"That's not important!" Neuer said. "It's a small problem caused by a lack of rest. Once I get over the jet lag, I'll be back to normal!"
There was a strange expression on his face as he spoke, and his eyes flickered. He tried his best to avoid eye contact with Zheng Ren, as if avoiding something.
Zheng Ren felt that there was an obvious barrier in communicating with Neuer.
It was not a language barrier. Zheng Ren was proficient in all languages, so he did not have to worry about it. However, the difference in their way of thinking hindered Zheng Ren's diagnosis.
"Mr. Neuer, can I talk to you in private?" Zheng Ren asked suddenly.
Neuer looked at Zheng Ren, his gaze wavering. He could feel that the China boy's eyes seemed to have some kind of magic that allowed him to see through his many years of secrets.
"I'll keep your secret. I'm just a little curious. Please trust me," Zheng Ren said gently in a voice that only the two of them could hear as he approached Neuer.
"No!" Neuer was furious. He waved his arm and threw an object beside him at the wall. "You damn devils …"
Suddenly, Neuer bent down and hurriedly ran a few steps in a weird posture. Then, he started to retch violently.
"Boss, is it a cerebral infarction?" Professor Rudolf Wagner asked.
"Yes, it just happened. It's a fresh cerebral infarction," Zheng Ren said. "Now is the best time to treat it."
"Please forgive him, boss," the professor said. "He used to be a good person, but after he went to Texas, he became like this. Texas, Houston, those damn wild cowboys! "
Zheng Ren did not know why the professor and Neuer were so prejudiced against Texas. It was as if the Germans had been fine until they went to Texas and became stubborn and refused treatment.
"I'll go talk to him …"
"Lil Fugui!" Zheng Ren suddenly had an idea and said, "Mr. Neuer might have his own secrets. That's his privacy. Tell him that his illness cannot be delayed. Find a separate room and we'll talk to him. I can keep all of Mr. Neuer's secrets. "
Zheng Ren's expression was firm. He did not know if Neuer would believe him, but the people around him believed him immediately.
Su Yun's mind flashed with the thought of drugs. Did he have AIDS? It wasn't to that extent.
How strange. Zheng Ren looked very serious. Judging from his facial expressions and behavioral psychology alone, it was impossible for him to only have a cerebral infarction.
As for cerebral infarction, Su Yun believed that Zheng Ren could remove the lesion within 24 hours.
The fire of gossip burned brightly in his chest.
"Boss, what's the matter?" Su Yun asked softly.
"It involves the patient's privacy. Don't ask," Zheng Ren refused without hesitation.
"Tch!" Su Yun immediately turned hostile. "You think I can't guess?"
"Yes, I thought you couldn't guess it."
"…" Su Yun glared at him. "Don't cross the line!"
"Su Yun, this is really personal privacy. Go take a look at the machine. You're about to give a lecture to the students. Don't make any mistakes."
As he spoke, he watched as Professor Rudolf Wagner tried to persuade Neuer.
Although they were meeting in a foreign country, Neuer still insisted on something.
Su Yun was very disdainful and angry. He turned around to adjust the equipment and ignored the matter on this side.
Professor Rudolf Wagner tried to persuade him for a full 10 minutes. After vomiting three times, Neuer's pants suddenly became wet …
Urinary incontinence. His condition was progressing very quickly.
Zheng Ren could not force it, but he was very curious about the inexplicable diagnosis given by the System.
At first, Zheng Ren did not believe it.
However, Neuer's strange behavior could no longer be described as his stubborn distrust of domestic medical technology.
After urinary incontinence, Neuer's inarticulate voice became more and more serious.
Although he was still a little hesitant, the situation was not in his favor. Some things could not be forced.
In the end, Neuer agreed to the professor's suggestion and was helped to another room by Zheng Ren.
Mr. Neuer briefly answered Zheng Ren's questions after he did the consultation.
According to Neuer's own words, he had a small problem since he was young, but it did not affect his ability to become an engineer.
He had a talent in the field of engineering and could perform detailed operations that many people could not.
Of course, that was under the premise that he could not lack beer.
A day ago, Neuer accepted his last mission and planned to retire after earning a sum of money.
He came to the Imperial Capital and instructed the workers to install the equipment that Su Yun needed.
Because the time required was relatively tight and the money was added, he did not have time to adjust to the jet lag when he got off the plane and threw himself into intense debugging.
Neuer was originally resistant to this kind of work.
However, there was a huge amount of overtime pay for his last job, so he agreed.
Perhaps it was because of his old age or other problems, but after he started working, Neuer felt that something was wrong with his body.
As a result, he had a cerebral infarction.
Professor Rudolf Wagner was very surprised. He did not hear anything unusual from the medical history. However, he also noticed that something was wrong with Neuer. He frowned and asked, "Boss, Neuer, what are you searching for?"
Zheng Ren shook his head and said, "Lil Fugui, see if there's anyone outside."
The professor was stunned.
Could it be a spy?!
"Boss, we want to win the Nobel Prize. We don't dare to do anything else." The professor's voice was trembling.
For the first time in his life, he was so close to winning the Nobel Prize. The boss must not be complacent and cause the Nobel Prize to disappear in the end.
"It's nothing. It's just a personal matter for Mr. Neuer," Zheng Ren said as he saw Neuer looking at him suspiciously.
"Rudolf, let's talk in German." Zheng Ren was a little helpless. However, in order to dispel Neuer's distrust, he could not talk in Mandarin.
"Okay." Professor Rudolf Wagner then opened the door and looked outside. "Boss, there's no one."
"Mr. Neuer, there's no one here except for me and your fellow countryman," Zheng Ren said. "Also, Professor Rudolf is obsessed with academic research and has been working hard to win the Nobel Prize. I think he has no interest in any of your personal secrets. "
Neuer thought about it. The symptoms of the cerebral infarction were getting worse, but he was still hesitant about whether to treat it.
The professor felt that something was definitely wrong. The usually talkative man fell silent.
"Mr. Neuer, do you trust Professor Rudolf?" Zheng Ren asked cautiously.
After a few seconds, Neuer nodded solemnly.
"When did you find out about your cerebellar defect?" Zheng Ren's words were like a bolt of lightning, directly exploding above Neuer and Professor Rudolf Wagner's heads.
The thunder rumbled, deafening.
In an instant, Neuer's illness became even worse.
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