Chapter 2115

Lin Wan didn't understand what cellular autophagy is, what the main theory of the 2016 Nobel Prize in Physiology or Medicine winner is, or what guidance significance it has for future clinical work.

She only got two pieces of information from Zheng Ren's words.

Her genetic makeup caused her to age slowly, and she would live a long life with few illnesses.

What else could she ask for!

There definitely wasn't.

Having said all that with reason and evidence, this son-in-law is really thoughtful no matter how you look at him.

Lin Wan looked at Zheng Ren with a smile, her eyes flashing with a clever, quirky light.

"Look, when you smile now, you have a few fine wrinkles at the corners of your eyes. Lin Jie, who had surgery yesterday, should be a few years younger than you, but she has at least twice as many wrinkles, and they're deeper and denser."

Poor Lin JiaoJiao became a negative example, which Zheng Ren mercilessly pulled out for comparison.

"The filling surgery isn't strictly necessary, but if you have it, you won't need to worry about deep wrinkles when you smile—it will preserve the skin's texture like a folded paper, and it will remain even when you're not smiling."

This son-in-law really knows how to speak, Lin Wan thought to herself.

Was the awkwardness during our previous meeting and his recent silence at the airport all an act? A Ning said he had a little wild beast in his heart, not knowing whether it was the kind that goes 'howl', or the kind that goes 'meow'.

Faced with Zheng Ren's sugar-coated cannonball, Lin Wan quickly succumbed.

"Zheng Ren, I've contacted Sister Lin—the operating room is ready to use." Xie Yiren said at that moment.

"Hmm." Zheng Ren nodded.

Xie Yiren had previously worried that Zheng Ren was too nervous, his hands shaking, which would prevent the surgery from proceeding.

But looking now, Zheng Ren's condition is off the charts, incredibly strong! Only before a few of the most major surgeries have I felt this invincible aura from him.

The surgery should be very steady; as an instrument nurse, Xie Yiren has her own professional judgment.

Just say Zheng Ren's worries are completely unnecessary.

Xie Yiren glanced at her mother, seeing her face adorned with a tranquil, beautiful smile that came from the heart, clearly showing her satisfaction with Zheng Ren to the utmost degree.

Really, needless worry—Xie Yiren muttered to herself.

Arriving at Yimei Meirong Hospital, Lin JiaoJiao was already waiting outside to greet Zheng Lao Ban. Hui Jie and another woman stood by her side, looking somewhat impatient.

After parking the car, Zheng Ren hurried out and respectfully opened the passenger door.

"Zheng Lao Ban, this is..." Lin JiaoJiao knew her place; the focus would definitely be on Lin Wan.

"My name is Lin Wan, Xie Yiren's mother."

"You're really too young, Zheng Lao Ban too—you basically don't need filler surgery." Lin JiaoJiao said with a bright smile.

Soon, the two shifted the topic to the effects of yesterday's surgery.

Lin JiaoJiao proudly introduced herself alongside Lin Wan, completely unaware that in Lin Wan's eyes she was merely a negative example.

Seeing Zheng Ren walk toward the trunk, Liu Hui hurried after him, smiling and saying, "Zheng Lao Ban, hello."

"Oh, hello." Zheng Ren took out the surgical instrument case, a Zeiss microscope, and optical tweezers from the trunk.

He didn't bring Feng Xu Hui today, so he had to do all of this himself.

"Zheng Lao Ban, yesterday the Shou Bing you performed on Jiaojiao, I saw the effect, it's truly amazing! Not flattering you, you are simply a divine hand of the medical arts!" Liu Hui spared no words of praise.

Cold and aloof, distant by thousands of miles.

In Zheng Ren's view, having time to do this filler surgery is really not as good as spending a few days on appendicitis, which would make his body and mind happier.

Of course, except for the mother-in-law. As for other people, does one need to worry about a mosaic?

Hui Jie felt a little embarrassed, but having been in the jianghu for years, she showed no sign of it, standing beside Zheng Ren with a smiling face and saying, "I've started controlling my blood sugar according to your orders."

"Hmm, this is a must. Regular long-term treatment is very important for your condition."

When the topic turned to diabetes, Zheng Ren became more talkative.

"Zheng Lao Ban, I have a friend who also wants you to perform the surgery." Hui Jie said.

"No time, sorry." Zheng Ren refused without hesitation.

"Money isn't a problem." Hui Jie gave him a look, "A blank check—fill in whatever amount you want."

"Money isn't a problem." Liu Hui gave a meaningful look, "A blank check—fill in whatever amount you like."

If Su Yun were here, maybe things would be better. Too bad Su Yun has already taken Xie Ning off to a business Negotiation; all we have here is Zheng Lao Ban, hard as stone.

He didn't even glance at the blank check Liu Hui held in both hands; he just smiled and said, "It's not about money—I still have things to do on my end, please move aside."

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Zheng Ren carried a pile of equipment and followed them inside.

The woman beside Liu Hui snapped angrily and contemptuously, "Just a little doctor—do you really think you're a national-level expert?"

"Ma Jie, don't say that." Liu Hui sighed, looking with envy, jealousy, and hatred at Lin JiaoJiao and Lin Wan as they walked into the Hospital, and said, "I didn't believe it yesterday either, but look at my face—Zheng Lao Ban casually said something, I followed his treatment, and today I'm much better."

Hmph!

"You've seen the wrinkles at Lin JiaoJiao's eyes too—it's amazing. No incision, just a tiny needle prick; if we could do similar Shou Bing all over the body, we could truly turn back the clock." Liu Hui remarked sentimentally.

"Little Liu, go ahead—according to your Understanding, how much money does this Zheng Lao Ban actually want?" the woman said, unwilling to back down.

"It's not about money—I've told you that, Ma Jie." Liu Hui sighed, "I'd like to do it too, but yesterday when Zheng Lao Ban performed Shou Bing on Lin JiaoJiao, he told her the procedure wastes time, they aren't short of money, and he'll only do it twice. Sigh, Lin JiaoJiao got lucky."

"I don't believe it—saying they aren't short of money just means the amount given isn't enough." The woman's fury flared to the heavens.

Liu Hui brought Ma Jie over with a clear purpose: to test whether Zheng Lao Ban wanted to raise the price or simply refused to do this Shou Bing at all.

She thought the former was more likely, after all, lecturing brought in an income of ten billion—this was somewhat unbelievable.

Like a fairy tale.

As for Ma Jie, her husband is quite formidable. Persuade Ma Jie to come and give it a try; if it works, I can also hitch a ride on her coattails.

As for spending money, that's nothing at all!

To maintain eternal youth, pouring any amount of money into it is justified.

"Ma Jie, don't get angry yet—let's follow and take a look at the Shou Bing, see the effect." Liu Hui continued to persuade, "Actually I don't believe Zheng Lao Ban refuses to give others Shou Bing; as a doctor… you see those senior officials, they're running around doing Flying Knife procedures with great gusto."

The woman beside thought for a moment, then gave a cold laugh.

"Let's go take a look—I want to see which great deity it is, and yet someone still complains that money burns their hands!" Ma Jie said.

The two of them followed and entered the Hospital together.