I'm a god of medicine

Chapter 24 I Quit Drinking
This is an excellent opportunity to play with Sheng Dajun under the order of the dean and the power of the dean. Yang Xi naturally refused to let it go. Hearing this, he immediately got up and walked out.

Gu Yaqian, an itinerant nurse, also had the same idea as Yang Xi.

Just now, Sheng Dajun glared at her on the operating table, and even yelled at her, this revenge must be avenged!

A pair of dogs and men with bad thoughts... Oh, no, a pair of handsome men and beautiful women walked out of the operating room side by side, and saw Sheng Dajun in the rest room of the operating room.

"Relay Dean Lin's original words." Yang Xi smirked, imitating Dean Lin's posture and tone: "Where did Sheng Dajun go after a long day? I have worked so hard to wipe his ass, this The old man actually slipped away? Go, call him back to Lao Tzu!"

【Ding!Mood swings from Dr. Sheng Dajun, charm value +28. 】

Yang Xi finished Dean Lin's study, shrugged his shoulders, turned to Gu Yaqian and said, "Beauty, you can prove it."

Gu Yaqian nodded solemnly, and said, "That's right, Dean Lin really said so, every word is correct."

Sheng Dajun's face was covered with dark clouds, but he couldn't help but gritted his teeth and threw away the cigarette butt in his hand, and left the lounge angrily.

Behind her, Gu Yaqian still had a lot to say: "Throwing cigarette butts at random, I really have no quality!"

Yang Xi agreed, and said: "That's right, there must be something wrong during prenatal education."

There was still an operation in the operating room, Gu Yaqian couldn't stay for long, bent down to pick up the cigarette butt that Sheng Dajun threw on the ground, threw it into the trash can, and then walked out of the lounge.

Yang Xi lay comfortably on the sofa, read out the command, and presented the virtual interface of the system.

[Congratulations to the host for being promoted to Black Iron II level. 】

Yang Xi went to the prompt box and glanced at his experience points. At 400 points, he was just on the line to reach the level of the Black Iron II. However, the distance indicated above was still 800 points away from being promoted to the Black Iron Level III. The data really surprised Yang Xi. From level I to level II, 400 experience points are required, and from level II to level III, it will increase to 800 points. By analogy, if you want to upgrade from black iron level III to bronze level I, don't you need at least 1200 points?
A long way to go!

Looking at the other options of the system, I didn't find any special changes, but there was a reminder that when the charisma value was lower than 20 points, the system would not make a sound reminder.

[System cash balance: 39989 yuan. 】

[Lucky draw chance: 15 time. 】

Seeing these two numbers, Yang Xi couldn't help showing a puzzled smile.

At this point, he has basically figured out the system's routines. As long as he completes the tasks assigned by the system for the day, he can guarantee the most basic 24 points of life.Then, use temporary tasks to fight wits and courage with the system, forcing the system to increase rewards for task completion, and maximize their own interests.

The most important point is the charm value. You have to run all the way on the road to death, and base your happiness and future on the anger and pain of others... Shit, it’s too tasteless to say it this way, it’s better to be objective, it can’t be called Anger and pain should be called mood swings.

Went to the locker room, took out the cigarette and lighter, Yang Xi drank tea, smoked and watched TV. After more than half an hour, Dean Lin's hernia repair operation was finished.

Listening to Dean Lin and Rong Liangqun's cheerful voices, Yang Xi knew that there was absolutely nothing wrong with the anastomosis of the femoral vein, which made his trust in the system skyrocket several times.

"Let's go, let's eat. Director Rong didn't eat, so let's go have a drink together." Passing by the lounge, Dean Lin didn't seem to intend to stay, but greeted Yang Xi through the door.

Yang Xi turned off the TV, got up and said, "I ate it, you and Director Rong can go."

Dean Lin smiled and said, "I have a bottle of Moutai in my office, don't you plan to spoil it?"

Moutai... A subtle change occurred in Yang Xi's mind.

The dean invites you to dinner, and even takes out the treasured Moutai. Is this still a simple dinner?This is clearly the trust and respect of the leader!Rong Liangqun, who was invited at the same time, moved his eyes slightly, behind Dean Lin, kept hinting to Yang Xi.

Yang Xi's taste buds have already been awakened to the memory of Moutai, the mellow and strong aroma made Yang Xi's saliva secretion accelerate rapidly, but Rong Liangqun's unpromising appearance made Yang Xi feel sick.

Is it worth being so excited to eat Dean Lin's meal and drink Dean Lin's bottle of Moutai?

The young master is a surgical genius who comes once in 50 years. He should not be happy with things, not sad with himself, let alone drooling over a bottle of Moutai.

Swallowing secretly, Yang Xi responded, "I'm really sorry, Lin Yuan, I quit drinking."

Dean Lin laughed loudly, and said: "If you boy can give up drinking, I will dare to brag and say that I have given up eating! That's enough, stop talking about it, it's getting late, no matter how late you are!" There is really nothing to eat."

Yang Xi had indeed eaten, but more than half of the food and wine that Yang Guoqing and the others had eaten vomited out on the spot. At this moment, the alcohol was gone, but his stomach felt faintly hungry.

"It's okay to eat, but I really can't drink, Linyuan, you know that I'm a person of principle..." When he said this, Yang Xi was quite serious, but his meaning was actually very simple. Put the words on the table, forcing myself not to hold the wine glass, so as not to be ashamed after drinking two glasses of wine.

But when Dean Lin and Rong Liangqun heard these words, they completely changed their taste.

Rong Liangqun sighed in his heart, after all, he was in the same department as the leader, and he had a lot of close contact with him on weekdays. He even learned all the enthusiasm of the leader to pretend to be 13, and what he learned was still more than nothing.

Dean Lin scolded with a smile: "Isn't your principle, you brat, that you must drink openly when you see Moutai? No problem, let's drink it with you first. I can drink beer with Director Rong."

Yang Xi said seriously: "You misunderstood, Lin Yuan, I'm not joking with the leader, I really quit drinking, from now on, three glasses of white wine and one bottle of beer are my Yang Xi's limit, more than this amount , I’ll take your surname.” A bottle of beer is indeed Yang Xi’s limit of drinking, and if it is converted into high-grade liquor, it is probably only three small glasses.

Dean Lin joked at first: "Our old Lin family doesn't want to see snarky..." Then he asked solemnly: "You boy, why did you suddenly change your temperament? What stimulated you?"

Yang Xi smiled lightly, and replied: "I have exposed my identity as a surgical genius, and I will definitely become a pillar of the hospital in the future. Drinking is a mistake, so I must quit drinking!"

Dean Lin couldn't help being taken aback.

What the hell, who put so much pepper in their cooking?Why is it that I am so choked that I want to swear at others?

Behind him, Rong Liangqun had a complicated expression. The atmosphere of this big surgery... is going downhill, and the ancient style is no longer there!
(End of this chapter)