"Where are you going to eat tonight?" Xiao Yiren asked with some reluctance when she saw Zheng Ren received the WeChat message and looked at the time again.
Because they were not gathering among themselves, Xie Yi and Chang Yue did not follow. Although I still want to go shopping, it’s getting late and I should start.
"It's said to be in a hotel across from Hujialou. It has no appearance and no signboard." Zheng Ren said.
"It's Japanese food." Xie Yiren said: "His Japanese food is quite good, and the sake is said to be good too. I don't drink, so I don't understand it."
Zheng Ren recalled the time when he and Xiao Yiren were eating Japanese food in Haicheng. The two of them drank less than half a bottle of sake, and she became drunk.
Smirking inwardly.
But Xiao Yiren knows where it is, which is the best.
"The friend of the owner of that shop opened an izakaya next door... It's more appropriate to call it a bar. It's relatively quiet and suitable for chatting after dinner. However, I don't think it's suitable for you. Come back early after dinner." Yiren warned.
Zheng Ren nodded vigorously.
Get in the car and drive all the way to Hujialou. There were a lot of cars on the road and it was impossible to drive at a high speed. Zheng Ren was not in a hurry. In fact, deep down, he still didn't like many people eating together, especially seeing Zhao Yunlong.
After returning from the front line, Zheng Ren and Su Yun had a tacit understanding and never mentioned Zhao Yunlong. When they left Rongcheng at the airport that day, they saw Zhao Yunlong packing up the belongings of his fallen comrades. Zheng Ren and Su Yun had been running away from him.
You should think about unhappy things as little as possible, so that your life will become better. Zheng Ren did this subconsciously.
When they arrived at Hujialou, Xiao Yiren took Zheng Ren to the hotel with familiarity, told him where to enter, and then left.
Watching the red Volvo disappear from sight, Zheng Rencai entered the hotel with a sense of loss.
The restaurant is located in a hotel and there is no signboard yet. People from big cities are really good at it, Zheng Ren thought to himself. In Haicheng, this is absolutely impossible.
Arriving at the room Su Yun told him, Zheng Ren opened the door and went in.
Zhao Yunlong, Fang Lin, and Su Yun have all arrived and are sitting cross-legged at the table, chatting about something.
Seeing Zheng Ren come in, Fang Lin stood up enthusiastically and greeted him.
"Mr. Zheng, you can find it. I even said I would go down to pick you up." Fang Lin said with a smile.
"Yiren was here before, she brought me here."
"What do you think I'm talking about?" Su Yun glanced at Zhao Yunlong and Fang Lin, and said disdainfully: "I'll be fined for drinking in a while."
Zhao Yunlong looked rather haggard. He didn't have the fierce and powerful aura he had when he first came to the imperial capital, but he was much calmer.
Zheng Ren just smiled and said hello to Zhao Yunlong. After sitting down, while waiting for the food to be served, we started chatting. As for why Zhao Yunlong is so haggard and where he has been recently, these are topics that everyone deliberately avoids.
Su Yun was only interested in drinking, and it seemed that Zhao Yunlong was also here to get drunk.
Get drunk today and wake up tomorrow still a good man.
But Fang Lin was miserable.
Zheng Ren didn't drink. Everyone present knew that, and no one forced Zheng Ren to drink. But Fang Lin can drink a lot, and his drinking capacity is much worse than that of Su Yun, even Zhao Yunlong.
A bottle of sake was placed by the table, and Su Yun poured himself a glass.
After the wine went into his throat, looking at the rich and wonderful expression on his face, Zheng Ren suspected that the peak of this guy's life would only be at the wine table, and definitely not at the Nobel Prize award ceremony.
Fang Lin said distressedly: "I only have this bottle, no more will be enough."
"Coward, the worst thing you can do is vomit. You'll get used to vomiting." Su Yun despised Fang Lin.
"It's very uncomfortable. There will be twelve thoracoscopes tomorrow." Fang Lin was distressed.
The number of surgeries on 9-12 returned to normal as those who went to the front line returned. This was just the segmentectomy performed by Fang Lin's group. The amount of surgery for the entire chest was frighteningly large.
"Don't worry, it's okay." Su Yun said with a smile.
Seeing his smile, Zheng Ren felt that Fang Lin was in trouble.
“When you drink too much, your body sends danger signals to your brain, which then activates the area of the brain responsible for vomiting and sets your body into emergency mode.
Then the face starts to turn pale, because all the blood in the face will flow to the stomach. Blood pressure begins to drop, heartbeat slows down, and saliva begins to be secreted in large amounts. "
Usually, if you vomit, you just vomit, but Su Yun described vomiting in such detail. If a few ordinary people were seated, they would definitely not be able to bear it.
But the four people at the table are all elites in clinical medicine. Who would feel uncomfortable with these words when they are the kind of people who can feed a general teacher
"Millions of tiny receptors in the stomach constantly monitor the stomach contents, and then the brain will obtain the information and process it into your senses." Zhao Yunlong added on the side.
Zhao Yunlong, who was usually very serious, was sitting at the wine table and became distracted.
"In other words, if you repeatedly tell yourself that you can only drink one bottle of wine, your brain will make harmful judgments on the information transmitted by the receptors in the stomach, and then start to decide whether to vomit or not."
Su Yun smiled and added: "Then the brain will issue commands to the muscle tissue, and the preliminary preparations for vomiting are completed and will begin immediately."
"It's not just imagination, it's because the liver only has so many enzymes to metabolize alcohol." Fang Lin was very distressed, "And since I haven't eaten anything now, I think it's easier to vomit."
"No." Su Yun exuded an aura of joy, poured himself a glass of wine, drank it happily, and said: "That's your subconscious mind, don't care about these things."
"Even if there is nothing, you can still vomit it out, and it will not cause harm to the body." Zhao Yunlong added, it seemed that the two of them were ready to drink Fang Lin too much, "The stomach is empty, and the small intestine is also empty. The contents can be poured out. The muscles in the pylorus of the stomach will remain relaxed and there will be absolutely no roadblocks.
When the small intestine suddenly pushes something that needs to be vomited back to the stomach, this bottom-up pressure will stimulate the sensitive nerves in the stomach, and these nerves will immediately report this news to the vomiting area of the brain. "
"Well, your brain will get the message and you can vomit."
Zheng Ren sat quietly, listening to Su Yun and Zhao Yunlong's unique persuasion.
"Mr. Zheng, you..." Fang Lin cast a look for help.
"Ah?" Zheng Ren was reconstructing the whole process of vomiting in his mind, and even the hormone secretion in his body increased. Because in surgical clinical work, the biggest complication of preventing vomiting is aspiration into the airway, leading to suffocation or even death.
Zheng Ren is experienced in rescuing such patients.
If Fang Lin shows up... Just as he thought of this, he saw Fang Lin looking over.
"Vomiting is an advanced skill. You can vomit, but it's very good." Zheng Ren said casually, taking the topic to a distant and unknown direction.
"Well… "