Chapter 10: The More You Describe, the Blacker It Becomes
"You can eat seafood, but you will be allergic to squid." Yang Chengjin seemed to have thought of something interesting: "I remember when I was a child, I was gluttonous, and I went to eat grilled squid with my classmates, and then my head was swollen like a pig's head, which frightened my mother." ”
"I'm also allergic to squid, but not other seafood." I ordered three dishes and one soup, and then returned the menu to the waiter: "I thought this allergic reaction was strange, but I didn't expect it to be an isolated case." ”
"Allergies vary from person to person, and sometimes things that you don't usually allergic to can suddenly become allergic." Yang Chengjin continued: "It is the response of tissue damage or dysfunction that occurs when the body that has developed immunity is stimulated by the same antigen again. ”
"I used to wonder if it could be cured, but you can't handle it if you are a doctor, so there should be no way." I shrugged.
"Allergies can only be avoided from contact with allergens, and when allergies occur, desensitizing drugs are used, and there is no better way even internationally." Yang Chengjin said with a smile: "We are only allergic to a few things, and when I was interning, I saw people with allergies doing ice tests, and a total of more than a dozen kinds were tested, and their arms were swollen like elephant legs." ”
"That's scary."
I found that Yang Chengjin is actually quite humorous, and he talks more than when he was in the hospital. After eating, I asked the waiter to settle the bill, and the waiter pointed to Yang Chengjin and said, "This gentleman has already paid the bill." ”
I was a little speechless: "Say yes, I'll please." ”
"The hospital has a rule that doctors cannot go to the dinner of the patient's family, otherwise they will be punished as accepting bribes." Yang Chengjin smiled and said, "If you find me one day, you have to testify to me." ”
"Do you want me to ask the waiter to write a certificate and paste your swipe record on it?"
"Is Miss Jing a lawyer, so professional?" Yang Chengjin quipped.
"How can I be so tall." I hurriedly waved my hand: "Didn't you listen to Mrs. Zhuang just now, I run a nightclub." ”
"Wendao has succession, there is a specialization, and the profession is not divided into grades, but only in the field."
"What others think is someone else's business, and I just have a clear conscience." I looked at Yang Chengjin's righteous words on his face, and couldn't help but smile: "But that Mrs. Zhuang is not a good person, you should be careful recently, beware of her troubles for you." ”
"I can handle the medical troubles that are ten times more difficult than her." Yang Chengjin smiled indifferently.
I sent Yang Chengjin back to the hospital, and then went home to catch up on sleep. I was afraid of oversleeping, so I deliberately put on an alarm clock. Invite Qiao Yichen to dinner in the evening, saying that you can't be late.
I woke up and washed my face, because I was going to work in a while and put on makeup. Ink-colored wide-legged pants with a white silk shirt can be considered a commuter attire. A few years ago, I was running around the world, and I was actually not used to wearing skirts for a long time. Looking at the time, I grabbed my satchel and went out. When we arrived at the Wizard of Oz, we were 20 minutes ahead of the approximate time. I sat down at a table in the corner, and the waiter immediately brought mineral water, and I asked the chef about today's dish.
I don't know why it's called The Wizard of Oz, but I always think of the fairy tale written by Lyman Frank Baum. I thought, if I were the tin man in the story, I wouldn't be obsessed with a heart. It's good to have no heart, I don't know if you don't get tired of living without heart and lungs.
Seeing Qiao Yichen pull out a chair and sit down, interrupted my wild thoughts. I glanced at my phone on the table - it was 7 o'clock, exactly the same as the agreed time.
"Mr. Joe." Standing up politely, the waiter helped him pull out the chair, and when I saw that he was seated, I sat down again.
Although I have been abroad for more than ten years, I have never loved Western food: "Are there any set menus?" ”
The waiter pointed to the menu: "There is a couple's set menu specially prepared for couples. ”
Couple's package? Eating a couple meal with Qiao Yichen, I really can't afford it: "What else?" ”
"There are also several business packages below......
"This couple's package is good." Qiao Yichen's slender knuckles nodded on the menu.
"If Mr. Joe likes it, it's fine." I returned the menu to the waiter.
Because it was a couple's course, the restaurant gave away flower decorations, candles, and violin performances. After the food was served, the pianist asked us to order music.
"You have some." Qiao Yichen nodded at me.
"Nocturne."
"Mademoiselle, do you mean Chopin's Nocturne?" The luthier asked.
"Is Debussy's okay?" The pianist nodded: "Of course." ”
I looked at the violinist's rapidly changing expression, and I guess he was afraid that I would say that I wanted to listen to Jay Chou.
After that, Qiao Yichen and I fell into a somewhat awkward silence, if it weren't for the pianist playing the violin, it would probably be even more embarrassing.
Qiao Yichen looked up at me: "I see that you are quite good at chatting at noon." ”
"Huh?" Could it be ...... Qiao Yichen also went to Yujiaao at noon?
"Eating seafood at noon and eating Western food at night, life is quite rich...... Qiao Yichen's tone didn't fluctuate, but I always felt that he was a little teasing: "Don't have anything to say to me?" ”
"No...... I know the table manners of Western food, Chinese the theory of 'food without words' does not apply to Western food: "I just don't know what topics Mr. Qiao likes to talk about. "Is it the British first chat? French Food? Or German-style politics? I don't know anything about Qiao Yichen's preferences......
"I heard Zihang say that you are very good at antique calligraphy and painting?" Qiao Yichen's knives and forks are used beautifully, like a medieval aristocracy, almost harshly elegant.
"I took relevant courses when I was in college." When I talked about college, it was only a few years ago, but I felt like my previous life.
"What major did you study?" Qiao Yichen raised his eyebrows.
"Arts." In the past, I was just a young man with high spirits, and I was very good at literature and art.
Qiao Yichen didn't have a superfluous expression on his face, anyway, since I saw him, he has shown people with such a calm face, I'm afraid to tell him now that his house is on fire, and that's it. The legendary man with facial paralysis is actually quite rare.
Later, I took Qiao Yichen's car back, I was afraid that I would drink for dinner and didn't drive, and he happened to go to the frost forest to get drunk.
When I got off Qiao Yichen's car, I happened to meet a few regular customers in the parking lot, and everyone looked at us a little more**. In addition, Yu Yaozhou's big mouth was all over the world and Qiao Yichen took me to socialize, and soon my relationship with Qiao Yichen was deduced into several versions.
This kind of gossip is definitely getting darker and darker, and after I explained it a few times, I felt tired and didn't bother to explain it again. It's good to enjoy the shade under the big tree, and get a little bit of edge with him, others will give a little thin noodles, and the business will be easier.