godfather of surgery

Chapter 255 Xiaoyao
After ordering, everyone sat and waited. The soothing jazz was very relaxing.

The outside is noisier than the inside, but it is also very relaxed. This is the reason why the bar business is good. It can give urban people a soothing soul.

The pressure of life is everywhere, and there must be a place to release it. At this time, the guests in the bar have forgotten the busyness and troubles of the day. The buddy at the next table seems to be unemployed, and his colleague invited him to dinner. Burden, chatting with colleagues.

The bartenders are constantly busy in the background. They combine various wines to make them reborn. A unique glass of wine is born immediately. The color, smell, and taste stimulate the guests' vision, smell and taste in all directions.

"Do you still remember the first time we met? You treated me as an intern, and you pissed me off." Xiao Su whispered in Yang Ping's ear.

Yes, the first time they met was at the bar by the river---Nongyue. Unexpectedly, that encounter opened up a brand new life.

"I look like a girl who just graduated, who is to blame!" Yang Ping helped Xiao Su pour lemonade.

When pouring water for others, Zhang Lin immediately took it and poured water for everyone.

"Zhang Lin, where's your wife? Why didn't you call me over?" the fat man asked.

Zhang Lin was pouring lemonade for everyone: "You're trying to mess things up, she's here, and I can still drink with you."

"Where's Xiaoqing?" The fat man asked Xiao Wu again.

Xiao Wu said: "Since she confirmed her pregnancy, her mother has strictly controlled what she eats three times a day, not to mention going out to play at night, and the use of mobile phones is restricted. Now she is wearing radiation-proof maternity clothes."

After pouring a circle of lemonade, the waiter came over and said respectfully, "Everyone, our boss invites you to the balcony on the third floor."

Yang Ping raised his head. Half of the third floor of this old house with a red brick exterior is a large open-air balcony. Isn't that something you can go up to casually?
"Our boss said that you are her valued friends. She is mixing drinks. Tonight, she will mix your wine and juice herself." The waiter smiled and led the way.

whose friend?

The face is big enough, the owner of the top50 bar in Asia personally mixes the drinks, everyone looks at each other and shakes their heads, no one's friends.

It is understandable that you met a doctor friend in which hospital, but the bar owner does not know him.

"Fatty, are you a classmate from the Food Association of your university? Abandoned medicine to open a bar?" Zhang Lin questioned Fatty.

The fat man shook his head: "I don't know. There is a buddy who is not a doctor, but he runs a restaurant. I haven't heard of anyone who runs a bar. Whatever it is, just go upstairs. What are you afraid of? If you make a mistake, let's talk about it."

"Mr. Song, Sister Fei?" Zhang Lin always liked to ask questions.

"It's our first time here, and we don't know the boss here." Song Zimo denied.

His eyes shifted to Yang Ping and Su Yixuan, Yang Ping waved his hands: "I don't have many friends, let alone someone who runs a bar."

"You talk too much, go upstairs!" Xiao Wu asked Zhang Lin, who disliked Zhang Lin.

The waiter may have waited for a while, seeing that everyone did not follow, and came back again: "Everyone, follow me upstairs!"

Everyone followed the waiter upstairs to the balcony on the third floor. There is only one big table and a separate stereo. It seems that it is really a VIP area.

"This is what our boss usually uses to entertain friends!" The waiter explained that it is usually not open to the public.

"This is Feng Zhilian, four glasses, our boss made it himself, wait a moment, she is making the juice you want." Another waiter brought the wine.

Afterwards, juices were served cup by cup, as were various snacks. The snacks here are more abundant than other bars, such as chicken wings, grilled sausages, steaks, etc., everything you expect to find.

Fatty, as a gourmet expert, picked up the wine glass, took a sip gently, and then squinted his eyes intoxicated.

"How does it feel?" Zhang Lin asked eagerly.

"The feeling of being in love!"

"You don't even have a girlfriend, tell me how it feels to be in love?" Xiao Wu was a little skeptical of this expert.

At this time, a young woman in fashionable clothes came over under the lead of the waiter and bowed slightly: "Hello everyone, doctor Yang, welcome to Nianfeng Bar!"

Very familiar, Zhang Lin wanted to say, but couldn't say, who is this woman?
Yang Ping has a good memory: "Xiao Yao!"

Xiaoyao, I remembered, the guy who beat everyone into the operating room and put himself into the operating room, also draws manga. His pen name is Street Lane, and his real name is Wang Feng. This is his girlfriend Xiaoyao.

Nianfeng Bar, I understand, the one I miss is Wang Feng!
Wang Feng was injured and hospitalized, and Xiaoyao took good care of him. After his condition stabilized, Wang Feng left without saying goodbye.

That day, Xiaoyao cried for a long time in the ward, holding a piece of paper in her hand, a cartoon drawn by Wang Feng, and finally borrowed a sentence from Alexandre Dumas to sign the name-maybe, it is best for me to live in your heart place.

"Do you remember me? When I just came back, I passed by your table and recognized it immediately." Xiao Yao smiled, her beautiful face concealed a trace of sadness.

It turns out that not only everyone has a story, but this bar also has its own story.

"Remember, he hasn't come back yet?" Yang Ping regretted their love story.

Wang Feng also had no choice but to leave her for the sake of Xiao Yao's future.

"Thank you for saving his life. He never came back after that farewell. I will always wait for him here for the rest of my life!" Xiao Yao said persistently.

Fengzhilian, the most famous wine here, the wine mixed by the owner himself, has a story, what a beautiful story!

Taking pictures, checking in and sending them to Moments seems to have become a ritual of life, and then everyone eats to their heart's content. Everyone had a very happy meal, venting all the hard work and depression during this period.

Ward rounds and surgeries are performed in shifts every day, endlessly. One batch of patients leave and another batch arrives. The nerves are tense and there is no chance to relax at all.

Now, everyone completely relaxes the string in their hearts, drinks and chats happily.

One Gui Peisheng actually started to cry. He walked around the ward all day, almost 360 days a year, all year round. Whenever he heard the ringing of his mobile phone, he would be startled and jump up from the bed, feeling a little overwhelmed.

"Why is it not difficult to do? Every bowl of rice, as long as you hold it carefully, it will be heavy. No bowl of rice is easy." Yang Ping enlightened him and encouraged him.

Those business tycoons have great fame and are worth billions of dollars. Do you know that he has gone through untold hardships, narrowly escaped death, and fought hard from countless bankrupt enterprises? Is it easy?

You didn’t see him when he turned gray all night for his salary and clutched his chest; you didn’t see him when he went up to the rooftop and tried to jump down a few times; you didn’t see him when he was alone and betrayed his relatives.

easy?

There are no easy things in the world, if you want to get, you have to give.

If you don't have to pay, it's because someone else paid for you, like your parents.

It wasn't until twelve o'clock that everyone stopped. Facing the mess of cups and plates, everyone felt extremely relaxed.

Zhang Lin, Fatty and Xiao Wu, the three of them were tied, Zhang Lin always failed, but he was still standing firm;

"Wine and meat have passed through the intestines!"

"What's not a gut piercing?"

Zhang Lin always likes to play some literary tunes at this time: "Life is an experience, and a person who lives for a hundred years is an experience of a hundred years. Have you seen "The Matrix"? Maybe our original shape is the same."

"It's so complicated, let me tell you, the highest ideal in life is just one word!" Fatty interrupted Zhang Lin.

"What word?" Everyone wanted to hear his eloquence.

"Cool!" Fatty blurted out.

Damn it, layman!Zhang Lin scolded, can it be said that he is pursuing happiness!

Before leaving, Yang Ping looked up at the bar, this woman, will the waiting man come back?

Maybe come back tomorrow, maybe never come back.

"Nine o'clock tomorrow, at the entrance of Sanbo Hospital!"

Cheng Liquan was very happy. This time, there were [-] patients and two patients from Southeast Asia. His dream was to be a high-end sports medicine hospital, and the market had never been opened. This time, the arrival of the tourist medical group made him realize that it is a once in a thousand years. The opportunity has come.

With his keen business sense, he immediately realized that his judgment was correct. The high-end medical market is currently blank. Some hospitals have luxurious decoration and advanced hardware, but they lack truly strong technical strength and cannot establish a trustworthy hospital. Brand, even if a famous professor is invited to fly a knife, it is only a superficial, not a long-term matter.

The same is true for Liquan Hospital, which cannot escape the curse, but now, the curse seems to be lifted, all because of Yang Ping.

If we can establish a good long-term cooperative relationship with Yang Ping, Liquan Hospital will open up a new world.

Although the operation fee of 5000 yuan per operation is good, it is difficult to establish a stable and long-term relationship with money alone.

Boss Cheng has already planned to pick up Yang Ping in person tomorrow morning, and drive his Mercedes-Benz S-Class.

(End of this chapter)