"Unormally, it can be cured." Zheng Ren said cautiously, "But your disease...I consider it different from others."

"If an ordinary person has acquired partial fat malnutrition, there will be many accompanying diseases. But Kerry said he had seen you dance around the campfire in a caravan when you were 5 years old. I don't know when it happened, but you look pretty healthy now."

"If it is treated, I recommend going to the hospital for examination first and then undergoing symptomatic treatment. Some research institutions recommend that leptin injections to control fat metabolism, which can have a certain effect on acquired partial fat malnutrition."

“…”

Zheng Ren said a lot, suggesting cosmetic treatment, extracting fat from the lower limbs and transplanting it to the upper body and face. In addition, symptomatic treatment plans, it took him nearly ten minutes to talk about it.

After he finished speaking, Christian asked with a smile: "Zheng, can Marys go to your place and you can complete the cosmetic treatment?"

"I'm not a beautician." Zheng Rengan simply refused Christian's statement.

Christian expressed regret for this, and Marys put on the black robe and performed a strange and tedious manner.

"That's it, goodbye." Zheng Ren smiled.

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

"Boss, you're pretty sure." Su Yun said.

"This is rich clinical experience." Zheng Ren said lightly, "I can basically understand it when I look at it."

"Can you die if you don't blow?"

"able."

"Boss, do you think you are really sick? Kerry and his group are all mysterious and don't want to deal with them."

"It can be explained if it is a curse, but it is all supernatural power." Zheng Ren said.

"How to say it? Molecular level?"

"Yes. Acquired partial lipodystrophy, and now the research results show that most are related to the recql2 gene encoding a DNA helicase. If there is supernatural power or newer technology that can change the gene, it will work with a curse to explain it."

"Boss, you can pretend to be a ghost. Just your face looks more trustworthy than the big yellow teeth."

"But I don't think the cure can be done. If it is not fatal, you can have cosmetic surgery and transplant the fat in the lower limbs to the upper body that is lacking in fat." Zheng Ren said.

"You can do it?" Su Yun asked.

This is a big job, not only just transplantation, but also involves a series of issues such as skin elasticity, fat liquefaction, etc.

Maris' upper body has been removed from fat for too long, and it is impossible to inject too much fat in one go. When Su Yun thought about how to solve the "puppet" completed by the clumsy craftsman, when he thought about Maris, who looked like a mummy and a hippo, his head turned into two big ones.

"I should be able to do it." Zheng Ren said: "It's just a little bit of trouble."

"Boss, I sincerely praise you." Su Yun's tone of contempt came out, and even used you to augment his tone again.

"It is appropriate to be able to perform surgery. What are the things to praise?" Zheng Ren smiled.

"She is a witch."

"You are not a medieval person, you must believe in science. There is no witch at all, and there will be no prophets. Simply put, it is all feudal superstition." Zheng Ren smiled.

"I felt uncomfortable when I saw them. Let's first agree that if you perform surgery on her, I won't reach out." Su Yun said firmly.

"I won't do her surgery either," Zheng Ren said. "Kerry should know many doctors in cosmetic surgery, and our main focus is on tips surgery."

"It's really rare, you can still maintain a clear and rational mind."

"Stop talking nonsense, I'm ready to go to bed." Zheng Ren returned the tablet to Su Yun, stood up and chatted with Xie Yiren for a while, then washed and went to bed.

...

...

In the castle in the Alps, Christian Bruch sat gracefully on an old chair, smiling at Maries hiding in a black robe opposite.

After the video connection was cut off, the two people in the room remained silent and each had their own thoughts.

"Mr. 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 consider the cooperation matters again. Doctor Zheng you mentioned, will he have surgery?" asked Maris.

Christian was not angry at Marys' rejection, his smile was still elegant. His deep eyes were like the universe, and countless stars in the boundless darkness.

"Of course Zheng will have surgery. He is not a diagnostic doctor." Kerry said with a smile: "But what Zheng meant should be rejection."

In the darkness, the crystal ball in front of Maris was flashing, not dazzling, and there seemed to be a beam of light wandering inside.

"Do I need to introduce you to the best plastic surgeons in Europe and even the whole world?" Kerry asked.

"No need." Maris refused without hesitation, "I will go back and arrange some things and go to the imperial capital to find Dr. Zheng in a few months."

Christian was not surprised at all, he seemed to have expected this.

"I'll ask Lord Kerry to help me."

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

"Unsure, there has been no prophet in many years." Marys whispered: "But when my mother passed away, I told me that one day I would meet a prophet who could make me a normal woman, and then I would be able to dance to the campfire and enjoy myself."

"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 for me to have it in my heart. If I had no experience, I wouldn't know what would be worth forgetting."

"Your thinking is really weird. Life is used to find a way to live forever, and other than that, it is a waste." Christian said.

People of two different races always have different ways of not consistent views and have their own understanding of the meaning of life.

They did not want to continue to discuss this.

"Sir Kerry, you haven't told me if Dr. Zheng will have surgery," asked Maris.

"Of course, he is the best surgeon in the world, no one." Christian replied gracefully: "You made a pretty wise choice."

"Thanks."

"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 stop me from being ugly anymore, why wouldn't I choose his friendship?"

"I'm still so stubborn, just like Zheng." Kerry shrugged.

"I can't see the future clearly, I just can see a little more than ordinary people. But you said, isn't this enough for me to go to the imperial capital in person to express my kindness?"

"I have a research institution. The disease Zheng mentioned seems to have also been studied at the genetic level. Do you need my help?" Christian asked.

Two sharp eyes were cast under the black cap, staring at Christian opposite.

"Really, like your mother, I just want to help." Christian said: "Your stubbornness... Forget it, tell me when I wanted to go to the imperial capital, although I really don't want to leave home, for the sake of my friendship with you..."

"What is our friendship?" Marys said coldly: "If you are less curious about the research on so-called diseases, maybe there will be."

"You are like everyone else, stubborn and conservative. I am another kind of person and have to believe in science." Christian smiled and said: "Without the initial research, the diagnosis of similar patients, and the literature is published, it is impossible for Zheng..."

"No, the Prophet can do everything." Marys said in a deep voice.

"Then there is nothing to say. Just tell me in advance when you go to the imperial capital to find Zheng. This is my promise." Christian did not try to talk about this topic again.

All the past even involves the struggles within the Bruch family and the secrets of the two families inherited from the Middle Ages.
Chapter completed!