"It's just a suggestion from an ancient family to a friend. Please believe me. The Nobel Prize is definitely not something that can be manipulated," Wommel said seriously again.
"More than half of the Peace Prizes are disgusting. Recently, it's even worse. An LED light project can actually win the most important Physics Prize," Zheng Ren said.
"No, that's the butterfly effect brought about by charitable donations," Wommel said. "After your neighboring country tried to challenge the authority and failed, their huge national power was useless. In the end, they decided to climb the technology tree. Doctor Zheng, I think you can understand what I'm talking about. "
"Climbing the technology tree doesn't include LED lights," Zheng Ren said. "That's why I wasn't interested in this before. In my opinion, there are countless reasons for artificial insulin to win the Nobel Prize. Unfortunately, I missed it several times. "
Wommel smiled. It was elegant, but not subtle.
"This matter is not fair. It's just a lie similar to diamonds. If it weren't for my assistant, Professor Rudolph, being brainwashed … "As he said that, Zheng Ren felt very bored.
"This is an honor for Lord Loche," Wommel said. "I won't go into detail. I suggest you talk to His Excellency Olsen and give up the Nobel Prize. "
Zheng Ren did not comment and shrugged.
Su Yun stared at Wommel. However, many small points were connected together, vaguely proving some things.
Even organ transplants could not win the Nobel Prize in Medicine. Su Yun expressed his disdain for this.
"Doctor Zheng, please take a look at Lord Loche's medical record first," Wommel said. "In 30 minutes, you can go see Lord Loche. After that, you can enjoy dinner at Bruch Castle or go directly to London to see Big Ben. You can arrange the specific itinerary. "
Zheng Ren nodded.
Wommel stood up gracefully and said, "I'm very happy to meet you. Compared to the previous legend, the current you is even more intelligent. I seem to have seen a god … "
"Hehe." Zheng Ren smiled dryly. He could not be bothered to listen to his nagging.
The elegant tuxedo left. Then, someone brought two laptops and turned them on to face Zheng Ren and Su Yun.
"Boss, this is too much," Su Yun said angrily.
"Yes." Zheng Ren nodded.
"You're actually so calm?"
"I'm not calm. I'm very angry," Zheng Ren said lightly.
"I can't tell."
"Don't tell me you want to rely on the four of us to kill everyone here and then burn down the castle?" Zheng Ren smiled and said, "If it was just for Lil Fugui and your obsession before, then I'm starting to have some interest now."
"Tsk tsk, Boss, can't you stop showing off?"
"If I tell you the truth, you won't believe me," Zheng Ren said helplessly. "If I don't speak, you'll say that I'm bored."
"What's the next sentence? Women are really hard to understand. "Su Yun raised his head and looked at Zheng Ren.
"People want to go back to the past not because the past is simple and happy, but because at that time, we didn't know that the world was so complicated," Zheng Ren said. "Let's talk about the medical records. Compared to the Nobel Prize, I'm more looking forward to Van Di getting better."
"Tsk tsk, are you using your actions to humiliate the Nobel Prize judges? People will say that basic research can save more lives. "
"They can't wait for two-thirds of the world's population to be wiped out." Zheng Ren had already started reading the medical records.
Su Yun saw that the boss had no interest in this, so he shrugged and began to look at Rocher Bruch's medical record.
The medical record was a very typical medical record of a patient with porphyria.
The entire medical record showed Zheng Ren and Su Yun the fact that the body of a patient with congenital porphyria was slowly weakening.
However, there were a lot of medical records. After 10 years, if they were printed out, they would at least be the same height.
There were so many medical records, but they were only given 30 minutes to read. Zheng Ren suddenly knew why he was asked to treat Rocher Bruch.
The medical treatment was fake. The words just now were the real deal.
If it were not for Dr. Olsen's engineering characteristics, the Bruch family would not have come to look for him after seeing His Majesty the King three times.
They felt a great deal of pressure.
The more it was like this, the more stubborn Zheng Ren felt.
Thirty minutes?
The page did not stop. Zheng Ren's eyes narrowed, and from time to time, there would be a flash of light.
It was like the light reflected by a laptop, or like Zheng Ren's full potential, bursting out with the light of wisdom.
Fecal porphyrin oxidase prevented fecal porphyrin III from being oxidized to protoporphyrin II. Fecal porphyrin in the test index increased, and fecal porphyrin in the urine also increased. Ferrous complexase was inhibited, so protoporphyrin I could not combine with divalent iron to form heme. The increase of protoporphyrin in the red blood cells could combine with the rich zinc in the red blood cell mitochondria, causing the increase of zinc protoporphyrin.
These were all very typical characteristics of congenital porphyria.
Over the past ten years, due to the impact of congenital porphyria, the various systems of the patient's body had undergone irreversible changes.
The brain was severely atrophied, and the nerve reflexes were weakened.
In the digestive system, atrophic gastritis … This was temporarily judged by Zheng Ren as a geriatric disease and had nothing to do with porphyria.
Two years ago, there were also kidney problems. Imaging, biopsy, and hematuria tests showed that Old Rocher's kidneys had progressive interstitial fibrosis. It began to spread out around the renal tubules, and the renal tubules atrophy and cell proliferation coexisted at the same time.
From time to time, the heart would have arrhythmia and other complications. Until now, heart failure was inevitable.
The symptoms of Old Rocher's abdominal pain were getting worse and worse, and the frequency of the attacks was getting higher and higher. This was a very typical manifestation of an acute attack of congenital porphyria. Although it was usually misdiagnosed, no one here considered that there was a problem with the abdominal organs.
Even so, there were all kinds of reconstruction, imaging, and examinations of the abdominal organs. The facts proved that there was indeed no change.
Thirty minutes passed in the blink of an eye.
The two attendants immediately took away the notebook.
Zheng Ren let out a long breath. He felt very hot after overusing his brain in a short period of time.
He was a little tired. Zheng Ren, who was made of iron, also felt tired.
He leaned against the sofa, pressed his hands on his temples, and gently rubbed them.
Old Rocher's medical record was very normal. It was a chronic attack of congenital porphyria. In addition to his old age, his physical functions had deteriorated.
However, this time, Zheng Ren did not make a 'hasty' decision. Instead, he tried his best to think about it.
Zheng Ren knew that his level of treatment was very high, but he could not save everyone.
However, when it came to finding faults, with his bird's eye view, there were countless small problems.
However, these problems could not bring any trouble to that despicable Womel.
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