I made a fortune from plastic surgery

The consultation room was very warm, and the warm air was constantly blowing on the zombie's shoulders. The smell of disinfectant was amplified by the warm air, making its nose itchy.

The torn blue plaid shirt worn by the zombie who came to see the doctor did not know how long it was, and the cuffs were worn out to the point of falling off.

A man was sitting on a work chair, with a pair of gold-rimmed glasses on his straight nose, covering the slightly raised corners of his eyes.

The plaid shirt zombie took another peek, and saw that the doctor's lips were too plump, the lip color was lighter than that of ordinary zombies, and his complexion was a little fairer. In the eyes of zombies, he was a pure beauty.

It's just that his eyebrows are slightly furrowed, and he looks a little tired.

"Does the guest have any needs?" The doctor's tone was soft and calm, and most of the restlessness of the plaid shirt zombie disappeared.

Even so, the zombie in the plaid shirt still didn't look straight at Liu Jun, and slowly took out a crumpled leaflet from the blue plaid shirt, and pointed to an item on it to Liu Jun-the beautiful bridge of the nose is made by you. Rib achievement, perfect rib nose, you deserve it.

Liu Jun glanced at the leaflet from the corner of his eye and asked, "The customer wants to make this?"

The leaflet looks like an old thing. The woman in it has a big wave, with her finger on the bridge of her nose, her face is full of satisfaction and amazement.

The zombie pointed at his collapsed nose again, and roared a few times emotionally.

Liu Jun crossed his fingers on his chest, and continued to calm the plaid shirt zombie: "This operation has a high risk factor, and the client must be fully prepared."

Hearing the flesh on the plaid shirt zombie's face tremble, he had heard from other zombies before coming here that this doctor, as the boss of zombies in the north, not only has superb plastic surgery skills.

What is more famous is his operation fee, which is higher and higher every time, constantly refreshing the zombie's perception of him, and they all agree that this zombie boss is definitely in the eyes of money.

What's even weirder is that the boss's surgery fee is nothing but some junk that the zombies consider useless.

What kind of bottles and jars filled with small pieces, what smelly biscuits and what colorful clothes...

It's just something that some zombies don't like.

Hearing the beautiful doctor's words, the zombie in plaid shirt was glad that he had been prepared, and bent over to toss the sack still covered with snow particles, and there was a crooked trail behind the sack.

The sack contained things that the plaid shirt zombie had collected in the past month. It picked up a "big treasure" yesterday.

Seeing the zombie's movements, Liu Jun narrowed his eyes slightly. From the moment the zombie entered the door, Liu Jun was attracted by the sack. The sack seemed to be able to hold a lot of things, and it seemed to be a big deal.

Liu Jun restrained his extroverted emotions, coughed lightly to interrupt the blue grid zombie's movement, took out a pair of white rubber gloves from the medical box, lifted the mask up, stood up and walked in front of the plaid shirt zombie, "Guest, please Come my way."

The zombie in the plaid shirt raised his head slightly, feeling a pair of gentle hands from the forehead to the brow bone to the jaw... as if making a clay sculpture, carefully looking for flaws on the zombie's face in the plaid shirt.

The zombie opened his eyes expectantly, saw the frown between Liu Jun's brows, and cursed secretly.

Sure enough, Liu Jun took off his gloves, looked at Plaid Shirt's restless expression and said, "Guest, your facial condition is not optimistic. The biggest problem is not your nose bridge, but your eyes."

Liu Jun's words made the zombie subconsciously cover his left eye and lower his head.

Its left eye was black, and there was nothing inside. It was often excluded by its kind because only the right eyeball fell in the eye socket. It could only follow the zombies alone to prevent it from being separated from the large army.

"I have a way."

The plaid-shirted zombie suddenly raised its head, and its other intact eye stared at Liu Jun.

"I see that the guests are unfamiliar faces. I may not know that there are many customers with eye defects like you." Liu Jun pressed the disinfectant alcohol beside him casually, and the coolness slowly spread from his fingertips.

"A few days ago, I researched a new plastic surgery project, which happens to be the eye suture surgery that the customers have entrusted for a long time. On the basis of the rib nose that you requested, I recommend you to add another eye suture surgery project, once and for all .”

The zombie growled a few times, and asked Liu Jun what the price of the project was.

Liu Jun gently shook his hands to confirm that the alcohol had evaporated completely, and took out a list of plastic surgery items from under the table and put it in front of the plaid shirt zombie.

Dozens of projects, large and small, are listed on it, and the prices behind it make zombies tremble.

It gestured with trembling hands, its eager eyes were mixed with trembling, and it cautiously growled a few times.

"Guest, you are joking." Liu Jun shook his head and rejected the zombie's offer, "As you said, the price of my plastic surgery project here is indeed a bit expensive, but it is definitely worth the money, and it will not leave any sequelae, so you don't have to worry about it. Worry about the future, beautiful life."

These words made the zombie who was still hesitating very excited, it was always staring at the plastic surgery list in front of it.

In order to make it feel at ease, Liu Jun specially said: "And I have never received any complaints or bad reviews from customers. In addition, our after-sales service is also famous here, so customers can rest assured."

"Plus you are a new customer, I can give you a discount..."

Before Liu Jun finished speaking, the zombie's blue fingers slapped onto the list, which happened to be the eye suture surgery recommended by Liu Jun, but there was no price tag behind it.

Liu Jun raised his graceful eyebrows lightly, resting his chin with one hand, and tapping the other hand slowly on the table. The blood vessels on the back of his pale hand undulated slightly with the tapping: "The guest is the first patient of this project, why don't you just open your mouth?" Say a price?"

The plaid shirt zombie glanced at the prices of other items above, licked his chapped lips, and roared tentatively. After speaking, his eyes rolled in their sockets, and secretly looked at Liu Jun's expression.

There was no fluctuation on Liu Jun's face, and he couldn't see anything. He looked at it as a shame, and the zombie was slightly ashamed. Did it offer too little?

He reported the number in a low voice.

Liu Jun glanced at the bulging sack from the corner of his eye, shook his head slightly at the zombie, and rejected its offer again: "I'm afraid it won't work."

The zombie clenched the mouth of the sack in his hand, and added a few things that Liu Jun liked.

"It's okay, but the price the customer said is only enough to make a rib nose, how about..."

The plaid-shirt zombie panicked, and sure enough, Liu Jun's next words made it shudder.

"Guests, you can come again next time, and I will give you a discount."

You must know that in order to come to this building for plastic surgery, a zombie not only collected "trash" for nearly a month, but also made an appointment half a month in advance, and then look at the crowd of zombies waiting outside the building, it will be its turn next time At least half a month later.

The plaid shirt zombie stood up suddenly, Liu Jun's eyelids twitched, and his fingers that kept tapping stopped, a little guard was hidden deep in his eyes.

I saw it untie the rope on the sack, and take things out one by one. Every time it took out one thing, the guard in Liu Jun's eyes became less guarded, and his eyes softened again.

When the zombies stopped, there was still more than half of the stuff in the sack, and there were some foods on the table, including snacks like potato chips, milk-flavored biscuits, and seaweed rolls, as well as a few compressed biscuits.

Liu Jun casually picked up a pack of potato chips in a blue package, the date on which had been stuck a few years ago, Liu Jun's face turned subtle for a moment, obviously he had some complaints about what was in front of him.

Before Liu Jun could refuse again, the zombie in plaid shirt dragged the sack pitifully in front of Liu Jun, motioned Liu Jun to look inside, and growled with grievances.

This is the human corpse it just dug out from the snowdrift this morning. Hearing that Liu Jun has a hobby of collecting corpses, he deliberately kept them until now, and this is the only thing left.

Liu Jun pretended not to care and glanced lightly at the things in the sack, a little amazement settled in his eyes, what a handsome face.

The contours of the face are very smooth, and the facial features are beautifully spread out on the face, which is very upright.

It is very suitable for the new project that Liu Jun will develop, and Liu Jun is moved.

The zombie couldn't figure out Liu Jun's expression, so he hurriedly asked Liu Jun if this was enough.

Unexpectedly, Liu Jun answered the question and said: "Besides the guest, have you seen this corpse, have you seen any other zombies?"

There are three zombie bosses in this area of ​​Lucheng, and they usually live in peace, while Liu Jun is in charge of the northern area.

It's just that the boss in the south is called Lu Jiuheng. He is a perverted zombie who likes handsome faces. He often cuts off the faces of handsome men and sticks them on his own face, as if this can cover his ugly face and turn him into a beautiful human being.

Looking at the handsome and attractive face in the sack, Liu Jun was inexplicably irritable. If Lu Jiuheng knew that he had such a perfect face, he might come to harass him every few days.

He didn't want to tear himself apart with Lu Jiuheng. Taking this corpse meant that Liu Jun might get into big trouble.

But Liu Jun liked the face in the sack so much, it would be a pity if it got into the stomach of a zombie.

Liu Jun frowned slightly again, and the zombies waiting for Liu Jun's response were dumbfounded, thinking that Liu Jun was not satisfied with all of his wealth, the eyeball in his right eye rolled, the corner of his mouth twitched, and wept loudly.

Liu Jun: "..."

"Guests don't worry, I've accepted this order, please move to the operating room."

After arranging the zombies in plaid shirts, Liu Jun called out a zombie in a white suit with a name tag pinned to his chest: 031.

Liu Jun pointed to the sack on the ground, and assigned it a task: "Go and put this in the plastic surgery laboratory, handle it carefully, and don't touch your face."

The zombie numbered 031 had been trained before his death. He was tall and powerful. After hearing Liu Jun's request, he immediately stood up and roared loudly.

Liu Jun's ears were a little ringing from the noise, he waved his hand to let 031 carry the corpse out, and turned around to go to the operation preparation room on the second floor.

The preparations for surgery on zombies are much simpler than those on humans, and there is no need for drugs such as anesthesia and antibiotics, which saves a lot of trouble.

A disposable blue surgical gown was put on Liu Jun. He glanced at the tools on the surgical rack, and after confirming that they were correct, he walked into the operating room.

At the same time, the red light "in operation" at the door of the operating room also turned on.

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