Dr. Charles Moore's laboratory is a basic laboratory and is not in this building.
Led by Brock Lesnar, several people took a shortcut and took ten minutes to arrive in front of a modern-looking building.
After entering, he walked zigzag to a laboratory. Brock Lesnar introduced: "This is Dr. Charles' laboratory."
Before he entered the door, Zheng Ren smelled a faint sour smell.
No matter how high-end the laboratory is, it is difficult to avoid these smells. Maybe there are some currently unknown toxic gases that can cause serious harm to the human body.
This is also the distress of basic research workers.
Brock Lesnar went first to say hello to Dr. Charles, and Zheng Ren and others entered later.
"Dr. Charles, I'm sorry for what happened just now." Zheng Ren bowed slightly, expressing his respect for an old scientist and doctor, "Because there are tips teaching surgeries in the afternoon, so..."
Dr. Charles waved his hand, interrupting Zheng Ren's apology and motioned for Zheng Ren to sit down.
"Your surgery was very good." Dr. Charles said in a low and slow voice: "It was very good, very similar to the surgery when I was young."
If anyone had said that, Su Yun would have slapped him away.
But coming from the mouth of Dr. Charles Moore, these words are a compliment, a compliment, almost the ultimate approval.
Zheng Ren smiled slightly.
"I checked the information recommended for this year's Nobel Prize and saw your name." Dr. Charles did not beat around the bush and went straight to the point: "Young man, after seeing your surgery, I feel a sense of intimacy. So, I want to I want to give you some advice."
Zheng Ren sat up straight and listened intently.
“In 1944, Dr. Moniz discovered that after removing the frontal lobe of the brain, the experimental animals would change from a manic state to a quiet state, so he gradually successfully transformed this research into a clinical surgical procedure, and received the Nobel Prize for this in 1949. Bell Prize in Medicine and Biology." Dr. Charles said softly.
Zheng Ren knew about this matter, and it had always troubled him.
Since this incident, the Nobel Prize in Medicine and Biology will no longer be awarded to clinical procedures.
Even for kidney transplantation, a procedure that has been proven to be completely successful, the Nobel Prize is awarded from the perspective of basic research.
"I think you know that this technique is called a disgrace to the Nobel Prize." Dr. Charles said.
Zheng Ren thought to himself, the Peace Prize is a shame, why didn't you say it? But this involves issues of different values, and Zheng Ren doesn't want to have a conflict of views with Dr. Charles here.
So it's just a rant.
"What I mean is that if you are nominated for a new surgery, this is a dead end." Dr. Charles said: "Based on my understanding of the Nobel Prize judges, they are conservative and rigid, and it is absolutely impossible for a clinical surgery to pass. Jury, winner of the Nobel Prize.”
Zheng Ren knew that, so when he heard what Dr. Charles said, he felt a little sad.
"Young man, you finally know why I gave up clinical work and devoted myself to basic research when I was forty-two years old."
"It's to get the Nobel Prize." Zheng Ren responded.
"Well, this is a dream." Dr. Charles said: "My suggestion is that if you want to win the Nobel Prize, give up clinical work and devote yourself to basic research. I think that with your talent, you will find it in the intricate basic research. The road to the Nobel Prize.”
"If you don't want to give up clinical work, then give up the Nobel Prize. In fact, after you get it, looking back, life seems to have become very boring."
Dr. Charles's voice was light and distant, as if a dying old man was covering his blanket in front of the fireplace, hugging his cat, and telling his children and grandchildren about his bizarre experiences in this life.
"I will seriously consider your suggestion." Zheng Ren replied affirmatively, but did not make a choice on the spot.
Although it is said that adults do not do multiple-choice questions, this is just a joke. Life is full of choices, so who can not do it
But the choice Zheng Ren faces is a big choice in life.
Should we give up clinical surgery for the sake of honor, or should we insist on clinical surgery and give up the Nobel Prize
Dr. Charles just smiled and began to discuss the fusion of renal sympathetic nerves and renal arteries with Zheng Ren.
This time, Brock Lesnar, who was standing aside, suddenly became energetic.
He listened carefully.
Although Dr. Charles only took a glance, his understanding of anatomy was extremely profound, down to his bones.
One glance at many things is enough for him, and he can come up with many new views, perspectives and improvement plans.
Zheng Ren is in another mode.
After conducting nearly hundreds of dissections and experiments in the systematic operating room, he also gained a deep understanding of this research.
One is to analyze it from a broad perspective, and the other is to explain it from a practical basis. The conversation between an old man and a young man is particularly joyful.
Both Dr. Charles and Zheng Ren have gained more inspiration.
However, the one who gained the most was Brock Lesnar.
He never thought that the research on percutaneous renal sympathetic denervation could have so many research directions and details.
Although this research has been conducted for several years, and there have been successful cases before, providing an idea for the treatment of resistant hypertension, many ideas are still unfamiliar to him.
It was so strange that Brock Lesnar had to think for a long time to understand the conversation between Dr. Charles and Zheng Ren.
This is purely academic research and belongs to the category of basic research.
After nearly an hour, Dr. Charles became tired, and Zheng Ren stopped communicating and wanted to say goodbye.
"Young man, perhaps research on hypertension is also a direction you can choose." Dr. Charles finally gave Zheng Ren a suggestion.
If it's about studying magic formulas, it definitely won't work. But the doctor believes that with Zheng Ren’s solid basic skills, if he devotes himself to scientific research, this project will definitely achieve a breakthrough.
It might be five years, it might be ten years, it might be twenty years, who can say? It took me twelve years to win the Nobel Prize for my nucleic acid project, which is a miracle.
Perhaps, this miracle can be broken by him.
Zheng Ren did not refuse, but politely agreed.
After walking out of the research institute, Zheng Ren felt as if he had gained something. His mind was working very fast, and he was still thinking about the conversation with Dr. Charles.
Su Yun and Professor Rudolf Wagner were both frustrated. If they had known this was the case, Zheng Ren would not have been allowed to see Dr. Charles.
Returning to the gate of Mayo and bidding farewell to Brock Lesnar, Su Yung was about to say something when he suddenly saw a familiar figure walking out of Mayo.