Thousands of surgeries are indeed difficult.
Zheng Ren was a little bored, and he also felt that Professor Rudolf Wagner and Su Yun were acting too hastily. A top, world-class award would be damned if it was too casual.
Seeing that Su Yun was about to speak again, Zheng Ren interrupted him and asked, "Dr. Mehar, I think your physical condition is fine. You can perform prostate interventional embolization at any time."
"Surgery? What's the success rate?" Dr. Mehar stared at Zheng Ren with a calm look in his eyes, as if this surgery was performed on someone else.
"It's okay." Zheng Ren said perfunctorily.
Having pulled Dr. Mehar out of the abyss of death, Zheng Ren felt that his work was done. The rest, such as prostatic hyperplasia, is not important either. At most, just wear a urinary catheter to survive.
The most important thing is that Zheng Ren feels that he has fulfilled his responsibilities and obligations as a doctor, and the rest is the patient's choice.
Dr. Mehar was a little surprised when he saw Zheng Ren's perfunctory expression, and was slightly startled.
"I can't stay in Stockholm for too long, Dr. Mehar." Zheng Ren said directly: "Today, if you think about it, if you want to do the surgery, just book a time in the near future. If you don't want to do it, it's normal. I'm fine. go home."
After saying that, Zheng Ren smiled, stood up, and said, "I'm glad to see you recover. I'll take my leave now."
The professor was stunned.
In all these years, he has never seen anyone dare to talk to Dr. Mehar like this.
Boss, is this...do you really not want to nominate for the Nobel Prize
Su Yun followed Zheng Ren, and the two of them left the ward. The professor stood there, neither walking nor walking.
"This friend of yours is really interesting." Dr. Mehar said with a smile: "Rudolf, sit down."
The professor hesitated for a moment and then sat down as Dr. Mehar said.
"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 surgery. Your friend is the best in the world."
Professor Rudolf Wagner smiled, a little uneasily.
"I gradually believe what you said. He can really perform surgeries that you can't do." Dr. Mehar said.
"The boss is an amazing person. His surgical techniques are meticulous and the level of surgery... I am one Danube River behind him."
Dr. Mehar said with a smile: "The retrievable stent he gave me was used to solve the problem of coagulation disorder. Two months later, I went to China to see him. If the operation was successful, I would live in China for a while and have my prostate transplanted. Treat the proliferative disease."
Hearing what Dr. Mehar said, the professor was slightly startled.
The preparations he had made all along were for prostate interventional embolization. He never expected that Zheng Ren would undergo a coronary interventional surgery during his visit to Sweden.
And then... And then we have to wait two months
The professor was a little reluctant and wanted to say something, but when he saw that Dr. Mehar's eyes had closed, he knew that he did not want to have more conversations with him. This was a notice, not a discussion, so he stood up and walked out slowly.
Back in the car, Su Yun saw the professor looking a little strange, so he asked, "Fugui, what are you thinking about?"
"Dr. Mehar said that he has just completed the operation and he does not want to perform prostate interventional embolization so early." The professor frowned and replied: "The doctor said that in two months, he will go to the Imperial Capital to find his boss."
"Fugui, you owe the boss a big favor this time." Su Yun began to squeeze the professor, "Tell me, what did you do when you came here in such a hurry?"
The professor was a little embarrassed, scratched his head and said, "I am all in a hurry. I am so unreliable in doing things."
"It's okay." Zheng Ren smiled and said, "Then you can go back."
"Boss, I see that the boss lady has also gone to the Imperial Capital. I heard that you are going to establish a tip surgery research and development center in the Imperial Capital. Is that true?" the professor asked.
"Lady boss..." Zheng Ren was speechless.
"What? Are you embarrassed? Why did you have the nerve to do it in the first place?" Su Yun spat.
You can't talk to this guy. Zheng Ren turned his face away from him and said to the professor.
"Fugui'er, we have indeed established a research and development center for tips surgery, but there is no specific location yet. Director Kong only allocated ten beds to me." Zheng Rendao.
"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 curiously.
"What work is more important than the Nobel Prize?" Professor Rudolf Wagner was also surprised.
The thinking of the two people is not on the same line at all, which means that neither of them is the best. As long as there is a bully, wait for the quarrel.
Zheng Ren had no objections to the professor following him back.
One more person does the work for free... Professor Rudolf Wagner not only doesn't need any money, he comes with investment from his own foundation.
Now that I have made my decision, there is no point in staying in Stockholm anymore. The professor booked the latest flight, picked up his suitcase, and set out on the road 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, but the professor was only thinking about tips for surgery, so his opinions were ignored by the two of them.
After traveling all the way and working hard, several people were so exhausted that they had no energy at all. They started to sleep as soon as they got on the plane, and no one had the energy to joke.
The flight of more than nine hours was boring, especially with the professor snoring on the side. Zheng Ren couldn't even take a good rest.
I have no choice but to go into the system library and read books.
Have a safe trip. This time I went to Stockholm quickly and returned quickly. It only took less than three days.
Director Kong, Xie Yiren, and Chang Yue went to pick up the three people. After meeting, Director Kong had a lot to ask.
The main issue is the progress of the Nobel Prize. The older generation is more superstitious about this.
In the past, let alone the Nobel Prize, as long as a small achievement was achieved, the whole country would rejoice and one billion people would celebrate together.
The launch of the Long March rocket was broadcast live across the country, and countless pairs of eyes were watching it.
This is especially true for the Olympics.
But now that the country is strong, how can CCTV broadcast rocket launches live? 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 himself in this life, but he very much hopes that under his wings, Zheng Ren can achieve it on his behalf.
When I received Zheng Ren, I saw that he and Xie Yiren had been chatting quietly for a while, but Director Kong did not bother him.
After getting in the car, Director Kong was about to ask Zheng Ren when his cell phone rang.