Zheng Ren glanced at the number. It was a mess and he didn't recognize it, so he hung up.
"Hey, you're getting a harassing phone call so soon?" Su Yun looked at his phone with a smile, flipping through various messages with almost lingering fingers.
What a coincidence, Zheng Ren was also helpless.
The mobile phone is very slow, there are too many messages, and WeChat cannot be opened at all.
It's as slow as an old scalper, and the phone will crash at any time.
Ten seconds later, the phone rang again. Zheng Ren glanced at it, and it was still the weird number. Zheng Ren hung up again, but the LCD touch screen had slowed down to a certain extent and the response was lagging.
The bell kept ringing. Su Yun poked his head over to take a look and sneered, "Boss, didn't you look at the number?"
"Um?"
"The one from Germany must be a rich man." Su Yundao said.
"..." Only then did Zheng Ren notice that the address information that appeared under the unfamiliar number was Germany.
sweat…
I clicked to answer, but my phone didn’t respond.
Zheng Ren was also helpless and could only wait quietly.
"Boss, Fugui'er may want to talk to you about a donation of 30 million US dollars, but you are using a mobile phone worth 1,000 US dollars. Doesn't it feel particularly ridiculous?" Su Yun asked jokingly.
Zheng Ren didn't care, he just wanted his phone to get better quickly and then contact Xie Yiren.
He was hesitating whether to call first or read the message first.
The phone was stuck for a full minute before Zheng Ren clicked on Xie Yiren's profile picture on WeChat.
Before he could read the WeChat content, the weird number called again.
Really a rich man? Zheng Ren was a little convinced and answered the phone directly.
"Hey, boss, is that you? Can you hear me?" Professor Rudolf Wagner's voice came from the mobile phone, as if he was shouting in Zheng Ren's ear.
Zheng Ren frowned, moved the phone further away, and said, "Fugui son, it's me."
"Boss! You finally showed up!" Professor Rudolf Wagner was extremely excited and almost cried with joy.
In his heart, Zheng Ren wished that the person talking on the other side of the phone was from Xie Yi instead of Professor Rudolf Wagner.
A little irritated, Zheng Ren's voice was a bit stiff, "Let's talk about something."
"Boss, I miss you so much, come to my place..." Zheng Ren just hung up in the middle of the professor's words and immediately called Xie Yiren.
The ringtone rang, and a few seconds later, Xie Yiren answered the phone.
For a moment, Zheng Ren felt as if he had received an emergency call, and his heart rate jumped to 150.
"Yiren..." Zheng Ren only called his name and then lost his voice. For a moment, his mind went blank. He thought of countless sweet words in his free time, but they disappeared in an instant, and he couldn't remember a word.
"Zheng Ren, you're out!" Xie Yiren was also very excited and spoke loudly, which made Director Kong happy.
"It sounds like he was in jail, and he's still out." Director Kong muttered in a low voice.
But Zheng Ren didn't hear Director Kong speak. There were only Xie Yi people in his world.
The two of them were silent at the same time, and only the sound of heavy breathing came from the phone receiver.
"you… "
"you… "
After a few seconds, the two spoke at the same time, but stopped at the same time.
The beeping sound on the phone kept ringing, making Zheng Ren a little irritated.
The professor is simply too annoying. It would be an unforgivable crime to disturb him at this time!
"I'm in the imperial capital with Chang Yue. The work procedures have been completed. When will you come back? I'll pick you up." Xie Yiren calmed down and said softly.
Zheng Ren glanced at Director Kong and asked, "Director Kong, when will our flight arrive?"
"Three-fifteen."
"Yiren, my plane is flying at 3:15."
"Well, what do you want to eat tonight? I'll cook it for you." Xie Yiren was obviously not smart enough, so he actually asked Zheng Ren about his meal.
"Hehe." Zheng Ren also seemed like a fool, he didn't know what to say at all, he was just having fun.
Su Yun's disdainful gaze was projected through the black hair on his forehead.
The beeping sound of missed calls kept ringing, reminding Professor Zheng Ren just how anxious he was.
Zheng Ren ignored the professor's call and talked on the phone with Xie Yiren for more than ten minutes. It was not until Xie Yiren realized that there was not enough time to prepare dinner and pick up Zheng Ren that he reluctantly hung up.
The moment he hung up the phone, the professor's phone rang again.
Zheng Ren sighed and picked up the phone.
Before the professor could say anything, Zheng Ren immediately said in a deep voice: "Fugui, please tell me if you have anything to do. I'm about to get on the plane."
"It's true that the opposite sex is inhumane." Su Yun's words flew over lightly.
"Boss, what the hell, I finished the operation." Professor Rudolf Wagner heard something was wrong from Zheng Ren's tone, so he said it directly without nagging.
"Operation?"
"The prostate interventional embolization performed on Dr. Mehar has been completed..." The professor's frustrated voice came over.
"Come on, no one can perform the operation with 100% success." Zheng Ren said casually.
"Boss! That's not the case!" Professor Rudolf Wagner almost shouted: "The Nobel Prize in Medicine will be lost if the operation fails!"
His voice was so loud that Director Kong, who was sitting next to Zheng Ren, could hear him clearly.
Suddenly, Director Kong's expression became serious.
During this period, Director Kong, with the help of relevant departments, had a corresponding understanding of the progress of this year's Nobel Prize in Medicine.
Professor Rudolf Wagner successfully applied for the Nobel Prize in Medicine before January 31st with a new tip surgery method for treating late-stage portal hypertension and ascites due to cirrhosis.
Now Zheng Ren can be said to be a candidate for the Nobel Prize.
There are many candidates, but we are still far away from winning the Nobel Prize.
Although Zheng Ren didn't care, he was thinking about how to teach others to perform tips surgery. Even if I am alone, no matter how good I am, I will perform surgeries 24 hours a day. I can only complete 1,800 surgeries in a year.
For the huge population of hepatitis B patients in China, this is just a drop in the bucket.
And winning the Nobel Prize is completely meaningless to Zheng Ren. Well, from the perspective of personal honor, it makes sense.
The situation now is not the same as it was a few decades ago, and the situation is completely different from even more than ten years ago.
At that time, in the early days of the founding of the People's Republic of China, the artificial synthesis of insulin was definitely a Nobel Prize-level achievement. At that time, the efforts of the whole country were still unable to withstand the malicious slander.
Teacher Tu Youyou’s Nobel Prize-level achievements only really received this honor decades later.
Now, like the Olympic champion, the country no longer needs this kind of honor to unite people.
Of course, if you can get it, it is definitely the best.
But it's not that urgent.
From a personal and national perspective, there is no urgency, and Zheng Ren doesn’t really care about the Nobel Prize.
Surgery was more in line with his views.