The system takes me for surgery

Zhao Meiyun asked: "What Ding Geer effect?" She blushed and lowered her head even lower. In front of this man, she felt inferior and felt ashamed that she was uneducated

Liang Yi said: "Ms. Nightingale was the first real female nurse in the world. She created the nursing career, and she created the profession of nursing."

Zhao Meiyun was puzzled: "Why did you suddenly tell me about this person? Do you want me to be a nurse?"

Liang Yi shook his head and said, "No, it's just telling her story."

"Oh..." Zhao Meiyun nodded and continued to listen, if other people told such boring stories, she would have long since been unwilling to stay.

Liang Yi continued: "During the Crimean War from 1853 to 1856, Nightingale knew that many soldiers died due to lack of timely care, so he volunteered to go to the battlefield to nurse those wounded soldiers. Thus came the later battlefield nursing. During this nursing period, the wounded soldiers in the hospital developed feelings for Nightingale who took care of them because of their long-term relationship. They kissed Nightingale, and the warmth of this kiss The shadow cast on the tent is known as the "Nightingale effect".

"You mean I might have such emotions during the doctor's visit?" Zhao Meiyun asked.

"It's possible." Liang Yi nodded.

In fact, she has already heard that the doctor in front of her is rejecting herself in a more tactful way.

"Aren't your doctors calmer?"

"How to say?"

"I feel that what you say is serious and professional."

"Maybe it's an occupational disease." Liang Yi laughed at himself.

After she made it clear to Zhao Meiyun this time, she never followed Liang Yi again. Girls like them seem to be full of social atmosphere.
In fact, they live in the gray area of ​​society, and they are extremely insecure psychologically. Some of these girls have a very realistic view of money worship and a simple moral view of righteousness and courage.

It was a rare weekend when Liang Yi was still not well enough to walk around and familiarize himself with the environment here.

Wandering aimlessly, I saw a bar. The bar's slide was on the ground, and clear folk songs were heard from it.

Liang Yi went in. It turned out that it was not a bar, but a bar with a dozen tables. In front of it was a girl wearing a short skirt and boots, playing and singing with a guitar.The sound is clear and very pleasing to the ear.

The bartender in a black hat was mixing drinks in a fancy way, and the bottles were flying all over the sky, making people dazzled.

His hat was pressed down very low, so he couldn't see his whole face clearly, but he could see the lower half of his face, with a sharp chin, fair skin, and a slender body, somewhat similar to Michael Jackson.

Liang Yi sat on a high stool and said, "Which one is your signature wine?"

The bartender raised the brim of his hat, looked at Liang Yi, and said, "You, it seems that you are under a lot of pressure, how about a depth charge?"

"Are you still good at reading faces?" Liang Yi said with a smile.

"There are a lot of people of all kinds here, and you can see one or two after a long time. If you don't believe me, pay attention to table number two. That position is probably here to make trouble." The bartender said.

"Really?" Liang Yi didn't believe it. He looked at the wine menu and said, "Then bring a depth charge."

"How's your drinking capacity?"

"Average, two taels of white wine."

"That's okay, how's your drink?"

"Sleep when you're drunk."

"That's fine."

After speaking, the bartender put the rim of the mug close to the lemon slice and turned it around to wet the rim.

Liang Yi watched with great interest, because the bartender's movements are very artistic, and he has a strong concept of sterility, and the movement of holding tweezers is very similar to that of a surgeon.

"Your movements are very professional, like a surgeon."

The bartender looked up at Liang Yi, with the corners of his mouth slightly raised, a dimple could be seen, and asked, "Are you a doctor?"

He continued with the task at hand, turning the wine glass upside down on the saucer with the sugar in it to make a snowflake rim.Pour beer into mugs and vodka into shot glasses.

Liang Yi nodded and said, "Yes."

"Where are people working in the province?"

"Regulations."

The bartender didn't ask any more questions, and dropped the shot glass vertically into the beer glass.

In an instant, the two wines boiled.

The bartender said: "This kind of wine needs to be drunk in one gulp before you can feel it?"

"Isn't that easy to get on?"

"It won't dizzy, but it will float, and it feels like stepping on cotton."

"So professional!"

The symptom of "feet of stepping on cotton" is very common in patients with cervical spondylosis.

Liang Yi drank it in one gulp.

In an instant, I felt numbness in my mouth, just like eating a hot pot and accidentally crushing pockmarks, and my whole lips slowly became bloodshot like an air cushion.

"Brother, you are a bit fierce."

"Vodka is Maozi's drink, can you not be strong?"

The seat at table two that the bartender mentioned just now moved the chair bang bang.

The bartender's expression immediately became alert.

There were three young people in their thirties sitting at the second table, one was bald, one had squinted eyes, and the other looked more honest.

The squinting-eyed man walked onto the stage.

The little girl playing and singing with the guitar looked terrified.

The squint-eyed man asked: "Can you sing "Phoenix Dance in Nine Heavens"?" His expression was full of banter.

The little girl shook her head and said, "I don't know how to sing this song."

"I'll give you 500 yuan, will you know how to sing?"

"We don't support on-demand singing here." The little girl lowered her head and didn't dare to look directly into his wretched eyes.

The bartender immediately put down the glass when he saw it, then rushed over and put it in front of the little girl, saying, "I'm sorry, sir, we don't support singing on request."

The squint-eyed man tapped his hat and said, "I want this little girl to sing this song to me today, but it won't work."

The bartender straightened his hat and said, "We don't support singing on demand."

After finishing speaking, the squint-eyed man flung himself helplessly at the scene.

The bartender said, "Xiao Jie, don't be afraid that you will go down first."

The little girl hurried down with the guitar.

The squint-eyed man suddenly picked up the microphone stand and swept it towards the bartender.

The bartender flashed over and slammed a baseball bat down the bar counter.

The two men walking with Squint Eyes wanted to go up, but the bartender pointed at them with his index finger and said, "It's none of your business."

Squinting and waving the microphone stand.

Lie down!
I saw a person lying on the stage.

This person is the squint-eyed man, screaming heart-piercingly, with his left hand covering his right.

The two men who were traveling together wanted to call the police.

The bartender said: "There are surveillance cameras inside, please call the police to check!"

Seeing the bartender so calm, the two were stunned.

At this time, a big man with a ponytail strode in, walked directly to the stage, and asked, "What's going on?"

Liang Yi guessed that this person should be the owner of the bar.