Chapter 2372: 2377.2291 Coffee Enema

2377.2291 Coffee Enema

"I sometimes look in the group, and now the nonsense has blossomed." Su Yun walked and said disdainfully: "What, one enema expels eight catties of fecal matter, losing five catties, that sort of thing."

"Huh? In the group?" Zheng Ren asked doubtfully.

"Not everyone is like you, only the work group. Life, life, you get it?" Su Yun retorted.

"..."

Zheng Ren fell silent.

"Yun Ge'er, does it work?" Lin Yuan asked, "Is it really?"

"Hey, you medical science PhD, grow a brain, okay."

"A few days ago I saw them say that when Diana was alive, she had to do an enema twice a day, morning and night." Lin Yuan had already gotten used to communicating with Su Yun.

She laughed and said, completely ignoring Su Yun's tone and the barbs in her words.

"You believed it?"

"If it were someone else, I might check it out. But Princess Diana had severe eating disorders; if she did enemas twice a day, she'd have been dead long before the car accident." Lin Yuan said.

"Yeah, like Song Meiling doing enemas every day for longevity and beauty—these people will say anything." Su Yun sighed.

"Is that also fake?"

"It's said that Wang Feng recorded in his book *Beauty and Sorrow—Song Meiling* that Song Meiling started doing regular enemas from a young age, and Chiang Kai-shek knew about it but kept silent, never mentioning it in his diary." Su Yun laughed.

"How about that—just one sentence, doesn't it sound like an online scammer? First bury the most verifiable theory, then say whatever you want, anyway you can't find any proof." Su Yun said.

"Have you read this book?" Zheng Ren asked.

"No." Su Yun could spout nonsense to others, but she wouldn't dare talk nonsense to her own boss like that, fearing instant embarrassment, "Just hearing that one sentence tells me it's not credible."

"I've read it, it says coffee enema." Zheng Ren said, "Not mentioning Mr. Wang Feng's claim, just looking at the facts, I think its credibility really isn't high. The earliest record of coffee is 1,500 years ago by Ethiopian herders, but many books on coffee enemas claim ancient Rome had records 2,000 years ago."

"Does it actually work?" As soon as weight loss or beauty came up, Lin Yuan's intelligence plummeted, no different from other girls.

But she still kept a bottom line, at least she knew to ask Boss Zheng.

"I don't know if it works. However, according to the sources I can find, coffee enemas were first used in World War I due to lack of anesthetics; the German army used them during surgery to ease patients' pain because they have analgesic effects." Zheng Ren remained cautious even when gossiping.

"Later it was used for beauty, no idea how that came about." Su Yun said, "I think it's probably like using fever reducers for children, retaining the enema to absorb caffeine through the intestinal mucosa. But beauty? That makes no sense."

"Never mind that, let's go take a look." Zheng Ren strode toward the operating room.

"Actually speaking of weight loss, it's still that old saying—nothing more than watch your mouth and move your legs.

But most people can't do that, so they try so-called lazy weight‑loss methods to get thin. People have a metabolic balance; as long as daily caloric intake is less than expenditure, they'll gradually lose weight." Lin Yuan concluded.

"Don't mention the coffee enema to your older sister Yue." Su Yun warned.

"Oh, got it." Lin Yuan hehe laughed.

Arriving at the operating room door, Zheng Ren saw Feng Jianguo just about to go in.

"Feng Ge!" Zheng Ren greeted.

"Yo, Boss Zheng, you have time today?" Feng Jianguo saw Boss Zheng also about to change clothes, so he asked with a laugh.

"Yeah, came to check on the emergency you just admitted." Zheng Ren didn't hide it, saying directly: "How did you end up on the table?"

"The Inpatient Chief said laparoscopic view of abdominal adhesions is severe, considering surgery and a second‑stage anastomosis." Feng Jianguo said, "I'll go have a look; if conditions allow, I'll try to avoid a second operation."

"Did you examine the patient below? What's going on exactly?" Zheng Ren asked.

"They said they were doing a detox enema at a beauty salon, and on the ninth or tenth time, after finishing they went home and started having stomach pain, endured it a while, today they couldn't take it anymore." Feng Jianguo said, "Abdominal CT shows a problem. An upright abdominal fluoroscopy showed a patch of gas; preliminarily we suspect intestinal perforation."

Zheng Ren nodded, walked into the changing room to change clothes.

"Boss Zheng, you've been getting busier lately." Feng Jianguo said.

"Yeah, can't help it." Zheng Ren said, "Lots of surgeries, Fugui'er can barely get her meals each day."

"Boss Zheng, let me ask—how big is the hope for the Nobel Prize?" Feng Jianguo gossiped.

"Who knows? Tomorrow Dr. Mei Ha'er will come to the operating room; I'll ask him then." Zheng Ren smiled and said.

Feng Jianguo didn't add anything else; saying such things, even the chance of getting it in the first year is slim, let alone ten or eight years—still lucky.

He mainly worried that Boss Zheng, young as he is, had gotten a Nobel nomination and was indulging in fantasies. But seeing Boss Zheng's calm expression, no anxiety when the Nobel Prize was mentioned, he relaxed.

"I think this patient will definitely need a second‑stage operation." Feng Jianguo shifted the topic, "The small intestine can be anastomosed, the ascending colon maybe depending on the situation, but the descending colon and rectum just won't work. You say what's going on in there—we don't know anything, the Inpatient Chief said laparoscopy basically has no view."

The colon absorbs water and forms feces; generally speaking, that's its function. The closer to the anus, the higher the bacterial count.

Although the patient kept doing enemas, the intestinal flora might differ from normal people. But after dragging it out at home for so long, the area around the rupture is heavily adhered and edematous, making suturing very difficult.

However, we haven't seen the patient's condition yet, and Zheng Ren hasn't gone to the System Operating Room; he's preparing to look and then decide.

After changing clothes, Lin Yuan's side was a bit slower, but Zheng Ren didn't wait; he and Feng Jianguo headed straight for the operating room.

Walking and chatting a bit, they arrived at the operating room and saw Quan Xiaocao disinfecting.

"Xiao Cao, long time no see, you look thinner again." Su Yun laughed and said.

"Yun Ge'er..." Quan Xiaocao looked at her somewhat poor complexion and sighed.

【51> "Feeling nauseous again?" Su Yun asked.

"You find it disgusting again?" Su Yun asked.

Quan Xiaocao nodded.

"Stop doing that, come join me, how about that?" Su Yun said half-jokingly, half-seriously.

Quan Xiaocao did not dare to answer, lowered head to disinfect.