Chapter 2469 Dad, I Won the Nobel Prize

For entertainment, Zheng Ren is not as guarded and disgusted as before. But after all, when there are too many people, the headache will be severe.

Reluctantly coping, Zheng Ren saw that his energy had bottomed out when he left the hospital.

It's really more strenuous than shopping with Yiren, and the energy drains too quickly. Zheng Ren himself is really not good at this kind of thing.

He dragged his exhausted body home and saw Liu Xuzhi downstairs. He didn't know how long he had been waiting. After the meeting, Liu Xuzhi only knew how to giggle, and after saying a few words of congratulations, he didn't know what to say anymore.

Zheng Ren liked this temper.

"Old Liu, go upstairs and have a meeting, let's have a drink together." Su Yun said vigorously, putting his arm around Liu Xuzhi's shoulder.

Liu Xuzhi was a little embarrassed, but after all, he also wanted to get closer to Boss Zheng and Brother Yun, so he nodded and followed upstairs.

After returning home, I slumped on the sofa and felt exhausted, which was more tiring than a 24-hour operation.

Taking a look at the energy bar, there was only a little left, and if he didn't recover quickly, Zheng Ren was afraid that he would faint.

He took out his phone and glanced at it. There were countless missed calls on it. It was really right to mute the phone today, Zheng Ren thought to himself.

Lying on the sofa, Zheng Ren began to scroll through the messages of missed calls, when suddenly a name appeared in his field of vision.

Uncle Ning, the person that Zheng Ren loves and hates at the same time.

Yes, he won the Nobel Prize without reporting it to his father-in-law. How could this be possible? Zheng Ren immediately conducted a self-examination in the deepest part of his heart.

If you don't have friends, it's fine if you don't have friends, if you don't have a girlfriend... Zheng Ren shook his head, he can't even think about not having Yiren.

He picked up the phone, his whole body fell apart, stood up weakly, greeted Liu Xuzhi who was sitting on the sofa with a cramped face, and walked to the terrace.

The impromptu press conference just now was well organized by Director Li of the 912 Propaganda Office. Basically, Su Yunding was at the front, and Zheng Ren didn't do anything. But that's it, the energy value has bottomed out.

Zheng Ren moved a little bit, feeling that he was very tired.

Worrying, if I wait until the Nobel Prize is awarded, will I faint on the podium? Or let Su Yun go.

Zheng Ren walked to the terrace while thinking wildly.

Autumn night, it was a little bit cold, but Zheng Ren was so powerful that he couldn't feel it at all. Holding his mobile phone, he tapped Uncle Ning's number to call back.

After a few beeps, the phone was picked up.

"Dad, I won the Nobel Prize." Zheng Ren said subconsciously.

After finishing speaking, Zheng Ren was stunned. Is this an oolong? Usually I always think about how to call Uncle Ning after marriage, but I can't just call him Dad at this time.

Ruined.

There was silence on the other side of the phone, presumably Uncle Ning was also taken aback by this address.

There was an embarrassing and inexplicable smell in the air, and even the cool and relaxing autumn wind just now became much more bleak.

Zheng Ren vaguely saw a withered and yellow leaf falling down.

Impossible, there are no leaves on the top floor, Zheng Ren quickly shook his head, trying to overcome the psychological barrier, and said softly, "Uncle Ning."

"Won the Nobel Prize?" Uncle Ning's voice was a little hoarse on the other side of the phone, and Zheng Ren was a little flustered on the other side of the phone.

"Yeah." Zheng Ren faced the air, nodded very politely and humbly, as if his future father-in-law and current Uncle Ning were standing opposite him.

As for what Uncle Ning said on the phone, Zheng Ren didn't remember anything. He seemed to be sleepwalking, just nodding his head all the way.

It wasn't until he hung up the phone that Zheng Ren shuddered. It's really... talking to Uncle Ning is so heartbreaking.

Zheng Ren tightened his clothes and walked back to the room.

"Boss, drink some today!" Su Yun said loudly with a proud face.

Just as Zheng Ren wanted to refuse, he saw that Su Yun had started to search for drinks all over the room.

"Just drink..."

"What is to be happy in life? What is Hu'er will be exchanged for fine wine? Uh...the last sentence doesn't count." Su Yun said happily.

Xie Yiren held Zheng Ren's hand, with stars shining in his eyes, "Starting today, you should be the best surgeon."

Zheng Ren thought to himself, can the best surgeon be recognized by Uncle Ning? Forget it, I'll think about it later.

What Yi Ren said was correct, no doctor has won a Nobel Prize in decades, so it is appropriate to say so. But it's not a project like organ transplantation. If I say that, I still feel a little bit offended.

"maybe."

"that is!"

"Well, Yi Ren is right, I am the best surgeon." Zheng Ren said meekly like a lamb.

"Boss, you won the Nobel Prize, can you be tougher?" Su Yun came over with a bottle of Moutai.

"I can't drink this." Zheng Ren said distressedly: "The smell of wine is too strong, and I feel dizzy after smelling it."

"I know, it belongs to the three of us." Su Yun said with a smile, "Today, my master, I will make a cocktail for you two weak chickens."

"cocktail?"

"I don't drink Bloody Marys," said the Shay immediately.

Liu Xuzhi had only heard of Bloody Mary, but he didn't know why the Xie Yiren reacted so strongly and refused directly.

"Hey, Yi Ren, what's wrong with Bloody Mary?"

"The taste is too... unpalatable, I really can't drink it." Xie Yi said, snuggling beside Zheng Ren, like a well-behaved kitten.

"As a bartender, shouldn't you make cocktails according to the requirements of the guests?" Zheng Ren immediately accused Su Yun of his mistakes after hearing Xie Yiren's words.

"Okay, then I'll go out for a while." Su Yun is happy today, and he doesn't want to piss people off. Only by letting the boss drink some wine and celebrate happily can he be worthy of the Nobel Prize.

Seeing Su Yun dragging Chang Yue to buy food and drinks, Zheng Ren remembered that the phone was turned to silent again. Sneaky, as if afraid that Uncle Ning's phone call will come in the next moment.

I should report it to Director Pan, I don't know about this, whether old Director Pan slept or not. Just as Zheng Ren was hesitating, he saw a call coming in. It was Director Pan's call.

Zheng Ren has been busy all this time and hasn't reported to the director yet. Zheng Ren is a little embarrassed.

But to put it bluntly, it's nothing. If the relationship is a little more distant, it will definitely not be reported. But the relationship with Mr. Pan is one of master and apprentice as well as father and son, so it's okay to wait a little later.

"Director! I won the Nobel Prize!"

There was a burst of hearty laughter on the phone, and it seemed that Director Pan was very relieved.

"I just finished my work, and today I did a second valve replacement. I came down to deal with the reporters. I was exhausted. The phone was turned off and silent, and I just got home."

"Yeah, talking to reporters is more tiring than doing surgery!"

When Zheng Ren talked to Director Pan, it was obvious that they had to speak a lot more. They were simple and relaxed, and they couldn't think of anything to say.

But most of the time, Director Pan asked various questions and details, and Zheng Ren answered them. Zheng Ren heard the sound of incoming calls from the mobile phone. After talking for a full ten minutes, Old Director Pan put down the phone with a lot of enthusiasm.

Then the phone rang again.

"Old Mu, your call was timely enough. I just got home."

"Well, didn't you say it was open on May 5 in advance. It should be expected that you can get it."

One phone call after another, it took half an hour to deal with it. Su Yun was also carrying his things, holding the mobile phone in one hand, talking and laughing with people in a naughty way.

When he got home, under Chang Yue's nagging, he began to make cocktails with a cigarette in his mouth.

Tonight, if the phone is not turned off or muted, I am afraid that I will not be able to sleep.

Su Yun hung up the phone, came to the tea table with two glasses of cocktails in his hand, and said, "Boss, turn off the phone to silent, and I won't go to the emergency room today even if there is an emergency operation."

When talking about emergency surgery, Zheng Ren's expression was slightly serious.

"912, if you don't leave, you won't turn." Su Yun said contemptuously: "Drink, drink!"

"Wait a minute, I haven't spoken to Fuguier yet," Zheng Ren said.

"I heard from Tang Xiu that Fu Guier got drunk late at night last night." Su Yun laughed loudly, "Tell me about this guy's psychological quality. He started to get drunk late at night."

Zheng Ren smiled, and wanted to take out his mobile phone to make a video call with Professor Rudolf Wagner, but the calls kept coming in one after another, and there was no time to spare.

"Chang Yue, use your cell phone." Su Yun said, "Both my phone and the boss's cell phone exploded."

For the same reason, Zheng Ren simply turned off his phone, and finally glanced at the screen, it was Zhu Liangchen who called in.

Chang Yue started sending video invitations to professors.

It was almost instant. Professor Rudolf Wagner appeared in front of Zheng Ren with a look of hangover pain mixed with infinite surprise, and finally turned into confusion.

"Boss! That thing really won the Nobel Prize? I'm not dreaming." Professor Rudolf Wagner asked eagerly.

"Fugui, you are indeed dreaming now. Last night you got drunk late at night, and the microthrombosis fell off after drinking, causing embolism in the middle cerebral artery..."

"Don't talk nonsense." Zheng Ren said with a smile. A microthrombus can't clog a blood vessel like the middle cerebral artery. If it did, it would at least have to... Forget it, what was he thinking.

"Fu Guier, why are you drinking too much? Today I had an emergency operation, and I was in the hybrid operating room, but I didn't receive a call. You didn't answer the call, what's the matter?" Zheng Ren asked.

Professor Rudolf Wagner immediately became serious, and he said with a guilty face: "Boss, my whole wave was wrong."

"Fu Guier, you are also a Nobel Prize winner, can you be tougher." Su Yun said with a smile.

"I haven't been able to find Dr. Mechal recently. They say that all other awards have been reviewed, but our award has no news. I think they are hiding it from me, so..." Professor Rudolf Wagner was embarrassed Scratched his head.

"The memory should not be now." Zheng Ren said, "Who knows, no matter what, the official website has already announced it, there is nothing wrong with it."

"Boss, your old nose is awesome!" After Zheng Ren's affirmation, Professor Rudolf Wagner became excited.

His hand holding the phone trembled a little, Zheng Ren felt dizzy, as if he was on a roller coaster.