?” Xie Yiren was obviously very interested and immediately whispered to Chang Yue.

Eating was no longer important before the picosecond laser.

Zheng Ren frowned. He was mainly afraid that Xie Yiren would mess around and hurt him.

“Picosecond laser, why are you doing this?” Su Yun was hungry and unceremoniously picked up his chopsticks to eat.

“You also know about whitening things?” Chang Yue glanced at Su Yun, her tone full of contempt.

Well, only Chang Yue could despise Su Yun.

He used boxes of green face masks to make himself paler.

“Hey, picosecond lasers were not used to make whitening in the beginning. Don’t fool around.” Su Yun did not care about Chang Yue’s tone and began to warn them.

“The streets are full of picosecond lasers. You say it’s not whitening, as if you know it very well.” Chang Yue retorted disdainfully. She did not even raise her head and kept looking at her phone.

“Indeed not.” Zheng Ren smiled and said. “The earliest picosecond lasers were an improved laser beam. They were mainly used to remove tattoos.”

“Huh?” Chang Yue raised her head and looked at Zheng Ren and Su Yun in surprise. Her face was full of suspicion.

Could it be that these two guys were bullsh*tting.

Especially Zheng Ren. He looked honest, but when he talked nonsense, there was no end to it.

“Tattoos are very common in the United States. But for example, when one is in a passionate relationship, one would get a tattoo of someone’s name. What would happen if they broke up? Right?” Zheng Ren said.

“Well, wasn’t there an old joke? He went to take a bath alone and had two words tattooed on his body: Xiao Gen.” Su Yun said as he ate, as he said the joke, “The Master of the Bath asked him if his ex-girlfriend’s name was Xiao Gen. This name is not common. That person said that he got a tattoo for the word ‘hate’. When he gained weight, he looked like Xiao Gen.”

“Well, in this case, the tattoo did need to be washed off. In the past, the laser tattoo needed to be erased many times and it was very painful. The most important thing was that the effect was mediocre and could not be completely eliminated,” Zheng Ren said. “The Americans invented the picosecond laser to remove tattoos. The effect was indeed good and it was popular on that side.”

“Don’t fool around. The picosecond laser is used to erase the tattoo, not to whiten it,” Su Yun nagged. “Lin Jiaojiao is also fooling around.”

“It can also be used for whitening, but… Forget it, you guys better not do it,” Zheng Ren said. “Sister Lin probably imported the machine from the United States, so it’s quality is much more guaranteed than a small shop. But no matter what, it’s only…”

“A few years ago, a market on Weibo said that using picosecond laser to whiten is especially good,” Xie Yiren said.

“The key is that you guys don’t need it. How old is she? How old are you guys? You guys are young, and your faces are full of collagen, so you don’t need it,” Su Yun said. “Drink more hot water, it’s better than anything else.”

“Okay.” Xie Yiren followed his advice and sat down to eat.

Although the two dishes were very simple, they were also very delicious.

Chang Yue was originally more interested in the picosecond laser, but after Zheng Ren and Su Yun said that, all her interest was swept by the laser and disappeared.

“It’s the first live broadcast tomorrow. Sleep early tonight,” Xie Yiren said.

“Okay.” Zheng Ren smiled. “Actually, it’s nothing much. It’s just a ten-minute surgery, and it won’t consume much energy.”

“Boss, I think you’re getting a little carried away.”

“No, I’m just telling the truth,” Zheng Ren said. “I’ve finished looking at the patient’s MRI diffusion, so it’s easier to choose a location.”

“Boss, why are you so interested in the live broadcast?” Su Yun asked.

“I’ve always wanted to catch you to talk about this. I’ve never had time to spare,” Zheng Ren said. “In a few days, find a lawyer to sign the document. In the future, those who come here to learn surgery have to sign the document first.”

“…” Su Yun was stunned for a moment, but then he came to a realization. “Boss, you didn’t want to teach this technique to anyone, and then…”

“That’s right. After we finish our meal, we’ll go back and ask Old Gao. He should have information on dozens of surgeries. If we can have hundreds of doctors spread out across the country to perform the surgery together, the number of surgeries Dr. Mehar mentioned is just a small problem.”

“Awesome!” Su Yun slammed the table and said, “As long as it’s someone who is involved in the surgery, who wouldn’t be concerned about this surgery?”

“Yeah, that’s roughly what I mean. But let’s broadcast the surgery first, and then we’ll talk about the rest later. I hope everything goes smoothly and nothing bad happens.”