The Surgeon’s Studio

“Many animals vomit, even fish. But some animals don’t, such as rats, rabbits, and horses,” Zheng Ren said casually. “You’ve seen lab rats eat before, right? The first bite is done very carefully, to feel if the food will affect the body.”

Fang Lin was helpless. He did not want to discuss this.

“If they find it poisonous, they will feel disgusted. After that, they will learn to be obedient and will never touch it again. Although rodents do not vomit, their livers have more detoxifying enzymes, so their detoxification ability is much stronger than humans.”

Zheng Ren said seriously, “I think this is a scientific research direction. If you inject yourself with a large amount of detoxification enzymes or make your liver carry cells that produce detoxification enzymes, you will stop vomiting immediately after drinking.”

“Don’t listen to his nonsense, Fang Lin.”

“The clinical application of enzyme science is still far from human injection,” Su Yun said with a laugh. “But the boss is right. When you hug the toilet and vomit your snot and tears, you have to remember to be proud. A gag reflex is something that only high-level animals have!”

Fang Lin really wanted to turn around and leave. Not only did Boss Zheng not speak up for him, he even gave him a fierce kick. This did not fit his honest character.

As they chatted, the waiter began to serve the dishes.

Su Yun ordered it and did not stand on ceremony. However, he did not order anything strange either. It was just some simple daily food that everyone was familiar with.

Raising his glass, Zheng Ren went with water. The four glasses clinked together.

A thousand words had turned into silence. It was good that he acknowledged it in his heart. Why did he have to say it out loud to make the atmosphere heavy?

After another glass of sake, Su Yun picked up a piece of salmon belly. “There are so many sushi restaurants nowadays. They really dare to cheat customers. A few days ago, I saw a public account for delicacies. It was promoting a soy sauce brush for sushi; the handle was framed with gold foil, and it was topped with soft horse hair. It was written by the Tokyo Craftsman, Mr. Zong Yue.”

“Can you still believe their words?” Zhao Yunlong began to drink, and his mood became a little higher.

The two of them clinked their glasses and did not make things too difficult for Fang Lin.

“These are all unfamiliar words, as if people don’t know what is high-end.” Su Yun said, “Goshan bluefin tuna, sashimi, sea urchin number eight, salmon sashimi with avocado salad… What are these things?”

“Well, they all said that it was transported by air. It just arrived, and it’s very fresh. If you don’t order one, you’ll feel tempted by the words ‘transported by air’.”

“Really? The food industry is so deep.” Zheng Ren rarely ate. In the past, he ate mostly cafeteria food and instant noodles.

“Fortunately, Little Yiren and I are here, so you won’t be deceived. Boss, let me tell you, in those messy Japanese food shops, the head chefs are all bald. It’s as if they can’t cook well if they aren’t bald.” Su Yun started to ridicule, while drinking glass after glass with Zhao Yunlong, nagging.

“They are all disciples of the god of sushi. They are all bald. They even worked as the head chef in a three-star Michelin restaurant. The food they make is terrible.”

“I don’t like this.” Zhao Yunlong put his glass on the table. “They’re half a meter away. He can hear everything. It doesn’t feel good. When you say that we are chatting, he would say something like, ‘today’s oysters were transported by air. It’s only enough for a few of you to eat. When they say something like that, even if you don’t say anything, you would think that those oysters are looking at you.”

Su Yun clapped his hands and laughed out loud.

Those deceptive things were the same as a certain department hospital. They looked bright and beautiful, but in fact, they could not withstand thinking at all.

When they talked about Zheng Ren’s recent live broadcast of the surgery, Fang Lin’s eyes lit up, but Zhao Yunlong did not comment.

“Old Zhao, what’s with that expression of yours?” Looking at Zhao Yunlong’s face, Su Yun was not happy. Holding the wine glass, he clinked it with Zhao Yunlong and said, “You don’t think that Boss Zheng’s surgery will be successful?”

“Is there really someone who will always succeed in the surgery?” Zhao Yunlong was clearly a little confused.

“Just because you can’t do it doesn’t mean that I can’t,” Su Yun said proudly. “Do you still remember how I saved you three years ago in the autumn?”

When it came to saving the stage, Zhao Yunlong was a little embarrassed.

However, he could not stand Su Yun showing off. He began to rag Zhao Yunlong about an embarrassing incident.

Although it was called saving the stage, it was actually not counted. It was just that he encountered a relatively difficult surgery. Zhao Yunlong originally wanted to remind Zheng Ren of the dangers of the live broadcast of the surgery.

However, seeing Su Yun’s expression, he understood Boss Zheng’s group. Since they were willing to do the live broadcast of the surgery, they were confident.

His level was half a level lower than Su Yun’s. What reason did he have to interfere with boss Zheng’s absolute skill.

However, this Boss Zheng was really a beast.

The last time Zheng Ren and Su Yun came to the Imperial Capital to welcome Su Yun, they thought that Su Yun was joking when he called Zheng Ren their boss.

They did not expect that a few months later, he had become a big boss. When he performed interventional surgery, the supporting staff were all German professors.

He really could not be compared.

After putting down this thought, he drank faster and faster.

Zhao Yunlong drank three bottles of sake before he refused to drink any more. He simply refused, not caring at all about how ugly Su Yun’s expression was.

“Old Zhao, you’ve learned to be bad,” Su Yun said. “You weren’t like this in the past. You hid your wine every time you drank. It’s been so many years. Who doesn’t know who you are now? You don’t have a surgery tomorrow, do you?”

“There’s an all-hospital consultation tomorrow. It’s a discussion of difficult cases. It’s definitely not good for me to attend it with a hangover,” Zhao Yunlong said frankly.

He had a good tolerance for alcohol. Three bottles of sake that weighed one and a half catties were just enough. It would not be good for him to have a hangover the next morning.

“What patient? It’s a large-scale event.” Su Yun was still very interested in the Cardiosurgery Department. When he saw that Zhao Yunlong said it with certainty, he did not rush him. He only asked about the condition of the patient.

“A 35-year-old male patient had chest tightness and shortness of breath in the past year. The examination found that the tricuspid valve was not fully closed.” When he talked about the patient’s case at the wine table–he did not feel any sense of surprise at all. It was as if this was part of his life.

“Surgery?”

“According to the patient’s symptoms of tricuspid valve closure, surgery is required. However, the patient has myocardial steatosis and dilated cardiomyopathy. I feel that the condition is not that simple. We will first discuss it in the department tomorrow. If there is no conclusive conclusion, we will consult the whole hospital.”

“He is so young, and he already has cardiomyopathy? And steatosis? Are you sure?” Su Yun’s eyes were bright like stars. Speaking about of cardiosurgery made his attitude immediately change.

“I’m sure, so I feel that it’s not an ordinary tricuspid valve change.”

“Is there an echocardiogram?” Zheng Ren suddenly asked.