Chapter 907 A Part of Life

"Many animals can vomit, even fish. But some animals can't, such as mice, rabbits, and horses." Zheng Ren said casually, "You've seen lab mice eat. The first thing they did was mouth, eat it very carefully, and feel whether the food will affect the body."

Fang Lin was helpless, he didn't want to discuss these things.

"If it's poisonous, most of the time they just get nauseous, and then they learn to behave and never touch it again. Rodents don't vomit, but they have more detoxification enzymes in their livers. So their ability to detoxify is much stronger than humans."

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

"Don't listen to his nonsense, Fang Lin. The clinical application of enzymology is still too early for human injection." Su Yun said with a smile: "But the boss is right, you are holding the toilet, spit your nose and tears When you throw it, you have to remember to be proud. This is the gag reflex that only higher animals have!"

Fang Lin really wanted to turn around and leave, but Boss Zheng kicked him hard instead of helping him. This is not in line with his simple and honest personality.

While chatting, the waiter began to serve the dishes.

What Su Yun ordered was not polite, but he didn't ask for anything out of the ordinary. They were all simple daily foods that everyone was familiar with.

Toasting, Zheng Ren reached Baishui, and the four cups touched together.

Thousands of words have turned into silence, as long as you understand it in your heart, why bother to speak out to make the atmosphere dignified?

After drinking another glass of sake, Su Yun picked up a piece of salmon belly and said, "There are so many sushi restaurants these days, how dare you lie to me. A few days ago, I read a gourmet public account, which advertised a restaurant and said it was fake. The soy sauce brush for sushi, the brush handle is mounted with gold leaf, and it is matched with soft horse hair, which comes from the handwriting of Mr. Zong Yue, a craftsman in Tokyo."

"Can you believe what they say?" Zhao Yunlong started to drink, and his mood became a little higher.

The two clinked glasses on their own, but they didn't feel too embarrassing for Fang Lin.

"They are all some uncommon words, as if they are high-end if you don't know them." Su Yundao: "Utayama bluefin tuna, Saga open mackerel, No. 8 sea urchin, avocado salad salmon sashimi, what are these things?"

"Well, they said it was delivered by air. It just arrived and is very fresh. If you don't order a copy, you will feel sorry for the word "air delivery."

"Really? The catering industry is so deep." Zheng Ren seldom ate anything. In the past, what he ate most was cafeteria and instant noodles.

"Fortunately, Xiao Yiren and I are here, so you won't be deceived. Boss, let me tell you, in those messy Japanese grocery stores, the chefs are all bald. It seems that if you are not bald, you can't cook well. "Su Yun turned on the Tucao mode, chattering while drinking one cup after another with Zhao Yunlong.

"They're all disciples of sushi gods, they're all bald, and they've even worked as chefs at a Michelin three-star restaurant. The food they make is unpalatable."

"I don't like those messy things." Zhao Yunlong put the wine glass on the table and said, "It's half a meter away, and he can hear everything, which feels bad. You said let's chat, and he said something—today My son's oysters were brought in by air, and they are only enough for a few people. With such a sentence, you will feel that those few oysters are looking at you if you don't disagree."

Su Yun clapped his hands and laughed loudly.

Those deceitful things, like a hospital in a certain field, look glamorous, but in fact they can't stand thinking at all.

When talking about Zheng Ren's recent live broadcast of surgery, Fang Lin's eyes lit up, but Zhao Yunlong was noncommittal.

"Old Zhao, what is your expression?" Seeing Zhao Yunlong's face, Su Yun was not happy. Holding a wine glass, he touched Zhao Yunlong and said, "Don't think that Boss Zheng will do surgery."

"Is it true that someone's surgery will always be successful?" Zhao Yunlong was obviously a little confused.

"You can't do it, but it doesn't mean I can't." Su Yun said proudly, "I still remember the autumn three years ago, when I saved Taiwan for you."

Uh... Speaking of saving Taiwan, Zhao Yunlong was a little embarrassed.

But he couldn't stand Su Yun's show off, and started to chatter about Zhao Yunlong's embarrassing things.

It is said to be saving Taiwan, but in fact it is not counted, it is just a relatively difficult operation. Zhao Yunlong originally wanted to remind Zheng Ren of the danger of live-streaming surgery.

But seeing Su Yun's expression, he knew in his heart that Boss Zheng's group was willing to do the live broadcast of the surgery, so they had a solid foundation in their hearts.

My level is half a grade lower than Su Yun, so there is no reason to criticize Boss Zheng's absoluteness.

But this Boss Zheng is really a monster.

The last time Zheng Ren and Su Yun came to the imperial capital to welcome Su Yun, they thought Su Yun was joking and called Zheng Ren the boss.

Unexpectedly, a few months later, they became big bosses, performing interventional surgeries, with German professors supporting the stage.

There is really no comparison between people.

Let go of this thought, and drink faster and faster.

After Zhao Yunlong drank three bottles of sake, he refused to drink any more. He refused very simply, regardless of how ugly Su Yun's face was.

"Old Zhao, you have learned badly." Su Yun said: "You were not like this before. You would hide your drink. It's been so many years, who doesn't know who? Aren't you going to have surgery tomorrow?"

"Tomorrow there will be a hospital-wide consultation and a discussion on difficult cases. I will attend it with a hangover. It must not be good." Zhao Yunlong said frankly.

He knows how much he can drink in his house. Three bottles of sake, one and a half catties, are just enough, so that he won't get a hangover tomorrow morning.

"What patient? It's motivating people." Su Yun was still very interested in cardiothoracic surgery. Seeing that Zhao Yunlong was sure of what he said, he didn't rush him, but just asked about his condition.

"A 35-year-old male patient suffered from chest tightness, shortness of breath and dyspnea in the past year. Examination revealed tricuspid regurgitation." When talking about the patient's case at the wine table, there was no sense of abruptness, as if this was part of life .

"Surgery?"

"This is a question. Judging from the symptoms of the patient's tricuspid valve closure, surgery is required. But the patient has myocardial fatty degeneration and dilated cardiomyopathy. I feel that the condition is not that simple. Let's discuss it in the department tomorrow. , if there is no conclusion, then consult with the whole hospital."

"At such a young age, he has cardiomyopathy? Fatty degeneration? Are you sure?" Su Yun's eyes were bright, like stars. Speaking of cardiothoracic surgery, his attitude changed immediately.

"Okay, so I don't feel like an ordinary tricuspid valve change."

"Is there an echocardiogram?" Zheng Ren asked suddenly.