Under the instigation of doctors and sales, 29-year-old Bonnie decided to use one-quarter of her savings to grind her bones and face. She never expected that the journey of becoming beautiful was actually a complete nightmare - after the operation of
, her pain was unbearable and her face was swollen like a pig's head. After finally relieving the swelling, I found that the sides of my face were extremely asymmetric. I took a ruler and measured it, and it was seven millimeters away.
When Bonnie finally found a Korean doctor who was willing to perform repair surgery for her, she discovered a more terrifying dark side - The resume of this Korean doctor was exactly the same as that of her surgeon in China...
Insomnia, alopecia areata , depression, despair, Bonnie once thought about committing suicide, but in the end decided to fight the chaos in the industry.
The following is Bonnie's self-report.
narrator｜Bonnie
editor｜Dreams Candy
"Girls have high cheekbones, and they don't need a knife"
29 years old, I decided to have a major surgery on my face - to peel the plate of my big face.
In fact, I didn't plan to make such a big change, but I couldn't stand the lobbying of sales. Every time I go to a beauty salon for maintenance, they always whisper in my ears:
"Girls have high cheekbones, but they don't need a knife!"
"The whole cheekbones can make people look younger. Isn't this popular in today's society?"
"Do you want to find a boyfriend? After this surgery, finding a boyfriend can increase a level."
I didn't believe in these things. Doesn't marriage and love mainly depend on fate? But after their various brainwashings, an expectation gradually emerged in my heart: How great would it be if it could become more beautiful through surgery!
I made up my mind, but I was not in a hurry to have an operation. I was preparing for it in a while. After two or three years, I fell in love with a surgeon. information shows that he is experienced, trustworthy, and has many successful cases. Under the double instigation of doctors and sales, I paid the full amount on the spot - a quarter of my deposit.
At that time, I didn't know what price I would pay for it.
The project I did was to push the cheekbones inwardly, and mandibular angle eliminate, which is the legendary bone grinding and face-cutting. On the day of the operation, I went to the hospital alone. I paid the money, took blood, and had a physical examination, and the surgery was arranged on the same day. This is the characteristic of private hospital . I try my best to shorten the process, for fear that a link will slow down, and the customer will run away.
Operating room is much smaller than expected, and various instruments are placed in scattered, giving people a very messy feeling. When I was lying in bed waiting for anesthesia, I actually regretted it: What if something happens to happen to me if something happens to me?
But then I thought about it and asked for it, I paid the money, and the physical examination was over. I just had a short kick. Now I regret it, which wasted both time and money. Why bother?
In the midst of huge entanglement, my consciousness was seized by anesthetics. I felt something cold touching my cheek, and the communication between the doctor and the nurse became less and less... When I opened my eyes again, it was already two hours later.
I feel like I am lying in ICU, my head wrapped like a rice dumpling, with a tube stuck in my body, and the machine beside the bed rumbled. A nurse stood beside me, and the lines on the monitor were constantly undulating. I don't know what my face looks like, but I just feel swollen and painful, and my skin is so swollen that it seems to explode.
staff may have seen more of the world, and they are obviously much calmer than me. At two o'clock in the morning, the doctor came over to inform me that the surveillance period had passed and I was safe and could go home by myself.
"Your face is asymmetric"
Recovery after surgery is even more painful than I thought. I feel my face getting bigger and bigger, swollen, and I am frightened every day, not knowing what to do. Sometimes I accidentally see myself in the mirror, and the swollen face is really terrible. I had to look away and try to recall what I used to be.
I was so scared that I could only search online to see if I was infected. As a result, all the cases of plastic surgery failed, various photos and bloody history. The more I read it, the more I become scared, and the more I regret it.
I cry every day, and while crying, I was afraid that tears and exaggerated expressions would not be good for the wounds, so I dared not cry too thoroughly. Friends were afraid that I would not be able to think about it, so they tried every means to comfort me: "If you want to become beautiful, you will become a ghost first."
This sentence really comforted me. I began to paralyze myself: this pain and even ugliness are a necessary process. However, when the 34th day after the operation, the face began to slowly swell, new problems arose.
When I stroked my face with my hands, I obviously felt that the bones on both sides of the jaw angle were asymmetric, and it was obvious that one side was larger and the other was smaller.
I immediately went to Grade A hospital for for CT, and the result proved that the operation did fail. It was supposed to push the cheekbones inward, but it turned outward, and the cheekbones were bulging more than before. error is seven millimeters, but how big is my face!
The moment I got the results in the hospital, my chest tightened. The hope of "becoming a ghost first, then becoming a human" was also shattered.
I went to the hospital to communicate with the surgeon. I have always trusted him very much and believe that he will give me an explanation. But what made me desperate was that the doctor did not admit that the operation failed. After seeing the CT scan, he told me expressionlessly: "Your face is asymmetric." The salesperson also asked: "You have to trust the doctor! Do you understand better than the doctor?"
They even pushed the problem to myself, "Do you know? Your mentality is not suitable for this surgery! You must know that you are like this, we would not have done the surgery for you at the beginning."
I spent a quarter of my savings for this surgery, totaling more than 80,000 yuan. The operation failed and my face was ruined. But now the hospital told me that it was my bad mentality. I stared at them, gritted my teeth, and couldn't speak a word.
Later, these two people were unwilling to pay attention to me and directly pushed me to a post-operative housekeeper, but the housekeeper had no intention of dealing with my problem at all. He would not apologize or compensate.
When I got home, I pulled the curtains and sat alone on the bed crying. I regret it so much that my intestines are almost green. It shouldn't be done, I shouldn't have had this surgery.
"I want to die with the surgeon"
I have insomnia again.
I was lying in bed, without any sleepiness, and could only wait for dawn with difficulty. This is the case every day. I can’t sleep until very late, and I wake up early the next day. Opening my eyes and looking at the ceiling, the window was dark outside, and the silence in the room was almost breathless.
When I can’t sleep, I always take out photos of myself before plastic surgery and observe my face over and over again. Before, I always felt that my face was not perfect enough. Before posting to my friends, I would definitely Pinch my cheekbones down and my jaws closed. But now it seems that even those photos that have never been p-ed are natural and I can accept them.
So I had to ask myself over and over again: Why bother? Why should I?
Anxiety and regret made my body and mental state light red. I reached out and touched the top of my head. The abrupt touch I felt was gradually getting used to - regret, stress and depression, which made me feel alopecia areata in my twenties.
I used to be a person who likes to joke about myself, and I can laugh at the excessive jokes.But after the failure of plastic surgery, my personality changed drastically. My friends' unauthorized words "Why is my face swollen?" could instantly make me collapse.
I even had the idea of committing suicide and completely lost the courage to live , but I couldn't help but worry, what should my parents do after I left? They don’t know what I have experienced in their hometown, and I don’t want them to share my suffering.
Through the Internet, I met some friends with the same experience. Everyone shared their experiences and their experience in protecting their rights after the failure of plastic surgery, and comforted and cheered each other. It was also at that time that I realized that the domestic plastic surgery market was so overgrown and of different quality.
A sister said that she asked a doctor from a Grade A hospital to repair the bone fracture. The doctor just took off the previous nail and replaced it with a new one, but did not help her repair it at all. It's so ridiculous that it's unbelievable, but that's the truth.
There is another girl who has all her teeth fallen off after plastic surgery, and the injury test result is disability. After winning the lawsuit with the hospital, she only received the surgical fee. Her family completely disbanded, and her mental state became worse and worse. She was depressed for a whole year. She was so angry that she took the high-speed train to Shanghai to find her surgeon alone, hoping to die with the other party.
Before leaving, she told me that she had explained her funeral.
That day, I made a lot of calls to her, but no one answered her. After get off work, I did not go to the hospital where she defended her rights, but instead went directly to the police station closest to the hospital by estimating the time. She was indeed locked up there.
She refused to communicate with the police and kept shouting that she wanted to die with the surgeon. The police told me that they really couldn't handle such a situation and had to take her to the hospital for treatment first. I thought the police were going to take them out for injury tests and deal with plastic surgery related matters, but more than ten minutes later, the car from Huangpu District Mental Health Center was parked at the door.
A decent woman was ruined by an unscrupulous plastic surgery agency for her whole life. But apart from us patients, many people may think that she is "being self-inflicted". In addition to empathizing with
, encouragement and mutual assistance are always flowing among this group.
There was a guy who had the same operation as me. After the failure, it repaired four times and finally improved. He helped me a lot and taught me how to choose a doctor, how to view CT, and even how to do three-dimensional modeling. On my most desperate days, he kept comforting me and saying, "Don't be discouraged, there will be a way to fix it."
Among the patients I know, the cases of successful rights protection are very small, but this state of warmth in groups makes me feel that I am not fighting alone.
With the encouragement of my patients, my long-silent heart was illuminated again. I made up my mind to have a repair surgery.
Everything will be fine
Sometimes, the story of life may be even more exciting than a movie.
In order to remedy the failure of the surgery, I looked for a repair doctor everywhere. No one in China was willing to answer, so I went to South Korea to find it. The result was even more incredible. I found that the Korean doctor I found, the information and past cases, were exactly the same as the surgeon I had before!
After repeated verification, my guess was finally confirmed: My surgeon is a complete liar! He stole the case of a Korean doctor, pretended to be a senior doctor, and deceived the patient's trust. My accident was not an accident at all, but a doomed failure.
In fact, I have calmed down a lot when I got to this point. I am becoming more and more aware of what I am going to do next.
I spent a long time looking for evidence of his consumption fraud and handed it over to Industrial and Commercial Bureau . After everything was done, I boarded the plane to South Korea and started my first repair surgery. No matter what, I can't punish myself with other people's mistakes.During the days when
recovery, I often ask myself some questions:
My failure means plastic surgery is a bad thing?
My heart tells me that it is not the case.
I was born in a rural area of Henan Province. I was not beautiful since I was a child and I was not ugly. I am the kind of girl that no one would notice. As a left-behind child, my behavior when I was a child was once very neutral. No one has ever told me what women look like and how women can show their beauty.
Later I went to college, and I often worked as a part-time model because of my height advantage. In such a beautiful environment, I often feel inferior because of my appearance. It was not until I followed the trend and got my double eyelids that I regained some confidence.
can not be overwhelmed by trends and stick to yourself, which is of course worthy of praise. But like me, it is understandable that I want to become a beauty under social standards through plastic surgery. It is just like putting on makeup and dressing, it is just a way for us to please ourselves.
So since there is nothing wrong with plastic surgery itself, why do we have to endure such great misfortune?
I once complained to the doctor and scolded the hospital, but now I understand that this is not just a problem with an institution. Of course, there are also good plastic surgery hospitals and doctors in China. , but the huge profits in this industry have attracted too many gold diggers. The bubble has already begun, but the standards are not clear, and the regulatory intensity needs to be strengthened urgently. The ugly scars on our faces are evidence of the barbaric development of the industry.
It is not a shame to become beautiful through plastic surgery. But after this, I sincerely hope that all friends must be very cautious before making decisions.
Because before this industry cannot give consumers a sense of security, there is only a line between becoming beautiful and becoming a "ghost".
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Article is reproduced from Beijing Youth x Liangzi Interview Record official account of the same name
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