"It's just an advice from an ancient family to a friend. Please believe me, there is absolutely no operation of the Nobel Prize." Womer said seriously again.

"More than half of the Peace Prizes are disgusting. Recently, I have been able to win the most important physics award for an LED lamp project." Zheng Ren said.

"No, that's the butterfly effect brought by charitable donations." Womer said: "After your neighbor failed to try to challenge authority, the huge national strength was useless, and finally decided to climb the tech tree. Dr. Zheng, I think you can understand what I'm talking about."

"Climbing the technology tree does not include LED lights." Zheng Ren said: "So I was not interested in this before. In my opinion, artificial insulin has countless reasons to win the Nobel Prize. Unfortunately, I missed it several times."

Womer smiled, very elegant, but not implicit.

"This matter is not fair, it's just a hype of lies similar to diamonds. If it weren't for my assistant Professor Rudolph being brainwashed..." Zheng Ren felt it was boring.

"This is a glory for Lord Roche," said Womer, "I won't go into details about the specifics. I suggest you talk to Your Excellency Olson and give up the Nobel Prize."

Zheng Ren shrugged without comment.

Su Yun stared at Womer, but many small dots were connected together, vaguely proving something.

Even organ transplants cannot win the Nobel Prize in Medicine, Su Yun expressed disdain for this.

"Doctor Zheng, please check out the medical records of Lord Roche first." Womer said: "In 30 minutes, you will go to see Lord Roche. After that, you can enjoy dinner at the Bruch Castle. You can also go directly to London to see Big Ben. The specific itinerary will be arranged by you."

Zheng Ren nodded.

Womer stood up gracefully and said, "I'm glad to see you. You are more wise than the legend before. I seem to see the god..."

"Haha." Zheng Ren smiled dryly, lazy to listen to his moans.

The elegant tuxedo left, and then someone brought two laptops, opened them, and faced Zheng Ren and Su Yun.

"Boss, you're so bullying." Su Yun said angrily.

"Yes." Zheng Ren nodded.

"You're so calm?"

"I'm very angry if I'm not calm." Zheng Ren said lightly.

"I didn't see it."

"Do you want to kill all the people here with the four of us, and then burn the castle with a torch?" Zheng Ren smiled and said, "If it was just for wealth and your obsession, then I'm a little interested now."

"Tsk tsk, boss, can't you not pretend?"

"To be honest, you don't believe it." Zheng Ren said helplessly: "If you don't speak, you say I'm bored."

"What is the next sentence? Women, it's really hard to understand?" Su Yun raised his head and looked at Zheng Ren.

"People want to go back to the past, not because the past is simple and happy, but because we didn't know at that time that the world was so complicated." Zheng Ren said, "Look at the medical record. Compared with the Nobel Prize, I look forward to Fandi's illness getting better."

"Tsk tsk, are you humiliating the Nobel Prize judges with practical actions? People will say that basic research can save more lives."

"They wish that two-thirds of the world's population would be erased." Zheng Ren has already started to check medical records.

Seeing that the boss had no interest in this, Su Yun had to shrugge and began to read Roche Bruch's medical records.

Medical records are very typical medical records of porphyria patients.

The entire medical history shows Zheng Ren and Su Yun the fact that a patient with congenital porphyria has a little bit of weakness.

It’s just that there are many medical records, and after 10 years, if you print it out, you will at least be as tall as you can.

With so many medical records, Zheng Ren suddenly knew why he wanted to see Roche Bruch.

Treating a doctor is fake, but the words just now are the drama.

If it weren't for Dr. Olson's characteristics of engineering dogs, who had met His Majesty the King three times, I'm afraid the Bruch family wouldn't have come to find him.

They felt a huge pressure.

The more this happens, the more stubborn it arouses Zheng Ren's heart.

Thirty minutes?

The page almost didn't stop, and he flipped over, and Zheng Ren's eyes narrowed and light flashed from time to time.

It seems like the light reflected from a laptop, or like the light of wisdom bursting out by Zheng Ren's full efforts to activate his potential.

Coptoporphyrinogen oxidase hinders coptoporphyrinogen III and oxidizes into protoporphyrin IX. The test indicators increase the coptorphyrin and the urine excretion of coptorphyrin also increases; ferrous complexase is inhibited, making protoporphyrin IX unable to bind to divalent iron to heme. The protoporphyrin in red blood cells increases, which can bind to the abundant zinc in the mitochondria of red blood cells, leading to an increase in zinc protoporphyrin.

These are very typical characteristics of congenital porphyria.

For ten years, due to the influence of congenital porphyria, various systems in the body have undergone irreversible changes.

The brain is severe and the nerve reflex becomes weak.

In the digestive system, atrophic gastritis... Zheng Ren was temporarily judged as an elderly disease and had nothing to do with porphyria.

Two years ago, kidney problems also occurred. Images, biopsy and hematuria tests showed that both kidneys of Lao Luoche had progressive interstitial fibrosis, which began to spread around the renal tubules and gradually expanded outward, and tubular atrophy and cell proliferation coexisted at the same time.

The heart may experience complications such as arrhythmia from time to time, and heart failure is unavoidable until now.

The symptoms of abdominal pain in Lao Luoche are getting worse and worse, and the frequency of the disease is getting more and more frequent. This is a typical manifestation of acute attacks of congenital porphyria. Although it is easy to be misdiagnosed, no one here considers that there are problems with the abdominal organs.

Despite this, there are various reconstructions, images, and examinations about abdominal organs. As it turns out, there is indeed no change.

30 minutes pass by in the blink of an eye.

The two followers took away their notebooks as time was pinching.

Zheng Ren breathed a long sigh and overused his brain in a short period of time, and he felt very hot.

Zheng Ren felt tired and felt tired even when he was a little tired.

He leaned against the sofa, pressed his hands on his temples, and rubbed gently.

Lao Luoche's medical record is very normal, which is the chronic attack of congenital porphyria, coupled with the age of age, and physical deterioration.

But this time Zheng Ren did not make a "sloppy" decision, but instead tried hard to figure it out.

When treating the disease, Zheng Ren knew that his level was very high, but he would not save everyone.

But if you ask for trouble, if you look at his level, there will be countless small problems.
Chapter completed!