It was already very late when Professor Rudolf Wagner arrived. During this period of various banquets, speeches, and exchanges, the professor felt that he had reached the pinnacle of his life.
He should have picked up Zheng Ren early, but every time the professor thought of the inexplicable embarrassment he would feel after being rejected by his boss when he asked him to go back for surgery, he just wanted to escape.
In the professor's mind, the boss is very powerful in the medical profession, so powerful that he cannot be touched. However, the logic of what the boss does is completely different from his own, and he is not the same type of person at all.
According to Professor Rudolf Wagner, winning the Nobel Prize, becoming famous, has reached its peak, and has begun the mode of enjoying life in this life.
Is it that the yacht is difficult to drive, or that the young model is not good-looking
Going to the operating room to face patients and X-rays every day, do you think your life is too long? !
When it comes to interventional surgery, he is second best in the world. Professor Rudolf Wagner has a judgment and understanding of this in his heart. I don’t think about the first one. Whenever I think of the difference in level that I can only vaguely judge but cannot accurately feel when my boss performs surgery, the professor will be a bit forced and think that being second in the world is pretty good.
But when he came to receive the award, his boss had already arrived in Stockholm. It would be really unreasonable if he arrived too late.
But when he thought that Brother Yun would ridicule him, Professor Rudolf Wagner couldn't help but have a headache.
You still have to see it, you can't escape it.
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The late-night snack was over, as Xie Ning left early in the morning because he had to modify the information for the new product display and add the video of today's surgery.
The others were so sleepy that they couldn't open their eyes due to jet lag, so they were all kicked back by Zheng Ren. Only he and Su Yun were left waiting in a small bar for the arrival of Professor Rudolf Wagner.
"Boss, Fugui'er will be here in half an hour." Su Yun held the phone, the expression on his face was worth pondering.
"Oh." Zheng Ren looked at the surgery video repeatedly as if he didn't hear it.
"I just don't understand. What's so interesting about a video? Are you still planning to perform surgery under such network delay conditions?" Su Yun said disdainfully, "The delay of 5g wireless terminal is only 10-20MS. Although it’s not as fast as fiber optic, it doesn’t exist as long as you return to your country.”
"Don't you think that when there is a delay, you can have a special judgment on your own neural reaction speed?" Zheng Ren said something very convoluted.
"As far as you think about this kind of thing, all kinds of extreme situations are meaningless. It's like the diagnosis and treatment of rare diseases are meaningful, but not very meaningful." Su Yun understood immediately and curled his lips, "The rich man wants to Here we go, this product arrived later than us, look at Fuguier, this is the style of a Nobel Prize winner, so impressive."
Listening to Su Yun's disdainful tone of voice, Zheng Ren smiled, "It's not necessary. Each person has his or her own pace of life. If you want to enjoy life, just enjoy it. In your words, if you leave the wine, this life will be the same." It’s no fun to be alive.”
"That's true, but how can a rich man compare with me? I'm the successor of socialism, just kidding!" Su Yun laughed.
This year's Nobel Prize project was essentially led by Zheng Ren, and Professor Rudolf Wagner did countless meticulous work. No matter during earthquake relief or in daily work, professors work hard like old scalpers without complaining.
Before winning the Nobel Prize, most of the 912 tip surgeries were performed by the professor himself. From this point alone, there is no reason to blame him.
"Boss, what are you going to say at the dinner after receiving the award?" Su Yun asked.
"What did you say? Is there anything you need to say?" Zheng Ren raised his head and glanced at Su Yun.
"..." Su Yun was surprised, "I'm going, why don't you do some math? How did Mr. Mo Yan give a speech when he won the Nobel Prize? I forgot my speech notes in the hotel, but I kept those words in my mind. The ending , compared with science, literature is indeed useless. But perhaps the greatest use of literature is that it is useless. Look, how awesome it is!"
"Uh... It's not necessary. You see, I'm still a little hesitant about overcoming the network delay in this position. I could have done better." Zheng Ren took the computer and pointed out to Su Yun a small mistake he had made during the surgery.
"Boss, you are too pretentious." Su Yun curled his lips, "Do you mean to be so pretentious in front of me? Literature is indeed useless compared with science. But perhaps the greatest use of literature is that it is useless . Gee, look at this sentence, how awesome it is! Have you ever thought of a more powerful speech?"
"No, go up and get the award, go home and be interviewed by Xiao Sun, and then work normally. We have to pay close attention to the robotic arm project, and you have to pay close attention to the 3D printed lungs."
Zheng Ren said calmly.
"If you could exchange the Nobel Prize for Little Shitou's life, would you do it?" Su Yun asked sarcastically.
Zheng Ren looked at Su Yun with strange eyes, as if he had never known him before.
"What do you mean?" Su Yun asked.
"Of course. Is the Nobel Prize meaningful? Yes, but that's all. If I can change Xiao Shitou's life, why wouldn't I change it? It's a pity that there is no such business. It would be great if there was." Zheng Ren said without any hesitation.
"Tsk, tsk, if you don't want to give a speech, you can let Fuguier do it."
"also."
Zheng Ren was still watching the recording and playback. At 2x speed, the metal robotic arms were flying up and down on the screen. Although it was cumbersome, they were not tied to each other. The four robotic arms did not even have a chance to touch each other.
In normal operations, it is very common for surgeons and assistants to collide with each other. After all, the operating table is so big, and if you encounter a burly guy like Zhao Yunlong, you can only squeeze together for surgery.
But the robotic arm did not have this shortcoming. Zheng Ren re-conceived the surgical model of the robotic arm in his mind and wondered how it could be improved.
"By the way, are you going to celebrate the beauty's birthday according to Beijing time or this time?" Su Yun asked, "You shouldn't say in public that you want to give the Nobel Prize to the most beloved little beauty first. It's not impossible, But it’s too stupid to do this, so think about it again.”
"There's no point in doing this. It's her birthday, and I just want the two of us to walk around the streets of Stockholm. The joys and sorrows of life have nothing to do with others, so why should I say that I love her in front of the world? I Loving her has nothing to do with the world."
"Tsk!" Su Yun smiled playfully after hearing what Zheng Ren said.
"Oh my god, boss! You really want me to die!" Professor Rudolf Wagner's voice sounded like a broken gong.