The professor wailed on the phone, almost telling the story of the matter in a crying voice.

After returning to Heidelberg, he underwent about twenty cases of prostate interventional embolism, with a success rate of only 70%.

In general, this is already a very high success rate.

However, the ultimate goal that the professor has to face is Dr. Mehal, and the success rate of the surgery must be 100%.

Unfortunately, Zheng Ren has evaporated from the world. Su Yun is also evaporated.

Professor Rudolph Wagner wanted to find someone to discuss where the problem was, but he couldn't find it.

However, even if it can be found, Zheng Ren cannot solve the professor's confusion. If he wants to increase the success rate of the surgery to 100%, he can only jump from the master level to the master level.

And the gap between them is simply too big. Under Zheng Ren's hemostatic pliers, the professor successfully advanced, but he wanted to advance again in a short time...

The professor is still far from it.

After repeatedly contacting Zheng Ren, there was no news. Professor Rudolph Wagner had to accumulate surgical experience little by little and applied for this year's Nobel Prize in Medicine step by step.

Reporting is not difficult for Professor Rudolf Wagner.

Although the first applicant was Zheng Ren, the professor suffered some difficulties. However, the professor's original temper was not as gentle as he showed in Haicheng. He guarded his territory like a lion.

After Christmas, Dr. Mehal's condition was getting worse and worse after applying for the New Year's Nobel Prize in Medicine. In addition, he also had a very serious coronary heart disease, and the flame of life has gradually faded.

Taking off the catheter and leaving with dignity is Dr. Mehal's wish. It is very simple, but difficult to achieve.

After several consultations, Professor Rudolf Wagner had no choice but to accept Dr. Mehal's invitation and went to Stockholm to perform an operation on the doctor.

In fact, the little demon in the professor's heart always tells him that he can do the surgery himself. If he can complete it independently, the professor can also consider kicking Zheng Ren aside and enjoying the Nobel Prize in Medicine himself, instead of sharing the Nobel Prize as the second applicant.

This is undoubtedly a huge temptation.

Professor Rudolph Wagner, who is already a master, finally chose to complete it independently.

Perhaps it was because he was too nervous, perhaps it was because Dr. Mehal was in a serious condition, or maybe it was because he was not lucky, but the professor's surgery failed.

The failed operation and Dr. Mehal's cold eyes made the professor clear. He realized that there was a huge gap between him and his surgical level and Zheng Ren. He looked very close, but it was insurmountable.

Summary, reflection, the professor kneeled down.

But we should fight for the Nobel Prize, but we still have to fight for it.

The professor then went to Haicheng and really didn't see Zheng Ren. He asked Chang Yue and the others, but no one knew where Zheng Ren was and what he did.

He left dejectedly. The professor had to dial that number countless times every day, and the result of each time disappointed him.

But today...the weather is really good today!

Boss Zheng actually answered the phone!

Although the boss seemed a little unhappy when he heard the sound, Professor Rudolf Wagner didn't care about this.

The world is great, the Nobel Prize is the largest.

The professor was nagging and wanted to book a flight ticket for Zheng Ren. Now, immediately, fly to Stockholm!

Zheng Ren cursed in his heart.

He is interested in the Nobel Prize, but if he is interested in it, it may not be possible.

Seeing the winner of the annual Peace Prize, Zheng Ren felt a little fucked.

If someone helps with the procedures and doesn't look at those annoying faces, such as Professor Rudolph Wagner's operation of those links, Zheng Ren doesn't mind winning the Nobel Prize.

After all, this is a proof of the status of the world.

Well, that's all.

But if Zheng Ren ran around himself and wasted countless time, he would definitely not do it.

Isn’t this nonsense? I am a doctor and what I have to do is to cure diseases and save people.

The professor's wail did not impress Zheng Ren at all.

After saying a few perfunctory words to him, Zheng Ren hung up the phone impatiently.

"Yeah, boss, it's not bad." Su Yun looked back at Zheng Ren, with a joking look on his face.

"Breaking the truth."

"I don't care about the Nobel Prize. Is your stature too high?"

"The stylist is made, not pretended." Zheng Ren said lightly, then ignored Su Yun and asked Director Kong: "Director Kong, is the new surgical research center in our ward for the time being?"

"I'll just have a name first, the land is being criticized, the rest..." Director Kong glanced at Zheng Ren and smiled helplessly, "Boss Zheng, if you can win the Nobel Prize, these will probably go a little smoother."

Zheng Ren was also very distressed. Director Kong's ward had several professors in the group, and the ward was full. Even if he was caught in it, it sounds like the tips surgery research center. In fact, it was just a professor in the group.

Well, for Zheng Ren, it's really just one.

How about trying it?

Forget it, I just came out, so I'd better fly back to see Xiao Yiren first.

other,

None of them matter.

The car drove to the airport, and several black red flag cars were waiting early in the special area.

Director Kong got out of the car, sorted out his clothes, and almost walked straight to the black red flag.

A middle-aged man got out of the car with a faint smile on his face and shook hands with Director Kong.

Zheng Ren knows this person and has dealt several times in recent months.

He is the secretary of the leader, responsible for life, medical care, and daily life.

After greeting Director Kong, the middle-aged man came to Zheng Ren, stretched out his hands and said, "Comrade Zheng Ren, I will practice it for you on behalf of the leader."

With four hands in hand, Zheng Ren just laughed but didn't speak.

"Comrade Zheng Ren, thank you for your efforts and wish you peace all the way." The middle-aged man's voice was very gentle, but with a faint majesty.

"Thank you for your concern, thank you for your concern." Zheng Ren held it in for a long time and said this.

After several dealings, middle-aged people understand Zheng Ren's temper and nature. It is already very good to say this.

He sent Zheng Ren and others to the airport, and the middle-aged man slowly walked out.

He looked up at the sky, the sun was shining and a little dazzling.

There are a lot of things happening today. The operation was successful. The leader seemed to be twenty years younger these days, and he met many people in a row.

Some of them have something to do with Zheng Ren.

In the words of leaders, medical workers are already ahead, but the weapons they use are not good at. We have suffered such losses before, and we will never be able to do so in the future.

The driver stood straight beside the Hongqi car, opened the door, and the middle-aged man got on the bus, and the vehicle slowly drove out of the airport area.

"I am Secretary Ge, I will pick you up the chairman." The middle-aged man has already started working in the Hongqi car.
Chapter completed!