He only took a glance and was stunned. He stood at the door with a crowd of people behind him.
Although there were many people, no one dared to squeeze.
Su Yun felt that the old man looked familiar, so he nudged the professor with his elbow and asked, "Who is that person? Why does he look so familiar?"
Professor Rudolf Wagner was originally focused on Zheng Ren's lecture. Although he had already mastered the new TIPS surgery method, Zheng Ren's lecture was extravagant. As long as he listened to a few words, he could no longer take his eyes off it.
People like Su Yun who did not listen to Zheng Ren's lecture and only played with their phones were as rare as phoenix feathers and unicorn horns … He was the only one.
"Oh my god!!!" The professor took a look and exclaimed.
The suppressed scream was like a bolt of lightning that flashed through Su Yun's heart. He immediately remembered.
Charles Moore, the only living Nobel Prize winner in medicine and biology from the Mayo Clinic! His main achievement was the research on the transmission of life information by nucleic acids.
It was said that this old man was a surgeon when he was young. When he was about forty years old, he suddenly changed from clinical to research and quickly made a breakthrough in the research of nucleic acids. Twelve years later, he won the Nobel Prize for this research.
This was a past. Su Yun was so concerned about the Nobel Prize, how could he not know?
However, the Charles Moore in the portrait was in his fifties when he won the Nobel Prize.
The Charles Moore in front of him was already old. The passage of time had taken away almost all of his energy.
At this moment, he was already an old man who was about to die.
How could it be him! Su Yun's eyes shone with a rare light of worship.
In just an instant, he could not sit still anymore. He was eager to try and was ready to ask Charles Moore for his autograph.
Facing his idol, all of Su Yun's youthful frivolity and unruly nature were put aside. He was like a child chasing after a star. He could not wait.
"Dr. Charles Moore. I saw him eight years ago. He's changed a lot in the past few years," Professor Rudolf Wagner muttered.
Su Yun still held it in.
It was obvious that he was here to ask for a venue. If he went up just like that, wouldn't he just run into the muzzle and wait to be slapped in the face by Dr. Charles Moore?
Su Yun was not that stupid.
With his fur, he was more intelligent than a monkey.
"When the doctor was young, it was said that he performed surgeries very well. Is that true?" Su Yun asked.
"Of course." The professor's eyes widened as if he had forgotten everything. He was angry that Su Yun dared to question his idol. "The doctor's neurosurgery and general surgery were the best in the world at that time."
"Why is he doing research?" Su Yun looked at Dr. Charles Moore and muttered to himself.
"I heard that at that time, Dr. Charles Moore's surgery had already reached the world's top level. But Brother Yun, you also know that the Nobel Prize discriminates against clinical work, so he angrily gave up clinical work to do basic research, "Professor Rudolf Wagner said enviously.
"From clinical to basic, it only took him twelve years to win the Nobel Prize. He's really awesome," Su Yun praised. He felt a little strange in his heart.
"Awesome!" The professor also praised, "I've considered doing basic research before, but I found out that there are too many things to learn. Moreover, basic research depended on fate. Most of it was just trial and error. If you find the wrong direction, you won't be able to win the Nobel Prize even if you study for the rest of your life. "
"That's eyesight, not fate," Su Yun said coldly.
"What is Dr. Charles Moore doing?" The professor could not care less about Zheng Ren's dissection and lecture. Instead, he observed and asked curiously.
"He …" Su Yun also hesitated for a moment. He wanted to say something but held it back in the end.
Su Yun felt that Dr. Charles Moore was watching Zheng Ren's lecture.
However, if this kind of thing happened to other people, it would be normal. However, the person in front of him was a powerhouse who had climbed to the peak of surgery decades ago. Moreover, his research level of basic theory was also at the Nobel Prize level. He was extremely strong.
He could watch Boss Zheng's class and watch it so seriously?
Although he was extremely confident, Su Yun still thought that this kind of thinking was an illusion.
It must be an illusion.
It must be an illusion.
It was impossible.
The entire lecture hall was strangely quiet. Only Zheng Ren was using fluent New York accent American English to talk non-stop while doing the dissection and using a particularly intuitive intervention method to teach.
The scene became more and more strange.
An assistant behind Dr. Charles Moore wanted to negotiate, but just as he took a step, he was stopped by the doctor.
Su Yun noticed Dr. Charles Moore's action and was stunned for a moment. He suddenly felt that his' illusion 'was real.
This strange scene only lasted for less than three minutes. By chance, Dr. Smith's gaze left Zheng Ren's hand and suddenly saw Dr. Charles Moore standing at the door.
Sweat immediately flowed down his forehead, and he cursed his assistant in his heart. Why did he not tell him that Dr. Charles Moore was actually going to use the demonstration room today?!
If he had known, he could have even lectured in the laboratory!
Although it felt much worse than the demonstration room, it still had to be compared … As he thought about it, Smith immediately bent down and walked to Dr. Charles Moore's side, his face full of smiles.
Su Yun sat in his seat and focused on Dr. Charles Moore. When he saw Smith come over, he exchanged a few words with him.
Originally, he thought that he would be immediately chased away, but Dr. Charles Moore waved his hand. After saying a few words to Smith, he found a seat and sat down quietly.
Smith was also a little confused and suddenly did not know which way was north.
Everyone noticed this … except Zheng Ren.
This guy was already immersed in the pleasure of using one set and throwing another set, unable to extricate himself. Moreover, he was not afraid of waste and directly used medical supplies for the demonstration. The effect was much better than when he was lecturing Mu Tao and the others.
Everything that happened below the stage was completely ignored by Zheng Ren.
He was still meticulously explaining the use of nuclear magnetic resonance imaging to determine the puncture point of the TIPS surgery, explaining the anatomical relationship between the portal vein and the hepatic vein, how to use nuclear magnetic resonance imaging to determine the puncture point, and how to succeed in the puncture.
Su Yun was completely speechless.
This boss of his was sometimes extremely smart, but at other times, he was like … a fool.
Was this really okay?
However, Su Yun did not remind Zheng Ren. Instead, he quietly watched. In his heart, he still had a certain degree of confidence in his conjecture.
Dr. Charles Moore seemed to be very interested in the anatomy that Zheng Ren was talking about. He watched with great interest.
Once again, the demonstration room fell into a strange atmosphere.
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