cosmetic specialist

Tan Qishi is missing!

This time is my routine rounds before get off work, and patients will stay in their own wards at this time. Tan Qishi has never broken this rule.Xiao Wang and I searched all possible places, but Tan Qishi seemed to disappear without a trace, and no one saw him leave the ward.

Nurse Xiao Wang was so anxious that she almost cried. She was worried about Tan Qishi and about losing this hard-won job.

At this time, I can only calm down and bring Xiao Wang to the dean's office.

Seeing the dean listening to Xiao Wang's report with a smile, I understand that we are not responsible for this matter.Sure enough, the mysterious Tan Qishi had already left, and he left in a hurry and only informed the dean, but the dean had something to do just now, so he didn't have time to tell us.

"Xiao Li, this operation was successful, but you are still young and need more exercise. What I said last time is not because I broke my promise, but because the members of the board of directors think that the time is not yet ripe. Don't worry, I am right You have great hopes, work hard, and you will have plenty of opportunities in the future."

This old fox, I don't care about the position.The hospital was chosen because of its good business operation and excellent medical instruments, surgical and scientific research equipment.All I have to do is to concentrate on my plastic surgery, so I replied: "Since it's fine, I should get off work. I hope the dean will not introduce this kind of 'special' patient to me next time." He opened the door of the dean's office and walked out without looking back.

The feeling of gastric acid erosion reminded me again that the alarm bell has sounded, and the long-term irregular eating habits, the gastric ulcer is approaching to erupt.I covered my aching stomach and leaned against a street wall, cold sweat dripping from my brow.A shadow fell over my face.

"Doctor Li! What's wrong with you?"

I looked up and saw that the person who made the shadow was Fang Liang.

"It's okay, I'm just hungry and my stomach hurts." I have always had a strong willpower, but this morning I was nervous, and after I relaxed, my stomach hurts overwhelmingly, which is really hard to resist.

Fang Liang saw Dr. Li who was still in the hospital in white clothes in the morning, like a jade tree, who was calm in danger, half leaning against the wall in pain, with a frighteningly pale face, and hurriedly helped him up.

"There's a noodle shop over there, let's go get something to eat first." Fang Liang couldn't help but walk towards that small shop while helping me.

The hot noodle soup delivered the pills, the stomach pain was relieved a lot, and the spirit was much better.I said, "Thank you, don't call me Dr. Li outside the hospital, just call me Li Ruitong."

I looked at this man named Fang Liang in front of me. He was about the same age as me, with a mighty and vigorous figure, a neat casual T-shirt, a clean and bright face, but there were a few worried fine lines between his brows. Something is bothering me.

"Doctor Li, um, Li Ruitong, I want you to go and see my brother, he is too sick, and he is not human anymore. I begged him many times, but he refused to come out to see a doctor, saying Only Tang Qingshan can possibly know his cause of disease. Tang Qingshan disappeared two years ago, and everyone said that you will be the second Tang Qingshan, so I came to find you."

Tang Qingshan!This name keeps ringing in my ears and I don't know why so many people associate me with this guy who disappeared two years ago.The operations I performed mainly focused on facial plastic surgery, while Tang Qingshan's three surgeries already involved full-body plastic surgery.I am me, the plastic surgery doctor--Li Ruitong, and he is Tang Qingshan, even though he is a legend in the plastic surgery world, known as the master of the hand of God, I still don't like the honor of "Tang Qingshan second" .

"Fang Liang, I have to work in the afternoon, so you wait for me here at eight o'clock to see your brother."

Fang Liang's eyes lit up, he stood up abruptly and held my hand: "Great! Thank you! Thank you!"

I was surprised by his over-excitement, and calmly broke free from his powerful vajra claws, declined his kindness, and took the initiative to pay for the meal.

Fang Liang always does something that I don't expect.Now, I'm sitting in his high-end Acer SUV, and the greenery on both sides is receding rapidly.This is already in the suburbs, although Fang Liang told me that his home is a little far away, some miscellaneous thoughts flashed through my mind.It may be that the recent work is a bit stressful and I haven't had a good rest. I looked at Fang Liang who was raising the car to the racing speed, and I took a few deep breaths. The fresh and sweet plant smell relaxed my tense nerves.

"Doctor Li, you're home." Fang Liang called softly.Li Ruitong, who was sleeping peacefully next to him, had a child-like peaceful sleeping face. It was hard to imagine that he was the serious plastic surgeon who never tires of smiling.

Fang Liang stretched out his hand, stared at the angelic face, gently shook Li Ruitong's thin shoulders, and felt the tight but not thick muscles under the thin shirt.Without the backdrop of the atmosphere of the hospital, Fang Liang couldn't help hesitating when he took off the snow-white coat. Could such a young and handsome person be "Tang Qingshan Second"?

"Brother, I have invited the best plastic surgeon now, and you will be fine."

Although I had fully prepared myself for the term 'strange disease' and had seen countless strange and damaged faces, I was still stunned by this humanoid object on the bed.

Inside the house, which blocked all light, I still smelled of festered skin despite careful cleaning.The person lying on the bed is not so much a person, but a piece of rotten wood in the shape of a human being.The so-called head, like the whole body, is covered with a layer of chapped skin like old bark, with pale yellow pus oozing from the cracks.The face no longer has the original appearance of the facial features, only the two black eyes in the eye sockets can be seen, which proves that the person lying here is a living human being.

Those indifferent eyes revealed extreme despair, as if nothing in the world could arouse his interest.His joints could not bend because of the inelastic skin, so he could only lie upright.According to Fang Liang, two years ago when his brother Fang Ming fell ill, he refused to see anyone or talk to anyone other than him.

These eyes just glanced at me lightly, then looked away blankly.During the entire inspection process, Fang Ming appeared very indifferent, neither cooperating nor resisting.This is obviously a living corpse without the will to survive, but one does not know what kind of power supports him to live until now.

Walking out of the artificially lit room, Fang Liang told me in detail about his brother's condition.Two years ago, his elder brother came back from other places and brought back this strange syndrome. It first appeared from the torso. He tried various special medicines but there was no improvement.Skin grafting has also been done, but the intact new skin will also become malignant.Some treatments even intensified this skin mutation, which spread to the ends of the limbs in less than three months.In five months, the skin of the whole body has not been intact at all.

"Have you tried transplanting genetically modified in vitro cultured skin?" I asked after a long thought.

"No, will it work?" Fang Liang ignited hope when he heard this new high-tech term.