Chapter 2576
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Wei Feng felt that his eyes were a little blurry. The light outside the operating theater seemed to be a little dim, and he could not see the words on the phone clearly.
He rubbed his eyes hard and looked at the website seriously. It was indeed the official website of the Nobel Prize.
Did he enter the wrong website? Wei Feng was a little confused. Perhaps his phone had been hacked and controlled remotely to deceive him.
Wei Feng looked at Tang Xiu cautiously and saw that she did not have time to care about him at all. Instead, she was constantly on the phone.
There was a hint of excitement in Tang Xiu's tone. Her voice was a little anxious and trembling. It did not seem like she was pretending. If she could 'act' so realistically, she could be considered a skilled veteran.
It was actually real? Wei Feng looked carefully at the website on the phone again and searched carefully bit by bit.
The other announced information was no different from what he knew. Only the Nobel Prize in Biology and Medicine were marked with Zheng Ren's name, followed by Rudolf Wagner and then Su Yun.
The three researchers were led by Zheng Ren.
It was fake. It must be fake! Wei Feng tried his best to take deep breaths and try to breathe in as much oxygen as possible to calm his emotions.
Wei Feng had been doing peripheral research for several months. All the evidence had been reexamined in his mind. He still felt that the young doctor from Sea City would not win the Nobel Prize.
What kind of trick was Tang Xiu playing?! Wei Feng was a little puzzled.
Although he was thinking this in his mind, his heart could not help but race. Subconsciously, he had already thought of something.
Wei Feng looked at Tang Xiu holding her phone in one hand and waving her other hand vigorously, making gestures. He knew that this was Tang Xiu's habit of using gestures to strengthen her tone.
Tang Xiu had done this when she was at Sea City Metropolis Daily.
It was really annoying. Wei Feng felt a little tightness in his chest and his heart palpitated, but he did not panic. It could not be a heart attack. He was still young and was just a little emotional.
Emotional? Why was he emotional? Wei Feng thought of this and looked at Tang Xiu in a daze. His fingers were a little numb, and his middle finger involuntarily twitched.
He shook his hand helplessly. Looking at Tang Xiu's expression, it did not seem like she was faking it. The official website of the Nobel Prize on his phone had also announced the list of winners. The possibility of his phone being hacked was too small.
Wait and see. Let the bullets fly for a while more! Wei Feng thought.
If she was faking it, he didn't believe that Tang Xiu would be able to keep up the act. The reporters would definitely pile up at the entrance of the operating theater.
No one had come yet …
Just as he was thinking, a series of hurried footsteps came from the corridor.
A group of security guards ran over in small steps. They were neat and solemn. There weren't many of them, but they looked quite capable.
What was going on? Wei Feng was startled.
The person in the lead was wearing a security uniform, and he had the demeanor of a soldier. He lowered his head and said a few words into the walkie-talkie on his shoulder.
This team of security guards then began to set up the defense. They were methodical and did not look like the kind of security guards that other hospitals hired externally.
What was the 912 doing? Wei Feng was stunned for a moment, then he thought of a possibility, and his heart began to beat violently again.
Wei Feng took a deep breath. The slightly cold air suppressed the irritation in his heart. He didn't move and just watched quietly.
There was no way Tang Xiu from Sea City Metropolis Daily would mobilize such a huge force and create such a huge commotion just to deceive him.
Regarding this, Wei Feng had a rough idea of what he was capable of. He understood his own capabilities.
It was possible to find an Internet hacker to hack his phone, but to mobilize the security personnel of the 912 to cooperate with the act? That was bullsh * t.
After waiting quietly for a few minutes, the security personnel scattered outside the operating theater kept reporting the situation to the captain in charge.
The family members of the patient who were waiting for the end of the surgery were also stunned. Even Tang Xiu was "politely" persuaded to sit down on a hard plastic chair.
The door of the operating theater was closed, and the light coming through the glass proved that the surgery was still going on inside. Everything was quiet, as if nothing had changed. There was only a little more tension and a little more murderous.
Wei Feng suppressed the anxiety in his heart. He kept taking deep breaths and inhaling more fresh air. However, the more he did this, the faster his heart beat. He vaguely realized that something was about to happen.
His head was a little dizzy, and the numbness in his fingers seemed to be spreading. Wei Feng felt as if he was petrified. His fingers and toes did not react.
However, he did not care. He was too nervous. It was all Doctor Zheng's fault!
Wei Feng's gaze was fixed on the elevator. The numbers changed. As long as he did not come to the operating theater, it would be fine. If he won the Nobel Prize, no matter how tight the security of the 912 was, the pervasive reporters would come over and point their guns at him.
Wei Feng even believed that there were other doctors who had obtained permission from the 912 officials to change their clothes and enter the operating theater for an exclusive interview.
The numbers on the elevator all reached the first floor, and then they went up one after another.
As the numbers kept changing, Wei Feng's heartbeat gradually increased. The frequency of his breathing became faster and deeper. He had been using deep breaths to suppress the restlessness in his heart, but the effect was very poor.
An elevator stopped on the floor of the operating theater. The elevator door opened, and Director Yan and Deputy Director Yuan walked out.
"Is Little Zheng's surgery done?" Director Yan asked with a smile.
"Chief Lin is inside. He said that the live broadcast just ended. Boss Zheng has stepped down."
"Don't be in a hurry to change your clothes. Come out and meet your friends from the media," Director Yan said. "Everyone has been waiting for more than ten hours. It's not good to treat guests without seeing each other."
Ye Qingqiu immediately made a call.
One elevator after another stopped on the floor of the operating theater. This time, the people who came down were all media people. They were carrying cameras and holding microphones. Because they were in the hospital, no one made a loud noise. However, the light in their eyes made Wei Feng realize the truth.
It was actually true?!
"Director, Boss Zheng will be out soon," Ye Qingqiu said softly.
His words were like a horn to charge. The many media who were still in the 912 immediately seized a favorable position. They picked up the microphones and there was some friction between them. However, under the coordination of the 912's security personnel, there was no stampede.
Ye Qingqiu was quite reliable. It seemed that he had already made a few plans.
Wei Feng took a deep breath. He stood up and wanted to make one last confirmation. His mind was confused, and countless questions circled around him.
The door of the operating theater opened. Lin Ge walked out first, holding the door with a happy smile on his face.
Zheng Ren and Su Yun walked out after them. Department Chief Kong followed at the back. The flashing lights were like lightning, illuminating the entrance of the operating theater in white.
"Doctor Zheng …"
"Doctor Zheng …"
In an instant, countless microphones reached out, and countless people rushed to ask questions.
Wei Feng felt his vision blur. His hands and feet went numb, and he fell onto the camera beside him with a thud.
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