Chapter 906 Vomiting, That's an Advanced Skill

"Where are you going to eat tonight?" Seeing that Zheng Ren had received a WeChat message, Xiao Yiren looked at the time and asked with some reluctance.

Xie Yiren and Chang Yue didn't follow because they weren't meeting with their own people. Although I still want to go shopping, but it's not early, I should start.

"It is said that it is in a hotel on the other side of the Hujia Building. There is no front door and no signboard." Zheng Ren said.

"It's Japanese food." Xie Yi said: "The Japanese food at his house is pretty good, and the sake is said to be good too. I don't drink alcohol, so I don't know much about it."

Zheng Ren recalled eating Japanese food with Xiao Yiren in Haicheng, and she got drunk after they drank less than half a bottle of sake.

I snickered in my heart.

But Xiao Yiren knows where it is, which is the best.

"The friend of the owner of that store opened an izakaya next to it...it's more appropriate to call it a bar. It's quieter and suitable for chatting after dinner. But, I don't think it's suitable for you. Come back early after dinner." Xiao Yiren exhorted.

Zheng Ren nodded vigorously.

Get in the car and drive to Hujialou all the way. There were a lot of cars on the road, and the speed couldn't be driven at all. Zheng Ren was not in a hurry. In fact, deep down in his heart, he still didn't like the situation where many people had dinner together, especially when he had to see Zhao Yunlong.

After returning from the front line, Zheng Ren and Su Yun had a tacit understanding and never mentioned Zhao Yunlong. At the airport when they left Rongcheng that day, seeing Zhao Yunlong packing up the belongings of the sacrificed comrades, Zheng Ren and Su Yun kept running away.

Try to think as little as possible about unhappy things, so that life will become better, Zheng Ren did this subconsciously.

When they came to Hujialou, Xiao Yiren took Zheng Ren to find the hotel with ease, told him where to get in, and then left.

Seeing the red Volvo disappear from sight, Zheng Rencai entered the hotel in a sense of loss.

The restaurant is located in a hotel, and there is no signboard yet. People in big cities really know how to play, Zheng Ren thought to himself. In Haicheng, this is absolutely impossible.

When he came to 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 coming in, Fang Lin enthusiastically stood up and greeted him.

"Mr. Zheng, you can find it, and I said I would go down to pick you up." Fang Lin smiled.

"Yiren has been here before, she brought me here."

"See what I'm talking about?" Su Yun glanced at Zhao Yunlong and Fang Lin, and said contemptuously, "You'll be fined for drinking later."

Zhao Yunlong looked rather haggard, without the flying and sturdy aura when he first came to the imperial capital, but he was much calmer.

Zheng Ren just smiled and greeted Zhao Yunlong. After sitting down, waiting for food to be served, small talk started. As for why Zhao Yunlong is so haggard and where he has been recently, these are topics that everyone deliberately avoided.

Su Yun is only interested in drinking, and it seems that Zhao Yunlong is also here to get drunk.

Get drunk today, wake up tomorrow, and still be a good man.

But Fang Lin was miserable.

Zheng Ren didn't drink alcohol, everyone present knew it, and no one forced Zheng Ren to drink. But Fang Lin can drink a little bit, not to mention Su Yun, even Zhao Yunlong is much worse than Su Yun.

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

After the wine drank into his throat, seeing the rich and wonderful expressions on his face, Zheng Ren suspected that the pinnacle of this guy's life would only be at the wine table, and definitely not at the Nobel Prize presentation site.

Fang Lin said distressedly: "I only have this bottle, no more."

"Countless, the worst thing is to vomit, and you will get used to it." Su Yun despised Fang Lin.

"It's very uncomfortable. There are still twelve thoracoscopes tomorrow." Fang Lin was distressed.

The number of surgeries performed on 912 returned to normal as the people who went to the front came back. This was just the segmentectomy performed by Fang Lin's group, and the volume of surgery for the entire general chest was horrifyingly large.

"Don't worry, it's fine." Su Yun said with a smile.

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

"When you drink too much, your body sends a danger signal to your brain, which then activates the part of the brain responsible for vomiting and sets the body up for an emergency.

Then the face starts to turn pale, because the blood in the face will flow all the way to the stomach. Blood pressure begins to drop, heartbeat slows down, and saliva begins to secrete profusely. "

Normally, he vomited when he vomited, but if Su Yun described the vomiting so carefully, if there were a few ordinary people sitting around, he would definitely not be able to bear it.

But the four people on the table are all elites in clinical medicine. Who would feel uncomfortable with the kind of people that the general teacher can eat?

"Millions of tiny receptors in the stomach are constantly monitoring the contents of the stomach, and then the brain will get the information and process it into your senses." Zhao Yunlong added on the side.

Zhao Yunlong, who is usually very serious, was sitting on the wine table, but he didn't care about it at first.

"That is to say, if you repeatedly tell yourself that you can only drink one bottle of wine, then the 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 give orders to the muscle tissue, and the preparation for vomiting is complete, and it will start soon."

"It's not imagining, it's because the liver has only so many enzymes to metabolize alcohol." Fang Lin was distressed, "And I haven't eaten anything now, so I guess it's easier to vomit."

"No." Su Yun exuded a pleasant atmosphere, poured himself another glass of wine, drank it happily, and said, "That's your subconscious mind, don't pay attention to these things."

"Even if there is nothing, you can still vomit if you should vomit, and it won't cause any damage to your body." Zhao Yunlong added, it seems that the two of them have set up a posture to drink more Fang Lin. "The stomach is empty, and the small intestine is also the same. 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 into the stomach, this bottom-up pressure stimulates sensitive nerves in the stomach, which then immediately report the news to the vomiting area of ​​the brain. "

"Well, your brain will get the message to throw up."

Zheng Ren sat quietly, listening to Su Yun and Zhao Yunlong's unique persuasion.

"Mr. Zheng, you..." Fang Lin cast a begging look.

"Ah?" Zheng Ren was reconstructing the whole process of vomiting in his mind, and even the secretion of hormones in his body increased. Because of clinical work in surgery, the biggest complication of preventing vomiting is aspiration into the airway, leading to suffocation and even death.

Zheng Ren has experience in rescuing such patients.

If Fang Lin appeared... He just thought of this when he saw Fang Lin's eyes and looked over.

"Vomit is an advanced skill. You can vomit, which is great." Zheng Ren said casually, dragging the topic to a distant and unknown direction.

"Well……"