I'm a god of medicine

Chapter 138

At [-]:[-] p.m., Yang Xi came to the themed western restaurant called Elysee Garden run by Ye Qiuhe as scheduled.

The restaurant is not big, with only a dozen or so round tables in total. The decoration is very flattering, and some very cheap decoration materials have inspired the soul, which makes people feel unique at a glance.

Ye Qiuhe waited at the restaurant bar, and when she saw Yang Xi coming in, she hurriedly greeted her.

Yang Xi nodded reservedly in response, and under the guidance of Ye Qiuhe, came to the innermost round table in the restaurant. This place is relatively secluded and most suitable for chatting. It will neither affect others nor be affected by others.

After Ye Qiuhe gave way to Yang Xi, just as she was about to do something, Yang Xi suddenly shouted softly: "Wait!" Ye Qiuhe couldn't help but startled, looking at Yang Xi, not knowing what she did wrong.

Yang Xi walked around the round table, first put back the seat that Ye Qiuhe had dragged out, and then dragged it out again, and made a gesture of please.

Ye Qiuhe laughed: "I always thought that surgeons were ruthless and ruthless, but I didn't expect Dr. Yang to be so humorous."

Yang Xi said seriously: "Doctor Yang is not handsome enough, so he can only make up for it with humor."

Ye Qiuhe laughed out loud, and said: "What I can't bear the most is you who tell jokes with a sullen face. Do you know that the male protagonists in my works are basically your type."

Yang Xi asked curiously, "The hero in your novel? So, you are a writer?"

Ye Qiuhe smiled humbly: "The little girl dare not pretend to be a writer, at most she is just a well-known internet writer."

Yang Xi doubted: "Then this restaurant is..." Yang Xi thought Ye Qiuhe had told him a white lie.

Ye Qiuhe smiled lightly, and said, "My brother gave me a birthday present in the year of my birth the year before last." Saying this, Ye Qiuhe waved his hands, called the waiter in the restaurant, and ordered the food to be served.

A play can be performed very realistically, but no matter how realistic the performance is, it will leave traces.However, between Ye Qiuhe and the waiter's conversation, Yang Xi really didn't see any signs of acting.

Then just believe it for now.

Ye Qiuhe continued: "In this era of fighting for fathers, I am undoubtedly a hard-working person. I lost my father when I was seven years old. It was my mother who worked so hard to bring us up. But I am also a lucky person, because I There is a good brother, he didn’t go to college, he didn’t even finish high school, before the college entrance examination, he didn’t listen to his mother, gave up the college entrance examination, and secretly went to the South, and this trip lasted for 10 years.”

The restaurant waiter served the first appetizer for the two.

Ye Qiuhe replaced the waiter and introduced: "Although this shop is small, it takes a high-end route. All the ingredients are airlifted from the place of origin. Although my chef is not a foreigner, he has also practiced in Paris for more than three years. Come, Yang Doc, try this smoked salmon."

Yang Xi picked up the knife and fork with a smile, but felt a little unhappy.Pretending to be on the young master's head, right?Although the young master is not talented, he is the natural enemy of all kinds of pretentious crimes. Believe it or not, the young master will make you unable to step down... Forget it, forget it, he is a patient, why are you so serious?
After sorting out his mood, Yang Xi cut off a piece of fish with a dining knife, picked it up with a fork, put it firmly in his mouth, and chewed slowly.

Ye Qiuhe praised: "I didn't realize that Dr. Yang is still a connoisseur of Western food."

Yang Xi put down the knife and fork, took a sip of the red wine, and said, "If I told you that this is the first time in my life to eat Western food, would you believe it?"

Ye Qiuhe was startled, then giggled, and said, "You're here again, I've said it all, I can't stand serious jokers like you, and you still deliberately make me laugh?"

Yang Xi said solemnly: "I'm not joking, it's true." Yang Xi smiled bitterly, and continued: "From the time I got my college entrance examination scores to the time I graduated from university and started working, I have been working hard for more than five years. Living in a state where I can only provide barely enough calories for myself, let alone a western meal, even eating a barbecue skewer at a roadside stall is an incomparable luxury. After graduation, I worked in Liuquan Town Hospital I have been working for more than a year, and you should know that it is rare to have a rest day as a doctor. Therefore, in the past year or so, I have not been to the city more than 5 times, and I have eaten Western food twice. The first time is McDonald's, the second time is..."

Ye Qiuhe rushed to ask: "KFC?"

Yang Xi smiled lightly and said, "Wrong, it's Ken Kidd."

Ye Qiuhe couldn't help it, and burst out laughing again.

Yang Xi then ate a piece of fish, and said: "That's right, life is short, it's a day of crying, and a day of smiling, why can't we forget our sorrows and be more happy?"

Ye Qiuhe suddenly dimmed, and said in a low voice: "Actually, I'm not afraid of death, but I'm worried about my mother and my brother. If they can't see me again, how sad they will be!"

Yang Xi said: "So, you took all the pressure off yourself. You didn't tell your mother, let alone your brother, about your illness, right?"

Ye Qiuhe's eyes turned red suddenly, she shook her head slowly, and said, "I also want to tell them that I really want their love, but I'm afraid to see them worrying about me." He took out a pack of women's cigarettes from the kun bag on the dining table, lit one by himself, took a deep breath, spat it out heavily, and continued: "Actually, what I said to you on WeChat this morning They are all lying to you, so far, among all the people who know me, apart from Director Ma and you, there should be no third person who knows that I am sick."

Yang Xi said thoughtfully, "I understand, you need a listener who can confide in your distress, right?"

Ye Qiuhe smiled bitterly, took out another pack of Zhonghua from the bag, handed it to Yang Xi, and said, "Don't hold back, it's tiring to pretend to be a gentleman. I have observed you and Director Ma, both of you are addicted to cigarettes. Very much."

Yang Xi smiled faintly, took out three or five cigarettes from his pocket, and while lighting a cigarette, said: "I'm sorry, domestic cigarettes are too weak, I only smoke foreign cigarettes."

Ye Qiuhe didn't care, and continued: "Talking is just one aspect, I have another thing to ask you. I know that the signature of the family is required for surgery, but I don't want my mother and my brother to know about it. , Dr. Yang, can you accommodate with Director Ma and let me sign the surgery, okay?"

"This..." Yang Xi couldn't help feeling embarrassed.

As far as medicine is concerned, the domestic medical level is not that far behind that of Western countries, but when it comes to some issues surrounding medicine, China cannot keep up with the pace of Western countries.

(End of this chapter)