Zheng Ren glanced at the number. It was a mess and he did not recognize it, so he hung up.
"Oh, a harassing call came so soon?" Su Yun looked at his phone with a smile, his fingers almost leaving afterimages as he scrolled through the messages.
What a coincidence. Zheng Ren felt helpless.
His phone was very slow and there were too many messages.
It was as slow as an old ox, and the phone could stop working at any time.
Ten seconds later, his phone rang again. Zheng Ren glanced at it. It was still the strange number. Zheng Ren hung up again, but the LCD touch screen had slowed down to a certain extent, and its response was lagging.
The ringtone kept ringing. Su Yun looked over and sneered. "Boss, didn't you see which number it was?"
"Huh?"
"It's from Germany. It must be Lil Fugui," Su Yun said.
"…" Only then did Zheng Ren notice that the address information under the unfamiliar number was Germany.
F * ck …
He clicked to answer the call, but the phone did not respond.
Zheng Ren was also very helpless. He could only wait quietly.
"Boss, Lil Fugui might want to talk to you about the 30 million dollar donation, but you're using a phone that costs 1,000 yuan. Don't you feel that it's ridiculous?" Su Yun asked jokingly.
Zheng Ren did not care. He just wanted his phone to get better so he could contact Xie Yiren.
He hesitated whether to call or read the message first.
His phone was stuck for a full minute before Zheng Ren opened the WeChat message.
Before he could read the WeChat message, the strange number called again.
Was it really Lil Fugui? Zheng Ren believed it and picked up the phone.
"Hello, boss, is that you? Can you hear me? " Professor Rudolf Wagner's voice came from the phone, as if he was leaning against Zheng Ren's ear and shouting.
Zheng Ren frowned and moved the phone a little further away. "Lil Fugui, it's me."
"Boss! You're finally here! "Professor Rudolf Wagner was extremely excited, almost crying with joy.
Zheng Ren hoped that the person on the other side of the phone was Xie Yiren and not Professor Rudolf Wagner.
Slightly irritated, Zheng Ren's voice became a little stiff. "Say it."
"Boss, I miss you so much. Come to my place …" The professor was halfway through his sentence when Zheng Ren hung up and immediately called Xie Yiren.
The ringtone rang. A few seconds later, Xie Yiren picked up the phone.
In an instant, Zheng Ren's heart rate jumped to 150 as if he had received an emergency.
"Yiren …" Zheng Ren only managed to call out her name before he lost his voice. In an instant, his mind went blank. He had thought of countless sweet nothings when he was idle, but they vanished in an instant. He couldn't remember a single word.
"Zheng Ren, you're out!" Xie Yiren was also very excited. Her voice was very loud and Department Chief Kong was amused.
"Why do you make it sound like you're in prison? You even came out," Department Chief Kong muttered in a low voice.
However, Zheng Ren did not hear Department Chief Kong's words. There was only Xie Yiren in his world.
Both of them were silent at the same time. Only the sound of heavy breathing could be heard from the phone.
"You …"
"You …"
A few seconds later, both of them spoke at the same time, but stopped at the same time.
Beeping sounds kept ringing from his phone, making him a little annoyed.
The professor was simply too annoying. It was unforgivable to disturb him at this time!
"I'm in the capital, and Chang Yue. The paperwork has been settled. When are you coming back? I'll pick you up, "Xie Yiren sorted out her emotions and said gently.
Zheng Ren glanced at Department Chief Kong and asked, "Department Chief Kong, when is our flight?"
"3.15."
"Yiren, my flight is at 3.15."
"Okay, what do you want to eat tonight? I'll make it for you. "Xie Yiren's IQ was obviously not online. She actually asked Zheng Ren about eating.
"Hehe." Zheng Ren was also like a fool. He did not know what to say at all. He could only laugh foolishly.
Su Yun's disdainful gaze shot over through the black hair on his forehead.
The beeping sound of missed calls continued to ring, reminding Zheng Ren how anxious the professor was.
Zheng Ren ignored the professor's phone call and talked to Xie Yiren on the phone for more than ten minutes. It was not until Xie Yiren realized that there was not enough time to prepare dinner and pick Zheng Ren up that she reluctantly hung up.
The moment he hung up, the professor's phone rang again.
Zheng Ren sighed and picked up the phone.
Without waiting for the professor to say anything, Zheng Ren immediately said in a deep voice, "Lil Fugui, if you have something to say, hurry up and say it. I'm about to board the plane."
"You really have no humanity when it comes to the opposite sex." Su Yun's words floated over.
"Boss, about that, I made a mistake during the surgery." Professor Rudolf Wagner could hear that something was wrong from Zheng Ren's tone. He did not nag and spoke directly.
"Surgery?"
"I made a mistake during Dr. Mehar's prostate interventional embolization …" The professor's frustrated voice came over.
"So be it. Who can perform surgery with a 100% success rate?" Zheng Ren said perfunctorily.
"Boss! It's not like that! " Professor Rudolf Wagner almost shouted, "The Nobel Prize in Medicine. If the surgery fails, the Nobel Prize will be gone!"
His voice was so loud that Department Chief Kong, who was sitting next to Zheng Ren, could hear it clearly.
All of a sudden, Department Chief Kong's expression became serious.
During this period of time, Department Chief Kong had a corresponding understanding of the progress of this year's Nobel Prize in Medicine with the help of the relevant departments.
Professor Rudolf Wagner had successfully applied for the Nobel Prize in Medicine before January 31st with the new surgical method of TIPS to treat advanced cirrhosis, portal hypertension, and ascites.
Now, Zheng Ren could be said to be a candidate for the Nobel Prize.
There were many candidates, but he was still worlds away from winning the Nobel Prize.
Although Zheng Ren did not care, he was thinking about how to teach others to perform TIPS surgery. No matter how awesome he was, he would only be able to complete one thousand to eight hundred surgeries a year if he performed surgeries 24 hours a day.
For the huge population of hepatitis B patients in the country, it was just a drop in the bucket.
To Zheng Ren, winning the Nobel Prize … was completely meaningless. Yes, from a personal point of view, it was meaningful.
It was not decades ago. The situation was completely different from more than ten years ago.
Back then, in the early days of the People's Republic, synthetic insulin was definitely a Nobel Prize-level achievement. At that time, the strength of the whole country was still unable to withstand malicious slander in the end.
Teacher Tu Youyou, a Nobel Prize-level achievement, only really received this honor after decades.
Now, just like the Olympic champions, the country no longer needed this kind of honor to unite the people.
Of course, it would be best if he could get it.
However, it was not that urgent.
From a personal point of view and the country's point of view, there was no urgency. Zheng Ren did not care much about the Nobel Prize.
Performing surgery was more in line with his worldview.
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