The Surgeon's Studio

Chapter 907: Vomit was a High-level Graduate Skill

“Where are you going to eat tonight?” Little Yiren saw that Zheng Ren had received a WeChat message and looked at the time. She asked him the question reluctantly.

Because it was not a gathering of their own people, Xie Yiren and Chang Yue did not follow. Although she still wanted to go shopping, it was getting late, so they should set off.

“They said it’s a hotel on the other side of Hujialou. There’s no shop front, no signboard,” Zheng Ren said.

“It’s Japanese food,” Xie Yiren said. “Their Japanese food is pretty good. I heard that the sake is pretty good too. I don’t drink, so I didn’t experience it.”

Zheng Ren recalled eating Japanese food with Little Yiren in Sea City. The two of them drank less than half a bottle of sake, and she got drunk.

He laughed secretly in his heart.

But Little Yiren knew where it was. It was the best.

“The friend of the owner of that restaurant opened a place next to it... It’s more suitable to call it a bar. It’s quieter and more suitable for chatting after dinner. But I don’t think it’s suitable for you. Come back early after dinner,” Little Yiren reminded.

Zheng Ren nodded his head vigorously.

He got into the car and drove all the way to Hujialou. There were many cars on the road, so he could not drive fast at all. Zheng Ren was not in a hurry. In fact, deep down, he did not really like the idea of many people eating together, especially when he saw Zhao Yunlong.

After returning from the front line, Zheng Ren and Su Yun had a tacit understanding that they had never talked about Zhao Yunlong. That day when they left Chengdu Airport, Zheng Ren and Su Yun had been running away when they saw Zhao Yunlong packing up the items of his fallen comrades.

They had to think less about unhappy things so that their lives would be better. Zheng Ren subconsciously did this.

When they arrived at the Hujialuo, Little Yiren led Zheng Ren to the hotel with ease and told him where to enter before leaving.

Seeing the red Volvo disappear from his sight, Zheng Ren entered the hotel with a sense of loss.

The restaurant was set up in the hotel and did not have a signboard. ;People in big cities really know how to play,’ Zheng Ren thought to himself. This was absolutely impossible in Sea City.

Zheng Ren opened the door and entered the room that Su Yun had told him about.

Zhao Yunlong, Fang Lin, and Su Yun had already arrived. They were sitting cross-legged in front of the table, chatting about something.

Seeing Zheng Ren enter, Fang Lin stood up warmly and greeted him.

“Chief Zheng, did you have trouble finding the place? I was going to go down and pick you up,” Fang Lin said with a smile.

“Yiren brought me here.”

“What did I say?” Su Yun glanced at Zhao Yunlong and Fang Lin and said disdainfully. “I’ll punish you with alcohol later.”

Zhao Yunlong looked more haggard. He did not have the valiant aura that he had when he first came to the Imperial Capital. Instead, he was much calmer.

Zheng Ren just smiled and greeted Zhao Yunlong. After sitting down, he waited for the dishes to be served and began to chat. As for why Zhao Yunlong was so haggard and where he had gone recently, it was a topic that everyone deliberately avoided.

Su Yun was only interested in drinking. It seemed that Zhao Yunlong was also here to get drunk.

After getting drunk today, he would still be a hero tomorrow.

However, Fang Lin was in trouble.

Zheng Ren did not drink. Everyone present knew that, and no one forced Zheng Ren to drink. However, Fang Lin could at least drink a little. His alcohol tolerance was not comparable to Su Yun’s, or even Zhao Yunlong’s.

A bottle of sake was placed on the table for each person. Su Yun poured himself a glass first.

After the alcohol entered his throat, looking at the colorful expression on his face, Zheng Ren suspected that the prime of his life would only be on the table, and definitely not at the Nobel Prize ceremony.

Fang Lin said in distress, “I only have one bottle. If I have more, I won’t be able to do it.”

“Coward. At worst, you’ll just throw up. You’ll get used to it after throwing up.” Su Yun looked down on Fang Lin.

“It’s very uncomfortable. There are still twelve thoracoscopy machines tomorrow.” Fang Lin was distressed.

The number of surgeries for the 912 returned to normal with the return of the people who went to the front line. This was only the segmental pneumonectomy performed by Fang Lin’s group. The total number of surgeries for the whole chest was even more shocking.

“Don’t worry, it’ll be fine,” Su Yun said with a smile.

Seeing his smile, Zheng Ren felt that Fang Lin was going to be unlucky.

“After you drink too much, your body will send a danger signal to your brain. Then, it will activate the brain region that is responsible for vomiting and set your body to be in an emergency.

“Then, your face will start to turn pale because all the blood on your face will flow to your stomach. Blood pressure will drop, heartbeat slows down, and you’ll begin to secrete a lot of saliva.”

Usually, he would just throw up. However, Su Yun had described his vomiting in such detail. If a few ordinary people were sitting there, they would definitely not be able to stand it.

However, the four people at the table were all elites in clinical medicine. Who would feel uncomfortable talking to people like them?

“There are millions of tiny receptors in the stomach that constantly monitor the contents of the stomach. Then, the brain will obtain the information and after processing, and it will become your sensory organs,” Zhao Yunlong added.

Zhao Yunlong, who was usually very serious, sat at the table and started to lose his cool.

“That is to say, you repeatedly tell yourself that you can only drink one bottle of wine. At that time, the brain will make a harmful judgment on the information transmitted by the receptors in the stomach and then decide whether to vomit or not.”

Su Yun smiled and added, “Then, the brain will issue an order to the muscle tissues. The preliminary preparation for vomiting will be completed. It will start soon.”

“It’s not your imagination. It’s just that the liver only has so many enzymes to metabolize alcohol.” Fang Lin was very distressed. “And now that you haven’t eaten anything, it’s probably easier for you to vomit.”

“I won’t.” Su Yun exuded pleasant aura. He poured himself a glass of wine and drank it happily. He said, “That’s your subconscious mind. Don’t mind these things.”

“Even if there’s nothing, you can still vomit it out. It won’t cause any damage to your body,” Zhao Yunlong added. It seemed that the two of them had prepared themselves to make drink Fang Lin too much. “The stomach is empty, and the small intestine can also pour out the contents. The muscles of the pylorus of the stomach will remain relaxed and there will be absolutely no roadblocks.

“When the small intestine suddenly pushes the contents that need to be vomited back to the stomach, the pressure from the bottom up will stimulate the sensitive nerves in the stomach, and these nerves will immediately report this information to the vomiting area of the brain.”

“Well, your brain will receive the information and you can vomit now.”

Zheng Ren sat quietly, listening to Su Yun and Zhao Yunlong’s unique way of persuading him to drink.

“Chief Zheng, you...” Fang Lin looked at him for help.

“Ah?” Zheng Ren was reconstructing the entire process of vomiting in his mind, and even the hormone secretion in his body had increased. Because of his clinical work in the Surgery Department, the biggest complication of preventing vomiting was accidentally inhaling it, leading to suffocation and even death.

Zheng Ren was experienced in rescuing such patients.

If Fang Lin appeared... Just as he thought of this, he saw Fang Lin looking over at him.

“Vomiting? It’s a high-level skill. It’s really great that you can vomit it out,” Zheng Ren said casually, changing the topic to a distant and unknown direction. He was a graduate student.

“Um...”