Chapter 2362

"Normally, it can be treated." Zheng Ren said cautiously, "but your illness... I think it's different from others."

"If ordinary people have acquired partial lipodystrophy, they will have many accompanying diseases. But Kerry said he saw you dancing by the campfire of the caravan when you were 5 years old. I don't know when it happened, but you look very healthy now."

"For treatment, I suggest going to the hospital for examination first, and then carrying out symptomatic treatment. Some research institutions suggest injecting leptin to control fat metabolism, which can have a certain effect on acquired partial fat malnutrition."

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Zheng Ren said a lot and suggested beauty treatment, extracting the fat of lower limbs and transplanting it to the upper body and face. Coupled with symptomatic treatment and other programs, I talked for nearly ten minutes.

When he finished, Christian smiled and asked, "Zheng, can Maris go to you and you complete the beauty treatment?"

"I'm not a beauty doctor." Zheng Rengan simply rejected Christian's statement.

Christian regretted this, and Maris put on her black robe and made a strange and cumbersome etiquette.

"That's it. Bye." Zheng Ren smiled.

"Kerry, have time to eat garlic fish!" Su Yun joked and closed the video.

"Boss, you got it right." Su yundao.

"This is a wealth of clinical experience." Zheng Ren said lightly, "at a glance, I basically know."

"Can you die without blowing?"

"Yes."

"Boss, are you really sick? Kerry's gang are mysterious and really don't want to deal with them."

"If it's a curse, it can be explained, but it's not supernatural power, but more cutting-edge technology." Zheng Rendao.

"What do you say? Molecular level?"

"Yes. Now the research results of acquired partial lipodystrophy show that most of them are related to recql2 gene encoding a DNA helicase. If newer technology can change genes, curse can also be used to explain it."

"Boss, you can play tricks. Your face is more trustworthy than rhubarb teeth."

"But I don't think radical cure can be done. If it's not fatal, cosmetic surgery can be done to transplant the fat of the lower limbs to the upper body that lacks fat." Zheng Rendao.

"What can you do?" Su Yun asked.

This is a big job. It is not only as simple as transplantation, but also involves a series of problems such as skin elasticity, fat liquefaction and so on.

Maris's upper body has been out of fat for too long to inject too much fat at once. As soon as Su Yun thought of how to solve the completed "puppet" in the hands of the poor craftsman, he thought that his upper body was like a mummy and his lower body was like Maris of a hippo. One head became two big ones.

"I should be able to do it." Zheng Ren said, "it's just a little trouble."

"Boss, sincerely praise you." Su Yun's contemptuous tone overflowed, and even used you to accentuate his tone again.

"Surgery can be done, it should be done. What's to praise?" Zheng Ren smiled.

"She's a witch."

"You are not a medieval person. You should believe in science. There are no witches and no prophets. In short, it is all feudal superstition." Zheng Ren smiled.

"I feel uncomfortable when I see them. First, if you operate on her, I won't stretch out my hand." Su Yun said firmly.

"I won't operate on her either." Zheng Rendao, "Kerry should know many doctors in beauty and plastic surgery. Our main direction is still tips surgery."

"It's rare that you can keep a clear mind."

"Stop bullshit and get ready to sleep." Zheng Ren returned the tablet to Su Yun, stood up and chatted with Xie Yi for a while, then washed and slept.

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In an ancient castle in the Alps, Christian Bruch sat gracefully in an old chair and smiled at Maris hidden in his black robe.

After cutting off the video connection, the two people in the room kept silent and thought about each other.

"Lord Kerry, thank you." Maris suddenly raised her head and said behind the shadow of the black robe.

"You won't regret working with me." Christian said.

"I'll think about the cooperation. You said Dr. Zheng, can he have an operation?" Asked Maris.

Christian was not angry at Maris' refusal, and his smile was still elegant. Deep eyes are like the universe, with countless stars in the boundless darkness.

"Of course Zheng will have an operation. He is not a diagnostic doctor." Kerry smiled and said, "but I listen to Zheng's meaning, it should be refusal."

Maris was in the dark. The crystal ball in front of her was shining, not dazzling. There seemed to be a beam of light swimming away.

"Shall I introduce you to the best plastic surgeon in Europe and even the whole world?" Kerry asked.

"No." Maris refused without hesitation, "I'll go back and arrange some things and go to DIDU to find Dr. Zheng in a few months."

Christian was not surprised. He seemed to have expected it.

"Lord Kerry, please help me."

"No problem." Christian smiled and said, "are you sure Zheng is a prophet?"

"I'm not sure. There hasn't been a prophet for many years." Maris whispered, "but when my mother died, she told me that one day I would meet a prophet who could make me a normal woman, and then I could go back to the campfire and dance."

"You don't even have a caravan now." Christian smiled.

"Time is for wandering, life is for forgetting. It doesn't matter whether there is a caravan in this world. It's enough in my heart. If I don't experience it, I don't know what will be worth forgetting."

"Your thinking is really strange. Life is used to find a way to live forever. In addition, it is a waste." Christian said.

People of two different races always have different views and have their own understanding of the meaning of life.

They have no intention of continuing to explore this.

"Lord Kerry, you haven't told me whether Dr. Zheng will have an operation." Asked Maris.

"Of course, he is one of the best surgeons in the world." Christian replied gracefully, "you made a very wise choice."

"Thank you."

"But do you really think it's a disease?"

"I think it's a curse. But whether it's a disease or a curse, if Zheng can make me no longer look ugly, why don't I choose his friendship?"

"Still so stubborn, just like Zheng." Kerry shrugged.

"I can't see the future clearly, but I can see a little more than ordinary people. But as you said, Lord Roche went to the imperial capital to express his goodwill. Isn't that enough for me?"

"I have research institutions. Zheng said that the disease seems to have reached the genetic level. Do you need my help?" Asked Christian.

Under the black hood, two sharp eyes came over and looked at Christian opposite.

"Really, 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 my friendship with you..."

"The friendship between us?" Maris said coldly, "if you can be less curious about the research of so-called diseases, maybe there will be."

"You are as stubborn and old-fashioned as others. I am another kind of person. I should believe in science." Christian smiled: "without the initial research, diagnosis and literature publication of similar patients, Zheng is impossible..."

"No, the prophet can do anything." Maris murmured.

"Then there's nothing to say. Just tell me in advance when you're going to find Zheng in DIDU. This is my promise." Christian didn't try to talk about it again.

In the past, it even involves the struggle within the Bruch family and the secrets of the two inherited families since the middle ages.

Watching the light of the crystal ball disappear in front of her, watching Maris leave, Christian didn't move. After a long time, he seemed to understand something and murmured, "Lord Roche is right."