Chapter 2098: 2025: Return to Youth

"Boss, you really plan to use optical tweezers to pinch fat cells, bit by bit? One surgery, you'd have to do it for dozens of hours, right?" Su Yun asked: "The cost is also too huge; if I were to say, for winning your mother‑in‑law's heart, you're truly moving heaven and earth."

"It won't take dozens of hours." Zheng Ren said: "I won't go into the biological structure of fat cells; if you don't know, go back and read."

Su Yun wore a look of disdain.

"The size of each white fat cell varies; depending on ethnicity, sex, and geographical environment, fat cells can be as small as 20 mm and as large as 200 mm. To store enough lipids, the volume of a fat cell can increase up to a thousandfold."

"In other words, as long as you find large fat cells, a first‑generation optical tweezer is just right; you don't need to set the Zeiss microscope's magnification too high, and you can even see them with the naked eye."

Su Yun thought for a moment; indeed, that's correct.

"Actually, the perfect surgery should be: you look for large fat particles on the abdomen where fat accumulates most, and then I transplant them at the target site……"

"Hey!" Su Yun was extremely dissatisfied with Zheng Ren's description.

"How come?"

"You're making a cosmetic procedure sound so lofty, Boss—you've got a real talent for deceit." Su Yun retorted.

"Why is an organ transplant considered a transplant, but moving finer cells isn't?" Zheng Ren said: "Isn't removing a subcutaneous lipoma also surgery?"

As he spoke, Su Yun suddenly froze.

Zheng Ren looked at his expression, not knowing which wire was crossed, and had no idea what he was thinking.

Soon, Su Yun leapt up excitedly and said, "Boss, I've found a way to get rich!"

"How?" Zheng Ren asked curiously.

"You just said that to store enough lipids, a fat cell's volume can increase up to a thousandfold."

"Actually, a subcutaneous lipoma, in a sense, is just a fat cell storing a large amount of lipoproteins; its cytoplasm contains few organelles, and the lipid droplet at the cell's center is 95 % triglycerides, also containing some free fatty acids, phospholipids, and cholesterol."

"……"

Zheng Ren was defeated by Su Yun's brainstorm.

"No way, I'll contact someone right away to ask if anyone's researching fat cell uptake." Su Yun pulled out his phone again, his hands flying, speed even faster than before.

Zheng Ren understood Su Yun's meaning—he wanted to alter or control the speed at which fat cells massively absorb triglycerides, so fat would accumulate in certain cells, forming lipomas, which could then be simply excised.

This idea…… is nothing short of heavenly.

If you're worried about a large incision, there's no need to wait for the lipoma to grow; you can use optical tweezers to extract 2–3 cubic centimeters of fat in one go.

It's hardly harmful to the body, just a bit troublesome.

To enter an industrialized process, it seems still a bit premature.

Just how did today's conversation end up here? Zheng Ren also felt a bit dazed.

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……

Lin JiaoJiao lay in the hospital ward, watching the IV bag, feeling a hint of anticipation.

I've been rushing to curry favor with Boss Zheng; although that guy never came personally to do my surgery, the old lump from the border town they tossed over is also usable.

Weight‑loss surgery—I've already preliminarily opened up the situation.

After patients who've had the surgery return home and see the results, that's the incubation period; if the effect is good, patient numbers will subsequently explode.

As for the effect, Lin JiaoJiao isn't worried at all.

A surgery personally taught by Boss Zheng—how could there be any problem?

Imagine the feeling of gold coins raining down from the sky; Lin JiaoJiao felt her lifeblood boil with excitement.

Does your own beauty salon still use that specially made whitening product with excessive mercury content?

Nonsense!

Technique decides everything.

With technique, you can raise the threshold, leaving those grassroots beauty salons salivating. Injecting hyaluronic acid, botulinum toxin, or even collagen—basically there's no barrier; the problem is whether there's enough of the drug.

But weight‑loss surgery is different.

A doctor who can perform TIPS surgery personally wields the knife…… Ordinary people don't deeply grasp what it means to be able to do TIPS surgery, but Lin JiaoJiao, a nurse from the Intervention Department, firmly believes those are experts!

Twenty years ago, TIPS surgery was practically a forbidden zone.

Forget it, I don't want to think about that; leaning on Boss Zheng, I'll have good days ahead—Lin JiaoJiao thought with a smile. Now I can say I'm winning by lying low; I don't have to do anything, just keep going like this.

As for last night's tension, it has already vanished like smoke.

Boss Zheng gave a diagnosis and carried out mercury detox; I'll surely recover soon. And today, he can't wait to give me a wrinkle‑removal treatment.

I knew that guy definitely hides countless good things!

"Dang dang dang~" the knocking sounded.

The assistant went to open the door, exchanged a few pleasantries, and the person entered.

Lin JiaoJiao knew the visitor was one of her rivals; usually they called each other sisters, but everyone was on guard against when the other might stab them in the back.

Making money—sometimes…… most of the time it's utterly brutal.

"Xiao Lin, how can you just say you're sick and then be sick?" The woman who came in wrapped her head in a scarf, wore big sunglasses, and her face was barely visible.

"Hui Sis, I've been dying to see you." Lin JiaoJiao's laugh was very sweet, a bit cloying.

"I heard you had mercury poisoning?"

"Eh, it's fine, I'm already better. I could have been discharged, but Director Kong insisted I stay a while."

They were saying hollow words, but both had a tacit understanding not to take them seriously.

Mutual understanding—just like that.

After a few pleasantries, Lin JiaoJiao saw the other person hadn't taken off the sunglasses and scarf.

If they were outside, that get‑up would be trendy, but wearing sunglasses indoors—how strange, how strange.

"Hui Sis, what's wrong with you?" Lin JiaoJiao asked.

"Nothing much, I just got a collagen injection; my face has a slight side reaction, but it'll be fine soon." Hui Sis said.

"Oh, take it slow, step by step." Lin JiaoJiao said softly, "No matter how good something is, using too much of it won't work."

"Just like your whitening cosmetics?"

A cheerful laugh masked the hostility between them.

"Sister Lin, feeling better? Oh, we have guests." While they were chatting, Su Yun walked in, smiling, and said.

Hui Jie glanced at Su Yun, and her eyes couldn't look away.

"Hui Jie, let me introduce you: these two are Zheng Lao Ban and Yun Ge'er; in a bit they'll take me for a minor surgery." Lin JiaoJiao said with a laugh.

"Why do we need surgery? Can't it be cured with medicine?"

"Oh, to heal Sister Lin's inner wounds, the Boss is preparing to personally perform the procedure, letting Sister Lin return to youth." Su Yun said.

Returning to youth… Su Yun had exaggerated the surgery's effect to a degree no ordinary person could accept.

Although they knew he was joking, Lin JiaoJiao and Hui Jie's hearts almost stopped beating.

This is a dream, seemingly impossible to ever realize.