"Am I ugly?"
"No, you’re beautiful."
"Are you lying to ?"
"Absolutely not."
"Then can you help ?"
"Well... where is your guardian?"
Dr. Zhou Mo Sen, facing his patient Alexandra Daddario.
With a stern face, not a hint of lechery.
This is a normal doctor-patient interaction.
18-year-old Daddario, coming to seek help from a plastic surgeon because she feels average.
She hopes to grow up quickly.
But in the United States, you need to undergo a psychological evaluation before costic surgery.
Also, you need your guardian’s consent, aning her parents.
"Put on your clothes first."
Alexandra Daddario disregarded him and started speaking.
"I’m an actress, not very famous. So say I have potential, others say I don’t.
But I notice many girls have great figures.
You know, this is Hollywood, where beauty is never lacking."
She spoke pitifully, and of course, Zhou Mo Sen understood.
Hollywood, this chaotic place, has too many beautiful won, too competitive.
"But you’re really beautiful." Trying to encourage her.
"Thank you." The girl is quite polite, but encouragent is useless. "Older girls can pass auditions."
Here, "older" likely ans age.
"Alexandra, legally, plastic surgery requires psychological evaluation, and you need your guardian’s consent."
"I’m 18, and I can earn money!" Yes, she’s an actress.
Her driver’s license shows she’s not yet 18.
However, U.S. laws are sowhat peculiar.
is voting age, but so states stipulate.
If you’re 16 and have independent inco, it counts as adulthood.
Zhou Mo Sen isn’t a legal expert, and laws vary from state to state.
Her driver’s license shows she’s a New Yorker.
The legal details there, Zhou Mo Sen truly doesn’t know.
Yet he sees Daddario staring at him with her beautiful eyes.
"Can’t you ignore that damned psychological evaluation?"
"That would be against the rules."
Actually, Zhou Mo Sen had already figured out she didn’t want her parents to know.
But Daddario continued, "I heard you’ve done surgeries against the rules."
??
Zhou Mo Sen sensed trouble, "Who told you that?"
Who’s spreading rumors?
"You know, sotis I model and et many girls, several ntioned it."
Soone spreading unfavorable news about Monroe Clinic?
No wonder so few patients have been coming.
We’re a costic surgery clinic, though located in San Diego.
But Hollywood is definitely our most important market.
If there are negative rumors there, it’s terrible.
If Daddario hadn’t co, Zhou Mo Sen would have remained oblivious.
Seeing Zhou Mo Sen silent for a mont, Daddario grew anxious.
"Are the rumors false?"
"Of course, the rumors are..." This almost trapped Zhou Mo Sen, he suppressed the word ’true’, and said seriously:
"Of course, they’re false."
With those words, Daddario was very disappointed.
If your clinic wasn’t bending the rules, I wouldn’t even be here!
But, Zhou Mo Sen couldn’t tarnish his clinic’s reputation.
Seeing the girl’s expression, Zhou Mo Sen couldn’t help but think.
She is destined to beco a globally renowned sex symbol!
Zhou Mo Sen rembered many of her photos, especially ’True Detective’, ahem... right, she seed to have had surgery to reduce later.
Real, it truly happened.
This ans she’s just a late bloor.
So, is it possible to try a special ’treatnt plan’?
As he was thinking, Daddario dressed and stood up.
"Forget it, I won’t force you."
Her words were filled with disappointnt and helplessness.
"Wait." Zhou Mo Sen grabbed the girl’s hand.
Daddario turned back and started crying.
Large teardrops poured from her incredibly beautiful eyes.
Sliding down her cheeks to her chin, then dripping onto her collarbone.
Zhou Mo Sen felt his heart ache watching.
Imdiately blurted out, "I have a way!"
"Really?" The girl instantly beca cheerful.
Zhou Mo Sen regretted, but then thought.
Daddario’s fa seems to have happened after 2010.
Now it’s 2003, aning this girl probably has faced many obstacles recently.
Her body anxiety is understandable.
Let’s help her.
"I’m Chinese, and we have so traditional redies for certain ailnts, you know?"
Redies? Zhou Mo Sen used Mandarin.
The appearance of this term piqued Daddario’s curiosity.
Zhou Mo Sen continued explaining, "Simply put, it’s an unimaginable treatnt. For instance, a toothache can be cured with a single peppercorn, which is much better than spending a fortune."
Daddario’s eyes brightened upon hearing this.
Actually, Zhou Mo Sen planned to use the ’placebo effect’!
To put it plainly, just fool her.
Make her believe a certain drug works, and that’s enough.
But...
"Is it oral dicine? Those are all hormones."
Zhou Mo Sen was surprised... this girl knows her stuff!
Wanting to create waves from a calm sea.
dication is also a thod.
But, oral dications are basically all hormones.
The lightest side effect is getting fat.
Let’s clarify, our goal is to have no cavities... no wait!
It’s to have slender and fruitful branches.
In other words, if oral dication worked,
who would still opt for surgery?
Looks like Daddario is indeed very anxious about her body image.
So, she probably studied a lot on her own.
No worries, keep bluffing!
"It’s not oral, it’s an injection dicine. I ca up with a secret redy, but don’t think about knowing it." This guy’s quite mysterious, "Also, have you heard of the Hand Shaoyin Lung ridian?"
Hand what? What?
(hand-young-night-lungs(bloodvessel)
Alexandra Daddario was completely at a loss.
Zhou Mo Sen looked at her clear eyes... good.
"Co, with now."
"What?"
"Shout."
"Shout?"
Ah!!~~
After Zhou Mo Sen finished talking, he started shouting, even while sitting.
Daddario understood, so she followed him in shouting.
With that shout...
Ah~~~~
Kept on shouting, and Zhou Mo Sen even used his fingers to conduct.
Daddario had to muster all her strength, as a result...
"I can’t, can’t keep going..." Huff, huff~
Zhou Mo Sen looked at Daddario’s face.
Out of breath!
The girl felt quite embarrassed, as she was just dizzy.
"You know why this happened?"
"Why?"
"What do you need to shout?"
"This..."
"You need air."
"Yes, yes."
"Where does the air co from?"
"Where from?"
"Dummy! The lungs!"
"Right!"
"So, where are the lungs?"
With her face flushed, Daddario pointed with both hands, imdiately opening her mouth wide.
"I get it!"
Zhou Mo Sen looked at her increasingly clear eyes... very good.
"Your breath isn’t enough, indicating blocked ridians. Blocked ridians lead to poor circulation of qi and blood, which naturally affects developnt."
???
Daddario couldn’t understand, but she was greatly amazed.
anwhile, Zhou Mo Sen was laughing internally.
"This is my treatnt proposal: the dication, which I developed myself, needs to be injected into the affected area. Then, I’ll teach you a set of hand ’exercises.’"
As he spoke, Zhou Mo Sen kept moving his hands.
Daddario watched for a while and couldn’t help but ask, "Dr. Zhou, why does this feel like ’Naruto?’"
Sure enough, even in the United States, they watch East Japan animations.
But they absolutely don’t watch our Spring Festival Gala.
Zhou Mo Sen was not fazed and even tapped the girl’s head.
"What do you know? They copied us Chinese!"
"Oh, I see." The girl suddenly understood.
"Want to show you the real origin of these hand signs?"
"No need, no need, I trust Dr. Zhou completely."
At this mont, Daddario fully trusted Zhou Mo Sen.
Fallen for it, tricked.
Can’t rush it either.
Only Zhou Mo Sen said: "You first learn this hand ’exercise,’ then go back and think it over before making a decision. You should know that my dicine hasn’t been FDA approved."
As soon as he said this, how could Daddario wait?
"Dr. Zhou, I totally trust you! Inject it now!"
Well... Zhou Mo Sen looked troubled.
"Think it over before you decide."
"I’ve thought it over!"
"You still need to learn this ’exercise’ first."
"I learn things really fast!"
"But the FDA..."
"I swear to God, I will keep it a secret!"
See the girl’s determined yet clear eyes.
Zhou Mo Sen reluctantly agreed, "I have to ntion one last thing; the effect varies for each person, it might take six months to see results, or even a year for so."
"I can wait!" Daddario just wanted the injection now, and asked: "How many tis does it need to be injected?"
"Co over once a week."
"Okay!"
At this mont, hope flashed in the girl’s eyes.
Zhou Mo Sen went to prepare the dicine, and for him... it’s really hard not to laugh.
And the dicine... physiological saline!
But when Zhou Mo Sen returned, an unexpected situation arose.
Only to see Daddario blushing and saying, "Can it be done without leaving a needle mark? I still have modeling work, when girls are together..."
As she spoke towards the end, her voice was as small as a mosquito’s.
She didn’t want to be seen as that kind of person.
Luckily, leaving no needle mark wasn’t a problem for Zhou Mo Sen.
But the injection site would be quite specific then.
"That spot is a bit painful."
"I can handle it!"
Seems like, she knew the injection site too...
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