Chapter 614 Forceful, Not Pretending

The professor wailed on the phone, almost telling what happened in a crying voice.

After he returned to Heidelberg, he performed about 20 cases of prostate interventional embolization, and the success rate was only 70%.

Generally speaking, this is already a very high success rate.

However, the ultimate goal that the professor has to face is Dr. Mechal, who must make the operation success rate 100%.

It's a pity that Zheng Ren has disappeared. Su Yun was also evaporated.

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

But even if he could find it, Zheng Ren couldn't solve the professor's confusion. If you want to increase the success rate of the operation to 100%, you can only jump from the master level to the master level.

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

The professor is far from it.

After contacting Zheng Ren repeatedly, but there was no news, Professor Rudolf Wagner had no choice but to accumulate surgical experience a little bit, and to apply for this year's Nobel Prize in Medicine step by step.

It is not too difficult for Professor Rudolf Wagner to declare.

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

After Christmas, Dr. Mechal's condition became worse and worse, when he applied for the Nobel Prize in Medicine for the new year. In addition, he still has a very serious coronary heart disease, and the flame of life has been gradually extinguished.

It was Dr. Mehal's wish to remove the catheter and let him die with dignity. Simple, but difficult to achieve.

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

In fact, the little devil in the professor's heart always told him that the operation could be done by himself. If it can be done independently, the professor can also consider kicking Zheng Ren aside and enjoying the Nobel Prize in Medicine alone instead of sharing the Nobel Prize as the second applicant.

This is undoubtedly a huge temptation.

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

Maybe it was because he was too nervous, maybe Dr. Mehar's condition was too serious, maybe it was bad luck, but the professor's surgery failed.

The failed operation and Dr. Mehal's indifferent eyes made the professor sober. He realized that there was a huge gap between himself and Zheng Ren's surgical level, which looked very close, but was actually insurmountable.

Summarizing and reflecting, the professor knelt down.

But the Nobel Prize should be fought for, and we still have to fight for it.

The professor then went to Haicheng once, but he really didn't see Zheng Ren. After asking Chang Yue and the others, no one knew where Zheng Ren was or what he had done.

Left dejectedly, the professor had to call that number countless times every day, and each time the result disappointed him.

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

Boss Zheng actually answered the phone!

Although listening to the voice, the boss seemed a little unhappy, but Professor Rudolf Wagner didn't care about it.

The sky is big and the earth is big, and the Nobel Prize is the biggest.

The professor was nagging to himself, and wanted to book a plane ticket for Zheng Ren to fly to Stockholm now, immediately, immediately!

Zheng Ren scolded MMP in his heart.

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

Looking at the winners of the Peace Prize every year, Zheng Ren felt a little tired.

Zheng Ren wouldn't mind getting a Nobel Prize if someone helped him with the formalities and didn't look at those annoying faces, such as Professor Rudolf Wagner running those links.

After all, this is proof of his status in the world.

Well, the status in the world is nothing more than that.

But if Zheng Ren was allowed to run back and forth by himself and waste countless time, he would definitely not do it.

Isn't this nonsense? I am a doctor, and what I want to do is to cure diseases and save lives.

The professor's wailing didn't move Zheng Ren at all.

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

"Yo, boss, not bad." Su Yun looked back at Zheng Ren with a playful expression.

"Bullshit."

"You don't even care about the Nobel Prize, isn't your compulsion too high?"

"Compulsion is done, 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?"

"Let's name it first, the land is being approved, and the rest..." Director Kong glanced at Zheng Ren, and smiled helplessly, "Boss Zheng, if you can win the Nobel Prize, everything will go smoothly."

Zheng Ren was also very distressed. Director Kong's ward was full of several professors leading the group. Even if he got caught, it was the TIPS Surgery Research Center. In fact, it is just a professor with a group.

Well, for Zheng Ren, it is indeed just a person.

Do you want to try it?

Forget it, just came out, let's fly back to see Xiao Yiren first.

other,

None of it matters.

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

Director Kong got out of the car, tidied up his clothes, and walked to the black red flag with almost straight steps.

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

Zheng Ren knew this person, and had dealt with him several times in recent months.

He is the leader's secretary, 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 for you on behalf of the leader."

Clasping four hands, Zheng Ren just smiled, but didn't speak.

"Comrade Zheng Ren, thank you for your dedication, and wish you a safe journey." The middle-aged man's voice was very gentle, but with a touch of majesty.

"Thank you leader, thank you for your concern." Zheng Ren held back for a long time before choking out these words.

Having dealt with him several times, the middle-aged man understands Zheng Ren's temperament, and being able to say such a sentence is already very good.

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

He looked up at the sky, the sun was bright and dazzling.

There are a lot of things going on today, the operation was successful, the leader seems to be 20 years younger in the past few days, and he has met many people in a row.

Some of them are related to Zheng Ren.

In the words of the leaders, the medical workers are already ahead, but the weapons they use are not at their fingertips. We have suffered such losses before, and we will never do it again.

The driver stood straight beside the red flag car, opened the door, the middle-aged man got in the car, and the car slowly drove out of the airport area.

"I'm Secretary Ge, I'll pick you up as the chairman." On the red flag car, the middle-aged man had already started working.

"The leader instructed to invest in Changfeng MicroPort as soon as possible. In addition, how far has the negotiation of Bioson International progressed?"