The Surgeon’s Studio Chapter 475 - A Toast To Tomorrow!

Chapter 475: A Toast To Tomorrow!

Translator: EndlessFantasy Translation Editor: EndlessFantasy Translation
Little Oliver nodded repeatedly. No one knew whether he believed it or not.
By this time, everyone was tipsy and had stopped drinking. Only Chang Yue and Professor Rudolph Wagner were still consuming bottle after bottle.
The professor’s enthusiasm was becoming higher and higher. He must have had one too many, Zheng Ren judged.
His speech patterns were a mess as all sorts of Northeastern words were coming out of his mouth. Zheng Ren had to carefully listen and dissect the meaning of words before he could understand what the professor meant.
He only hoped that he would not delay the surgery tomorrow.
“Xi Bao’er, go to the car and get my violin!” In his excitement, Professor Rudolf Wagner patted Little Oliver on the shoulder and said loudly, “How can one drink without music? On a night like this, beer and music go together so well!”
What the… Did this guy think this place was a bar?
Zheng Ren watched the professor eat a skewer, wipe the oil on his mouth with a napkin, tidy up his hair, and stand up shakily.
Little Oliver had also drunk too much and was swaying.
The female student who was acting as his interpreter quickly made them sit down as she ran out and walked in with the violin case.
Professor Rudolf Wagner had blonde hair. He took the violin case but did not open it immediately. Instead, he gently touched the case with his hand.
“Boss, this is my lover. I’ll never be able to leave her,” Professor Rudolf Wagner said in such a loving manner.
Zheng Ren did not say anything. He just nodded.
He hoped that the professor would not drop his little ‘lover’.
It was lunchtime and the restaurant was already packed.
The eight cases of Big Green Stick seemed to grab everyone’s attention. Now that the blonde foreigner was going to play the violin, everyone’s eyes were on them as they looked on curiously.
“Lil Fugui, hurry up and continue drinking after you play the violin.” Chang Yue opened a bottle of Big Green Stick with her teeth and poured herself a glass.
“Next, I’ll play… Burp… A violin concerto by Mendelssohn in E minor,” Professor Rudolf Wagner said elegantly. If not for the burp, he would have actually looked cool and perfect in the moment.
In the small chain store, the contrasting image of a violin concerto like Mendelssohn being played at a roadside stall was like clouds and mud. It was the best material for one to look cool.
Listening to a foreigner play a Mendelssohn concerto in E minor, everyone listening gave him warm applause regardless of whether they knew Mendelssohn or not.
That was not important. Everyone came out to eat a string, wasn’t it just for fun?
Little Oliver brought a chair for Professor Rudolf Wagner. The professor took out the violin and looked around. It was as if he was in the Golden Hall in Vienna. He bowed elegantly. His long golden hair was elegant and pleasing to the eye.
He then sat on the chair, put the violin under his chin, and began to play.
The music was melodious, crisp, cheerful, and smooth.
Zheng Ren could not play a musical instrument. Seeing that Xie Yiren was listening intently, he asked, “Xie Yiren, can you play?”
“I studied it when I was a child for a period of time. Later, after I passed King’s grade eight, I stopped learning it. Last year, an orchestra approached me. I felt that it was too far away, so I rejected it. The truth was that I wasn’t actually keen. I still want to be a scrub nurse,” Xie Yiren replied in a low voice, so delicate and tender.
“King’s…grade eight…” When Zhong Min heard this, she covered her mouth in surprise.
“Entertainment is entertainment,” Xie Yiren said with a smile.
“Is it that prestigious?” Zheng Ren asked.
“Chief Zheng, a violin major in China isn’t the same across the board. The China Conservatory of Music is divided into grades one to nine, while the Shanghai Conservatory of Music is divided into grades one to twelve. There is also the difference between a professional and an amateur. But to get to King…” Zhong Min praised, “Xie Yiren, it’s a professional orchestra that approached you, right?”
“Yes.” Xie Yiren nodded slightly.
“Then why aren’t you going?! Why are you still working here as a scrub nurse?” Zhong Min was surprised.
“It’s boring. I think it’s more fun to watch surgeries.”
Zhong Min was rendered speechless.
Zheng Ren was also speechless. However, he had been mentally prepared since the moment he met Xie Yiren in the emergency department’s corridor.
“How’s the professor’s skill level?” Zheng Ren asked.
“He’s an amateur. It could be better,” Xie Yiren said.
Amateur… Well, okay.
The song played by Professor Rudolf Wagner came to the end but he still wanted to continue. After the end, the melody changed, becoming quiet and ethereal.
“This is a song from the mysterious garden. It’s called ‘When It Rains.” He gently leaned against Zheng Ren’s arm and whispered, “I used to like it, especially when it rained. Sitting in front of the French window and watching the rain, the notes seem to have a soul. Rolf Laufran and Fionora Sally were talented musicians. The ethereal Irish style of the song was vividly displayed in this piece.”
Zheng Ren’s head was wet from listening as the scene in front of him gradually morphed into a French window. The song was quiet and gentle. She wore a white dress and played the violin. The beautiful melody mixed with the sound of the rain hitting the plantain.
Zheng Ren’s heart skipped a beat.
It had been a long time since he felt this way. If he were to sit by the side and watch quietly…
This kind of life was too beautiful. It was so beautiful that Zheng Ren did not dare to think about it.
He was afraid that if he thought too much about it, he would be too disappointed at losing it.
Zheng Ren would occasionally be immersed in this artistic experience, but this ethereal state of mind was immediately interrupted by cheers.
“So good!” A few people who came to eat open the door and walked in. They saw a blond foreigner playing a beautiful piece of music. Immediately, everyone started cheering in unison.
A young man took out his wallet and took out a 100 yuan note. He walked in front of the professor and threw it into his violin case.
The professor did not sulk at this. Instead, he nodded happily.
Since someone had started it, the others also threw money into the violin case.
It was not much. Most of it was about 10 or 20 yuan. Everyone was just having fun.
Little Oliver also became happy.
He had already drunk enough. He took two Big Green Stick and found a bottle opener. He handed one of the foaming bottles to the professor. The two of them cheers each other and drank happily.
Uh…
Zheng Ren was helpless.
The more he drank, the more he continued doing so.
However, the whole chain store had now become cheerful, so tonight’s dinner was treated as if it were a party that fell from the sky.
Alas, the surgery tomorrow was probably going to be ruined, Zheng Ren sighed in his heart.
However, with Xie Yiren by his side, Zheng Ren did not feel regretful. After all, he was the professor’s patient. Whether or not he could learn the prostate interventional embolization technique did not have much to do with Zheng Ren.
“Brothers, raise your glasses! This toast is to a beautiful tomorrow!” Professor Rudolf Wagner raised his Big Green Stick high. His golden hair swayed around, and he was abnormally happy.