Perhaps because of constipation, Ye Han has never had a good appetite and has tried many things briefly. This time he heard that he was going to have surgery, and he was not interested in eating.

Fortunately, for the food itself, it is actually similar to anyone's mouth, and it is basically the same digestion and absorption process.

So after seeing the barbecue being divided by Qi Jing and Luo Sanguan, she had nothing to complain about. Moreover, eating was just a small problem for her, and surgery and inquiries from her boyfriend Yang Zesheng were more important to face: "Xiaohan, you...they said you did that?"

Now that things have come to this point, there is no need to struggle anymore: "Well, I did it."

The plain answer further showed that Ye Han had a clear conscience and threw a burden directly on Yang Zesheng's shoulder. If he minded, he might have thrown his hat off and he didn't know what to say for a moment.

It’s not a solution to be stiff, but Qi Jing spoke first.

"You have to know that you dislike plastic surgery so much, so I... forget it, don't talk about this." He took a skewer of grilled sausage and put it in his mouth. After thinking about it, he still changed his mouth. "After you have studied medicine, why are you so conservative? It's normal to have a breast augmentation."

Yang Zesheng lived in Australia during his master's and doctoral studies, so of course he thought breast augmentation was normal. But thinking that normal does not mean that he can accept his girlfriend doing this. Who doesn't know that the AV industry here is normal? Does anyone like his girlfriend to shoot AV?

Obviously not liked it.

Except for perverts, of course.

"I still think it's not important to have plastic surgery or not. The most important thing is to get tired of the doctor (first to solve the prosthesis)....."

"Wait first!!!" Although Qi Jing understood what Luo Sanguan said, he raised his hand and stopped, "Eat the meat in his mouth before talking, look at you like you have never eaten barbecue."

Luo Sanguan chewed a few bites, swallowed the beef and quickly defended: "I didn't eat it, you didn't see the price of barbecue here!"

"Eat some vegetarian food." Qi Jing handed him a skewer of grilled corn.

"Corn..." Sanguan looked at the slightly burnt dark golden rice grains and changed to the roasted garlic sprouts on the other side. "In fact, I still like the things at home. If I could have a plate of braised pork, I would like to roast elbows with salt and salt, and then braise a pot of chicken feet well..."

"You've just had lunch!"

Qi Jing looked at the homesickness that burst out when he looked into the distance. Even though he had read the wrong direction, he could still understand it. However, this person's weight was already on the surface, and Qi Jing still had to warn him out of concern:

"Look at your figure and weight, the body fat rate is so high, and you will be troublesome after losing weight well. Needless to say, blood sugar and blood lipids may also affect the knees and waist. It is more troublesome to suffer from joint and lumbar muscle strain after middle age..."

Speaking of waist, Luo Sanguan dreamed of returning to Minghai, the first thing he thought of was an old friend who had been with him for many years. When he was dodging his waist, the old friend kept reminding him to take good care of his health.

"Old friend?"

"Well, we all call him Brother Feng, and the surgery is like Feng."

Qi Jing was eating pork belly skewers and mouthed oil: "What is this magical metaphor?"

"It's just awesome..." Luo Sanguan put down the skewers and danced his hands, showing off his appearance, "It looks like the breeze blowing on his face..."

"It's so noisy!" Listening to the two of them chatting back and forth, Lu Zishan finally couldn't help it: "Even food can't hold your mouth. If you want to eat, don't make the ward full of barbecue flavor!"

The topic was distracted, but Yang Zesheng, who was standing by the side after the two left, still needed to decide his choice. He, a straight man, would not make a turn at all, and actually asked Ye Han directly: "Have you done anything other than breast augmentation?"

"Liposuction, on the stomach."

Ye Han had already understood his thoughts and quickly explained with a smile: "I did all this, but I haven't moved my face, it's original. The doctors in South Korea say that my facial features look very natural and there is no need to move."

The face is indeed Yang Zesheng's bottom line. Since he has not moved, there is still room for recovery.

He breathed a sigh of relief, but when he vented, he increased his strength, which seemed to be more like sighing. Even though Ye Han had plastic surgery, Yang Zesheng was still willing to stay by her side: "Okay, it's all done, but you have to promise me to use exercise instead of beauty in the future!"

"Well, I promise you." Ye Han nodded heavily.

Lu Zishan roughly talked about Ye Han's situation, and the two exchanged their own suggestions. Just as they were about to call Qi Jing in to talk about the operation, a phone call came from the other end of Qi Jing. The call was Cao Qiwen. After her description, Professor Chen Runmin also supported Qi Jing's point of view.

"In recent years, more and more people have returned to China for plastic surgery and clean up the mess. If a patient with a history of breast augmentation experiences bloating and pain in the muscles around the chest, we will highly suspect that there is a problem with the prosthesis."

“The possibility is high?”

"You can't say it's very high, you can only say it's there." Chen Runmin smiled, "After all, I'm in this industry. I often have preconceived ideas. If the diagnosis is wrong in the end, don't cause trouble for me."

"No, I asked this just to have a clear idea in my heart and confirm the scope of operation." Qi Jing said with a smile, "As for the prosthesis, no matter what Professor Chen holds, I will ask Ye Han to undergo prosthesis removal."

Chen Runmin was stunned when he heard this. He suddenly saw this strange idea. He had always been accustomed to him and needed to digest it well: "Your idea is quite unique."

"It's okay." Qi Jing thought about it and asked another question: "Does Professor Chen think the probability of intra-prosthetic infection in the prosthesis capsule are high?"

"To be honest, the probability is not high, but that doesn't mean there is no." Chen Runmin pondered for a moment and continued, "Generally, intracystic infections stimulate the fibroscopy, which will definitely affect the shape and feeling of the breast. Simple muscular symptoms like her are quite rare in prosthetic problems."

"I didn't have a test, but I asked it specifically, there seemed to be no problem with my breast."

"Then we can't make a conclusion, we can only do it and take a look." Chen Runmin had no psychological burden on removing the prosthesis. "In fact, according to some current research, breast augmentation of the prosthesis will bring many side effects, and we don't do it much here anymore. It's better to remove it..."

"Okay, since Director Chen said that, I will let her operate as soon as possible."

"Wait, don't rush to quit!" Chen Runmin thought of her name, "You just said that the patient's name is Ye Han? Are you traveling to Japan?"

"right."

"Then let her go back to China to do it. It's not cheap to get this knife in Japan."

This idea is actually normal, but Ye Han's situation is special. She is Ye Han here, but in the US environment, she becomes Joanna. Qi Jing knew that 99% of the time she would not return to China, but after hanging up the phone, she still asked the person involved.

"I know a director of plastic surgery in China. He has good skills. Do you want to consider it?"

Generally, he would not make such recommendations that are somewhat advertising-indicated. The medical environment is harsh and good praise is likely to become a compliment under the catalysis of disputes. But in Qi Jing's mind, Chen Runmin is indeed the most preferred one, and the main problem is still in China.

At least he can speak well in China, especially in Danyang, where almost no one will ignore his views.

But here, let alone doctors like Miyano Yamada, even patients like Ye Han and Yang Zesheng expressed doubts or even puzzles about his suggestions.

"Actually, even if I really have to undergo surgery, I want to go back to China and return to the United States." Ye Han still has a striking point in his mind about medical conditions and specifically emphasized his nationality. "I have medical insurance when returning to China, and the surgery is definitely better than here."

Director Miyao, who was standing beside him, immediately lowered his head: "Yes, yes, yes, it's really better than here."

"Director Miyao, this is Kazuhara, not a three-legged cat's garbage hospital..."

Miyano cleared his throat and didn't say anything more.

Actually, if you think about it carefully, it is normal for him to have this idea.

In the fourth floor inpatient department, Qi Jing and Ye Han are just time bombs, and there are many risk factors for medical complaints. Although they have not done systematic research and do not have the medical complaint research report, after so many years of work, this must be felt.

Qi Jing is a doctor and has been stuffed a lot of money. Now the diagnosis is unclear. The patient is still an American. These troublesome factors make Miyao want to "drive Ye Han out".

Of course, he cannot rush to the point of rushing. It becomes a shortcut to belittle himself to improve the abilities of other hospitals. Especially if the other party is an American father, this way of self-destructing and raising the other party seems very natural.

"I think it's very good here, with the strongest cardiac treatment center in Asia..."

"But that's the heart! Not the breast!" Ye Han, no matter what his thoughts are, it would be a good thing to support her being discharged from the hospital and leave here. "Doctor Qi, I did this in Korea. Even if I don't go back to the country for treatment, I have to go to Korea to take out this thing."

Qi Jing: What kind of strange logic is this???

"Sister, your prosthesis with problems was stuffed into it by the Koreans!!!" he couldn't help but say, "Do you still want to step on the pit?"

"But Korean plastic surgery is really good."

"You saw the ad, did you?"

"It's an advertisement from the formal channel."

"Where will regular hospitals advertise themselves?"

Qi Jing couldn't help but suspect that she was influenced by a domestic plastic surgery tour group, but then she thought that it was quite normal for Ye Han to choose South Korea.

In terms of "culture" output, no one can compare with the Bangzi Kingdom. Korean dramas have influenced not only China, Japan, the United States on the other side of the ocean, but also the entire Southeast Asia, as well as the audience of Korean "culture".

Everyone will be moved by looking at the beautiful Korean drama heroine's look and the right plastic surgery advertising slogan.

I have to say that South Korea's plastic surgery technology is indeed at the forefront, and there is supply when there is demand. This positive stimulus brings rapid development. Doctors in regular beauty hospitals must have the ability and the instruments are also good, but the problem lies in vicious competition and prices.

Faced with the influx of plastic surgery in South Korea, regular hospitals will definitely not be able to handle the needs of these people.

At this time, the advantages of plastic surgery and local anesthesia were taken advantage of and gradually became a disadvantage in the operation. More and more irregular doctors were on the plastic surgery operating table, some were guest appearances, some had little experience, and some even had only received short-term training. They didn't even have this professional certificate in their hands and became a piece on the cheap plastic surgery assembly line.

"This is not all!" Qi Jing said, "I haven't seen Korean surgery before. Their concept of sterility is really bad. The surgical instruments do not have sterile bags, they just take them on the stage casually, and then they started doing it."

Speaking of this, Ye Han still had no reaction, but Yang Zesheng was anxious: "Ah? That's so exaggerated?"

"It's just so exaggerated."

"That won't work, it's better to go to Australia." After asking about plastic surgery just now, Yang Zesheng seemed to have obtained some initiative in chatting and conversation. "I know many surgeons there, so it's still easy to do a prosthesis removal."

"Australia?"

"It's in Queensland, the plane is not far away." Yang Zesheng had already started looking for address books on his mobile phone. "I think it's just your ability to be the small clinic, I'm afraid it can't be compared with the Logan Hospital in Queensland."

In 2006, and even in the next few years, domestic and surgical departments were so unpopular. Qi Jing was too lazy to talk about it, because if they continued, they would definitely take out the matter of sending Minghaier Center to the child here for treatment.

Why bother to make yourself boring?

"If you think it through, go and tell Miyao." Qi Jing sighed and began to prepare for his next itinerary. "Don't forget to tell me too, I can book a plane ticket."

"Doctor Qi is going to return to China?"

"Why are you going back to China? I have to follow you."

Qi Jing picked up the water beside him and took a few sips, then couldn't help but pick up the chest X-ray next to the bed. "It's also the guess of Professor Chen Runmin and I. The specific problem must be found after the operation. If it's not a problem with the prosthesis, what if it's something else, what if..."

Yang Zesheng is very glad that he met Qi Jing.

Although he was very concerned about Ye Han's condition, he also came up with a decent suspected diagnosis, which was much more reliable than the US clinic. As for the purpose of this concern, he didn't care too much. Now he just hopes that his girlfriend can get better soon.

Yang Zesheng gave the option of Logan Hospital in Queensland, but Ye Han still needs to seek his opinion. If Ye Han insisted on returning to China or going to South Korea, he would not stop him: "How is it? Have you thought about it?"

"The Logan hospital you mentioned is very expensive, right?"

"This is the third-ranked hospital in Australia. Of course it is expensive. If you don't have medical insurance, your surgery costs 30,000-50,000 Australian dollars." Qi Jing narrowed his eyes and measured the chest x-ray with his fingers, and said, "Maybe I'm less. I heard that the charges there have always been quite scary."

Yang Zesheng also has to admit that what Qi Jing said is true: "It's indeed expensive, but I am really familiar with the surgeons inside. But money is a trivial matter, and health is the most important thing."

After hearing this, Ye Han could only nodded: "Then let me listen to you."

Yang Zesheng had a rare opportunity to make a decision, and the confidence and sense of accomplishment that men should have were suddenly burst out. But soon, this confidence and sense of accomplishment was shattered by Qi Jing's casual words: "I think I won't leave, just stay here."

"Why?"

"I was thinking about prosthesis before, and my vision was blocked by prosthesis, so I didn't care much. Now, looking at this chest xxx again, I feel that her heart seems to be having some problems."
Chapter completed!