"What's that expression on your face?" Su Yun asked contemptuously when he saw Zheng Ren's indifferent expression.
"It makes no sense." Zheng Ren said.
"Why is it meaningless?" Su Yun disagreed with Zheng Ren's view. "The Literature Award is the most typical. It is said that the winners of the Literature Award in the past ten years are all within the top twenty of the odds list."
"Because everyone can understand literary works. Even if you don't understand the inner meaning, you can probably understand it by looking at the sales volume." Zheng Rendao.
"Sales? Are you raising sales for Nobel Prize-winning works?" Su Yun said disdainfully: "Similar to the Oscars, blockbuster commercial films will be despised by nature."
"Yes." Zheng Ren said without principle. Zheng Ren didn't want to comment on this kind of thing at all.
"In the past, except for the Literature Prize, other science prizes did not offer odds. This year is special. It may be that Ladbrokes wants to expand projects other than the Literature Prize and the Peace Prize."
"The plate isn't big."
"It's not big. It's only a few hundred thousand euros in total. It's basically in a free-range state. Don't worry, today's gambling companies use actuaries to fight. Mathematics! Mathematics! Mathematics is the king."
"What is the odds ranking of our project?" Zheng Ren still didn't want to argue about the importance of mathematics, so he asked later.
"It's already on the list. It seems that someone has reacted and Ladbrokes has started to adjust the odds." Su Yundao said.
"Who can get the news now, who cares about such a small amount of money." Zheng Ren said disdainfully.
"Hey, boss, you are so generous." Su Yun said angrily: "Last year at this time, you were still earning 3,000 yuan a month in Haicheng."
"Today is different from the past. People always have to look forward." Zheng Ren said with a smile.
As for the odds, Zheng Ren wasn't interested at all. Now that he has a good relationship with the Bruch family, Zheng Ren feels that he should not worry.
And he thinks he doesn't need anything else, just fairness is enough.
Clinical procedures have been suppressed for more than half a century, and there should be a rebound.
The only disadvantage is that the new TIPS surgery has not been in clinical practice long enough, and the postoperative effects have yet to be evaluated.
The night was already dark, and the wind felt a little warm on my face.
"When the wind cools down, boss, you can get the call for the Nobel Prize." Su Yun said with a smile.
Is the wind getting colder
Zheng Ren smiled. In his mind, the cold weather was one of the peak periods for cardiovascular and cerebrovascular diseases.
"Go back. I wonder if Yiren is taking Heizi for a walk downstairs."
Because he missed Yi and Heizi walking around, Zheng Ren walked back quickly, but unfortunately they had already gone back.
The days passed.
The wind got hot and then gradually became colder.
Before the cardiovascular and cerebrovascular diseases that Zheng Ren imagined could break out, Chang Yue collapsed first.
If you have a bad cold, you have to use a pack of paper to blow your nose every day.
Zheng Ren didn't have any good solution for this. Although taking medicine or not was of little use, it would be better to take some. At least it would give him peace of mind. Just pay attention to the dosage and don't eat it to cause liver failure.
But Chang Yue's condition gradually worsened. When Zheng Ren saw the diagnosis of pneumonia on her system panel, he sent her directly to the hospital for a lung CT.
There was mild inflammation in the left lower lung, and the condition was not serious.
Chang Yue didn't care, it was just a cold. If there was inflammation, just take medicine and it wouldn't be a drip.
Oral amoxicillin, Zheng Ren and Su Yun had another argument about whether to take antiviral drugs or not.
In the end, Chang Yue got annoyed and drove them both away.
Zheng Ren didn't care, there was no need to be too nervous about the minor problem.
The fourth stage of becoming famous all over the world has entered an explosive period. Zheng Ren looks at the taskbar in the system panel every day, feeling increasingly happy.
Generous rewards are about to be received. Zheng Ren has been worried that he will need to activate the assistant system for any major surgery. If he doesn't have training time, he will be screwed.
However, with peak-level general surgical skills, there are few operations that can stump Zheng Ren.
This kind of thing is only a small probability event and has not happened.
Another day passed, and when he returned from a walk with Heizi in the evening, Zheng Ren found it interesting to see Su Yun lazing on the sofa and living a life without fun.
Since Chang Yue fell ill, she stopped drinking with him at night. Drinking alone was indeed boring, so Su Yun could only hope that Chang Yue would get better soon.
"Where's Chang Yue?" Zheng Ren asked.
"She said she felt a little uncomfortable and went to lie down." Su Yun said nonchalantly.
"Do you need to disinfect your home? A clean environment will help Chang Yue recover." Zheng Ren asked casually.
"Boss, that's too much." Su Yun breathed contemptuously, his black hair flying in front of his forehead, "It's just a cold, not influenza A, why are you fussing."
Yes, so be it. Zheng Ren recalled Chang Yue's system panel during dinner. The red color had gradually faded, and it looked like it was getting better.
Although she has been working despite her illness, her chatting with patients has come to an abrupt end. The patient's resistance was too weak. Chang Yue was not worried about infecting Su Yun and Zheng Ren, who were as strong as cattle, nor was he very worried about infecting Xie Yiren, but he was worried that the patient would not be able to bear it.
Work has been seriously affected, and recently two or three patients' families have questioned the surgery.
Clinical work is meticulous, and everything will be fine if the surgery is done well. Many doctors operate without problems, but are still unhappy in the end; some doctors fail to perform operations, but receive tears of gratitude from the patients' families.
This is the level, and this is the value of Chang Yue’s daily work.
He didn't know how to cherish it when he got it. Zheng Ren smiled and thought that he was also like this. For the leader of the medical team, the professor who leads the team, and even the director of the department, Chang Yue is the best resident doctor, bar none.
Apart from not coloring the leader of the medical team, what she did was flawless.
"Chang Yue doesn't have a fever, right?" Zheng Ren asked.
"It doesn't look like there is any." Su Yun said, "It just means I have a little chest tightness."
No, when she went downstairs for a walk, she looked at her system panel and saw nothing was going on. Why did she start to feel chest tightness after more than an hour
Zheng Ren was a little confused, but Su Yun was watching at home, so there would be no problem no matter what.
An online drama was playing on the TV, and the funny plot didn't make many people laugh.
Xie Yiren went back to the house intermittently and looked at it twice, saying that Chang Yue had fallen asleep. After the video chat with Director Pan, Zheng Ren was still a little worried.
"Yiren, why don't you go take a look again?" Zheng Ren said, "Get her up and ask her if she feels uncomfortable."
"Boss, you must have obsessive-compulsive disorder." Su Yun said unhappily.
Just as he was talking, there was a "thud" sound from inside the room, as if someone was falling to the floor.
The living room fell into silence. 1.2 seconds later, Su Yun jumped up, crossed the coffee table like a hurdle, and rushed in.