When it came to socializing, Zheng Ren was no longer as vigilant and disgusted as before. However, the more people there were, the more they would have a headache, and the pain would be severe.
When he left the hospital, he saw that his Stamina was almost depleted.
It was even more exhausting than shopping with his lover. His Stamina depleted too quickly and he was really not good at this kind of thing.
He dragged his tired body home and saw Liu Xuzhi downstairs. He did not know how long he had waited. After meeting, Liu Xuzhi only knew how to giggle foolishly. After saying a few words of congratulations, he did not know what to say anymore.
Zheng Ren liked this temper.
"Old Liu, go upstairs and sit for a while. Let's have a drink together," Su Yun said as he put his arm around Liu Xuzhi's shoulder in high spirits.
Liu Xuzhi was a little embarrassed, but after all, he wanted to be closer to Boss Zheng and Brother Yun. He nodded and followed them upstairs.
When he got home, he collapsed on the sofa. Only then did he feel exhausted. It was more tiring than performing surgery for 24 hours.
He glanced at his stamina bar. There was only a little left. If he did not recover quickly, he was afraid that he would faint.
He took out his phone and glanced at it. There were countless missed calls. 'It was the right decision to mute my phone today,' Zheng Ren thought.
He slumped on the sofa and started scrolling through the missed calls. Suddenly, a name appeared in his field of vision.
Uncle Ning was the man Zheng Ren loved and hated at the same time.
Yes, he did not even report to his father-in-law when he won the Nobel Prize. How could he do that? Zheng Ren immediately did a self-reflection in the deepest part of his heart.
He would have no friends if he did that, but if he did not have a girlfriend … Zheng Ren shook his head. He could not even think about it if he did not have a girlfriend.
He picked up his phone. His entire body felt like it was falling apart. He stood up weakly and greeted Liu Xuzhi, who was sitting on the sofa with an awkward expression on his face. He then walked to the balcony.
The impromptu press conference just now had been organized by Director Li of the 912's publicity department. Basically, Su Yun was at the front while Zheng Ren did not do anything. But even so, his Energy Points were depleted.
Zheng Ren moved his body slightly and felt extremely tired.
How vexing. If he waited until the Nobel Prize was awarded, would he directly faint on the podium? Why not let Su Yun go?
Zheng Ren let his imagination run wild as he walked to the balcony.
The autumn night was a little cold, but Zheng Ren was strong enough to not feel it at all. He picked up his phone and dialed Uncle Ning's number.
After a few beeps, the call was picked up.
"Dad, I won the Nobel Prize," Zheng Ren said subconsciously.
After saying that, Zheng Ren was stunned. Did he make a mistake? Usually, she always thought about how to call him Uncle Ning after they got married, but she couldn't call him Dad at this time.
It was over.
The other side of the phone was silent. Uncle Ning was also shocked by this form of address.
There was an inexplicable awkwardness in the air, and even the cool and relaxing autumn wind became much bleaker.
Zheng Ren vaguely saw a withered yellow leaf falling to the ground.
Impossible. There were no leaves on the top floor. Zheng Ren quickly shook his head and tried to overcome his psychological barrier. "Uncle Ning," he said softly.
"You won the Nobel Prize?" Uncle Ning's voice on the other side of the phone was a little hoarse. On the other side of the phone, Zheng Ren was a little flustered.
"En, en." Zheng Ren faced the air and nodded very politely and humbly. It was as if his future father-in-law, Uncle Ning, was standing right in front of him.
As for what Uncle Ning said on the phone, Zheng Ren did not remember it at all. It was as if he was sleepwalking. He just nodded his head all the way.
It was not until he hung up the phone that Zheng Ren shivered. It was really … Talking to Uncle Ning for a while made his heart feel cold.
Zheng Ren tightened his clothes and walked back to the room.
"Boss, drink some today!" Su Yun said loudly with a heroic look on his face.
Zheng Ren was about to refuse when he saw that Su Yun had already started to look for wine in the room.
"Even if I drink …"
"What do you mean by enjoying life to the fullest? What do you mean by exchanging good wine for good? Uh … The latter sentence doesn't count. "Su Yun was so happy that he did not choose his words.
Xie Yiren held Zheng Ren's hand, her eyes sparkling. "From today onwards, you should be the best surgeon."
Zheng Ren thought to himself, 'Can the best surgeon be recognized by Uncle Ning? Forget it, I'll think about this later. '
What Xie Yiren said was right. No doctor had won the Nobel Prize in decades. What she said was true. However, it was not a project like an organ transplant. If he said that, he would still feel a little bad.
"Maybe."
"That's right!"
"Yes, Xie Yiren is right. I'm the best surgeon," Zheng Ren said as docile as a lamb.
"Boss, you've won the Nobel Prize. Can you be more strong-willed?" Su Yun walked over with a bottle of Maotai.
"I can't drink this," Zheng Ren said in distress. "The smell of the wine is too strong. I feel dizzy just by smelling it."
"I know. This is for the three of us," Su Yun said with a smile. "Today, I'll make cocktails for you two weak chickens to drink."
"Cocktails?"
"I don't drink Bloody Mary," Xie Yiren said immediately.
Liu Xuzhi had only heard of Bloody Mary, but he did not know why Xie Yiren had such a big reaction and directly refused.
"Hey, Yiren, what's wrong with Bloody Mary?"
"The taste is too … unpleasant. I really can't drink it," Xie Yiren said as she snuggled up to Zheng Ren like an obedient kitten.
"As a bartender, shouldn't you make cocktails according to the guests' requests?" After Zheng Ren heard Xie Yiren's words, he immediately criticized Su Yun's mistake.
"Alright, then I'll go out for a while." Su Yun was happy today and did not want to argue with others. If he could let the boss drink some wine and celebrate happily, he would be worthy of the Nobel Prize.
Seeing Su Yun pulling Chang Yue to buy some food and drinks, Zheng Ren remembered that his phone had been muted again. He was sneaky as if he was afraid that Uncle Ning would call him again in the next moment.
He should report to Chief Physician Pan. He did not know if Old Chief Physician Pan was asleep at this time. Just as Zheng Ren was hesitating, he saw a call come in. It was Old Chief Physician Pan.
He had been busy and had not reported to the chief yet. Zheng Ren was a little embarrassed.
However, it was not a big deal to expose it. If their relationship was a little more estranged, he would definitely have to report it. However, the relationship between him and Old Chief Physician Pan was that of a master and a disciple, and also a father and son. It was fine to report it later.
"Chief! I won the Nobel Prize! "
A hearty laughter came from the phone. It seemed that Old Chief Physician Pan was very happy.
"I just finished work. Today, I made a second change of Douban. I came down to deal with the reporters. I'm exhausted. My phone is on silent mode. I just got home. "
"That's right. Talking to the reporters is much more tiring than performing surgery!"
When Zheng Ren spoke to Old Chief Physician Pan, he obviously talked a lot more. It was simple and relaxed. He did not use his brain at all and said whatever he thought of.
However, most of the time, Old Chief Physician Pan asked all kinds of questions and details, and Zheng Ren answered. Zheng Ren heard the sound of phone calls coming in continuously. After talking for a full ten minutes, Old Chief Physician Pan finally put down the phone reluctantly.
Then, another call came in on his phone.
"Old Mu, your call was very timely. I just got home."
"Yes, didn't you say that it was 50-50? Being able to get it should be expected. "
One call after another, he dealt with it for a full half an hour. Su Yun was also carrying his things and holding his phone in one hand. He kept talking and laughing with people like a ruffian.
When he got home, under Chang Yue's nagging, he began to mix cocktails with a cigarette in his mouth.
Tonight, if his phone was not turned off and muted, he would probably not be able to sleep.
Su Yun hung up the phone and came to the coffee table with two cocktails with a smile. He said, "Boss, mute your phone. Even if there's an emergency surgery today, I won't go."
When he mentioned emergency surgery, Zheng Ren's expression became slightly serious.
"912. I won't turn around without you," Su Yun said disdainfully. "Drink, drink!"
"Wait a minute. I haven't spoken to Lil Fugui yet," Zheng Ren said.
"I heard from Tang Xiu that Lil Fugui got drunk late last night." Su Yun laughed out loud. "Tell me about this guy's psychological quality. He hasn't even done anything yet and he's already getting drunk late at night."
Zheng Ren smiled and wanted to take out his phone to video call Professor Rudolf Wagner. However, the phone calls continued to come in one after another. There was no free time at all.
"Chang Yue, use your phone," Su Yun said. "Both my and the boss's phones have exploded."
It was also the same reason. Zheng Ren simply turned off his phone and looked at the screen. It was Zhu Liangchen who called.
Chang Yue began to send a video invitation to the professor.
Professor Rudolf Wagner's face was filled with the pain of a hangover mixed with infinite surprise. In the end, it turned into confusion as he appeared in front of Zheng Ren.
"Boss! Did that thing really win the Nobel Prize? I'm not dreaming, am I? "Professor Rudolf Wagner asked anxiously.
"Lil Fugui, you're indeed dreaming now. Last night, you got drunk late at night. After drinking, the microthrombosis fell off, causing the middle cerebral artery to embolize … "
"Don't talk nonsense," Zheng Ren said with a smile. The microthrombosis could not embolize a blood vessel like the middle cerebral artery. If it did, at least … Forget it, what was he thinking?
"Lil Fugui, why did you drink so much? Today, I performed an emergency surgery. I was in the hybrid operating theater and didn't receive a call. I said it was you, but you didn't answer the phone. What's going on? "Zheng Ren asked.
Professor Rudolf Wagner immediately became serious. He said with a face full of guilt, "Boss, I was wrong all along."
"Lil Fugui, you're also a Nobel Prize winner. Can you be more strong-willed?" Su Yun said with a smile.
"I haven't been able to find Dr. Mehar recently. He said that the other awards have been judged, but there's no news about our prize. I feel that they're hiding it from me, so … "As he spoke, Professor Rudolf Wagner scratched his head in embarrassment.
"I don't think it's the case now," Zheng Ren said. "Who knows? No matter what, the official website has already announced it. There's nothing wrong with it."
"Boss, your old nose is awesome!" After Zheng Ren's affirmation, Professor Rudolf Wagner became excited.
His hand that was holding the phone trembled a little. Zheng Ren felt dizzy as if he was riding a roller coaster.
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