Chapter 632

Thousands of operations are really difficult.

Zheng Ren was a little tired, and also felt that Professor Rudolf Wagner and Su Yun were too hasty. A top, world-class award, if it is too casual, then hell.

Seeing that Su Yun was about to speak again, Zheng Ren interrupted him and asked, "Dr. Mehar, I think your physical condition is fine, and you can undergo prostate interventional embolization at any time."

"Surgery? What's the success rate?" Dr. Mehar stared at Zheng Ren with calm eyes, as if the operation was performed on someone else.

"It's okay." Zheng Ren said perfunctorily.

Having rescued Dr. Mehar from the abyss of death, Zheng Ren felt that his work was done. The rest, benign prostatic hyperplasia and the like, are not important. At most, live with a urinary catheter.

Most importantly, Zheng Ren feels that he has fulfilled his responsibilities and obligations as a doctor, and the rest is the patient's choice.

Seeing Zheng Ren's perfunctory expression, Dr. Mehar was also a little surprised, and was slightly taken aback.

"I can't stay in Stockholm for too long, Dr. Mechal." Zheng Ren said directly: "Today, if you think about it, if you want to have surgery, just book a time soon. It's normal if you don't want to. I'm fine." go home."

After finishing speaking, Zheng Ren smiled, stood up, and said, "I'm glad to see you recover. I'll take my leave first."

Professors are stupid.

For so many years, he has never seen anyone who dared to talk to Dr. Mehal like that.

Boss, this is...do you really don't want to be nominated for the Nobel Prize?

Su Yun followed Zheng Ren, and the two left the ward. The professor stood where he was, neither walking nor not walking.

"Your friend, it's really interesting." Dr. Mechal said with a smile: "Rudolph, sit down."

The professor hesitated for a moment, and sat down according to Dr. Mehal's instructions.

"Yesterday, I felt like I was bathed in a white light." Dr. Mehar said, "But the Lord still didn't take me in. I saw the film of the operation, and your friend's level is the best in the world."

Professor Rudolf Wagner smiled, a little uneasy.

"I gradually believe in what you said. He can really do the surgery that you can't do." Dr. Mehal said.

"The boss is a miraculous person. His surgical technique is exquisite and his surgical level... I am a distance away from him by the Danube."

Dr. Mehal said with a smile: "He gave me a retractable stent to solve the problem of blood coagulation dysfunction. Two months later, I went to China to see him. If the operation is successful, I will live in China for a while and remove the prostate gland by the way. Treat the disease of hyperplasia."

Hearing what Dr. Mehar said, the professor was slightly taken aback.

The preparations he had been making all along had been interventional embolization of the prostate. He never expected that Zheng Ren would perform a coronary interventional operation when he came to Sweden.

And then... and then two months?

The professor was a little reconciled and wanted to say something, but seeing that Dr. Mehar's eyes had been closed, knowing that he didn't want to talk to him any more, this was a notification, not a discussion, so he stood up and walked out slowly.

Back in the car, Su Yun saw that the professor looked a little strange, so he asked, "Fugui, what are you thinking about?"

"Dr. Mehal said that he has just finished the operation, and he doesn't want to do prostate interventional embolization so early." The professor frowned, and replied: "The doctor said that he will go to the capital to find his boss in two months."

"Fu Guier, you owe the boss a big favor this time." Su Yun began to run on the professor, "Tell me, what did you do for rushing over this time?"

The professor was a little embarrassed, scratched his head, and said, "It's all because of my haste, and it's unreliable to do things like a thief."

"It's okay." Zheng Ren smiled and said, "Then we can go back."

"Boss, I see that the proprietress has also gone to the imperial capital. I heard that you are going to establish a TIPS surgery research and development center in the imperial capital. Is that true?" the professor asked.

"Boss lady..." Zheng Ren was speechless.

"What? Are you still embarrassed? Why did you have the nerve to start?" Su Yun sprayed.

It's impossible to talk to this guy, Zheng Ren turned his face away from him, and talked to the professor.

"Fu Guier, it is true that a research and development center for TIPS surgery has been established, but there is no specific location yet, but Director Kong allocated ten beds for me." Zheng Ren said.

"Boss, I want to go back with you for surgery." Professor Rudolf Wagner said seriously.

"Don't you have to work in Heidelberg?" Zheng Ren asked strangely.

"What work is more important than the Nobel Prize?" Professor Rudolf Wagner is also very strange.

The thinking of the two people is not on the same line at all, which means that neither of them is a master. As long as there is a bully, wait and quarrel.

Zheng Ren didn't have any disagreement with the professor following him back.

It doesn't cost money for one more person to work...Professor Rudolf Wagner not only doesn't need money, he comes here with the investment of the foundation.

Now that the decision has been made, there is no point in staying in Stockholm. The professor booked the latest flight, carried the suitcase, and set off on the journey again.

In fact, according to Su Yun's idea, he should stay in Northern Europe for a few days. However, Zheng Ren wanted to go back to see Xie Yiren. The professor was full of TIPS surgery, and his opinion was directly ignored by the two of them.

Running all the way, hard work, a few people are exhausted and have no energy at all. They start to sleep after boarding the plane, and no one has the energy to talk and laugh.

The flight time of more than nine hours was boring, especially when the professor was snoring, Zheng Ren couldn't even take a good rest.

I have no choice but to go into the system library to read books.

The trip was safe and sound, this time I went to Stockholm quickly, and it only took less than three days.

Director Kong, Xie Yiren, and Chang Yue went to pick up a group of three people. After meeting, Director Kong was full of questions.

The main issue is the progress of the Nobel Prize. The older generation is more superstitious about this.

In the past, not to mention the Nobel Prize, as long as a small achievement was achieved, the whole country would be jubilant, and a billion people would celebrate together.

The launch of the Long March rocket was broadcast live across the country, and I don’t know how many pairs of eyes watched it.

Even more so in the Olympics.

But now that the country is strong, how can CCTV live broadcast rocket launches? Even Chang'e's moon landing was not broadcast live.

However, the Nobel Prize used to be a dream that lingered in the hearts of the older generation of scientific and technological personnel. Countless people have worked hard, struggled, and struggled for it.

Director Kong will never have the chance to win the Nobel Prize in his life, but he very much hopes that under his wing, Zheng Ren can achieve it on his behalf.

After receiving Zheng Ren, seeing that he had a private conversation with Xie Yiren, Director Kong didn't bother.

After getting into the car, Director Kong was about to ask Zheng Ren when the phone rang.