Professor Rudolf Wagner walked around the hospital happily. He was like a little sheep that had eaten coffee beans. He refused to turn around no matter what.
The boss was still alive, and from the sound of it, he seemed to be living very well. He did not know what had happened to him, but he was finally interested in the Nobel Prize.
This was good news, especially good news.
In the past, when he was in Sea City, Professor Rudolf Wagner never understood why Zheng Ren was not interested in the Nobel Prize.
Was it because his standards were not good enough? Definitely not!
In Sweden, in front of Dr. Mehar, Su Yun's long translation might have been able to express some of Zheng Ren's thoughts.
But no matter what, the boss finally had the fighting spirit. The professor wandered around for half an hour before deciding to go out and find a tavern to celebrate alone.
He asked Little Oliver to guard the ward to prevent any problems from happening to the patients after the TIPS surgery. The professor walked out of the courtyard of the Imperial Capital Hospital alone.
Although it was already past nine o 'clock in the evening and the sky was already dark, the nightlife had just begun. There were quite a few people on the street, even more than during the day.
Professor Rudolf Wagner was in a very good mood. He walked leisurely on the road.
He found a bar. He could not drink too much because there was still the TIPS surgery tomorrow.
Then he would only drink three … Oh, no, he had to drink five bottles of beer and then go back to the hotel happily.
The professor walked aimlessly on the road, immersed in the joy of the excitement that had yet to fade.
This was a kind of enjoyment. It made Professor Rudolf Wagner even happier than drinking.
The boss said that he could win the Nobel Prize this year, so he would definitely win it. There would be no accidents at all. That was what the professor thought in his heart.
Success after success left a deep mark in Professor Rudolf Wagner's heart. The boss would definitely do what he said!
Today's night was so beautiful. The professor's heart was extremely happy.
As he walked, Professor Rudolf Wagner saw a lot of people squeezing in front of him. It was not crowded and bustling. They were queuing up. The queue was very long. After a few twists and turns, he could no longer see what was going on at the front.
Ever since Zheng Ren left, Professor Rudolf Wagner had not come out of the Imperial Capital Hospital. He was so depressed that he used work to numb himself. He did not want to think of anything, especially since Dr. Mehar would come to China to perform the second-stage coronary surgery soon.
As long as he thought about it, he did not know if Zheng Ren was dead or alive. The professor would feel that his vision was dark, and his life would become much dimmer.
However, it was different today. He knew that the boss was still alive, and Professor Rudolf Wagner could tell that the boss had a desire for the Nobel Prize.
That was enough, wasn't it?
Were these people doing something interesting? The professor curiously enjoyed life and was full of interest in new things.
He walked past the winding line and saw a donation box at the very front. Some volunteers were busy, constantly expressing their gratitude.
Is this a charity? The professor was a little puzzled. Then, he saw an old man in ragged clothes, who looked like a beggar, walking over with his back bent. Behind the old man was a lame puppy.
The puppy was very sensible. It cautiously followed the old man like a guard, not willing to leave even half a step.
The old man did not go directly to the donation office. Instead, he went to the end of the long line and lined up with the dirty puppy.
Professor Rudolf Wagner stopped in his tracks. He felt that everything in front of him was very novel. He was prepared to take a good look and then tell Chang Yue and Xie Yiren about it tomorrow.
The atmosphere had been very depressing recently. The professor could feel it.
He tried to make Chang Yue and Xie Yiren happy, but every time, it was in vain. Professor Rudolf Wagner reckoned that if he told them about the boss's call tomorrow, they might be a little happier?
Yes, they would!
Standing in the distance, the professor saw the old man take out a hard, brick-like pancake from his arms. He broke it hard and a piece of the pancake was broken off.
Yes, it was broken, not torn.
He was so old. Could he still eat? The professor was a little puzzled.
Because he was getting older and older, the professor had already said goodbye to many of the foods he liked to eat when he was young, but they were more troublesome.
The old man handed the broken pancake to the puppy beside him. Then, he lined up and ate the pancake.
The pancake was very hard. He took a bite out of it with great effort. He took out half a bottle of water and drank some water.
Just like that, he lined up and ate with the puppy that he depended on.
Professor Rudolf Wagner liked this kind of life very much. He even thought about it countless times. When he won the Nobel Prize and his life was complete, he would take his beloved violin and start wandering.
However, he definitely could not eat such a hard pancake. The professor enjoyed the freedom of wandering, not the lack of food and clothing every day.
Was this old man going to donate? It seemed like he could not even maintain his own life anymore.
The old man was very silent, and the puppy was very sensible.
It took a full half an hour to eat a big pancake.
Half an hour later, the old man was already close to the donation box. The professor felt that he was ridiculous. He actually stood here for half an hour instead of going to the bar to drink beer and celebrate the boss's return.
After another ten minutes, the old man came to the donation box. The staff was very surprised, but he still enthusiastically handed the old man a bottle of water.
The old man refused with a smile. His face was covered in a mountain of wrinkles. Every wrinkle was dirty and covered in greasy mud.
He took out a black bag that had been worn out from his arms and carefully opened it.
Pieces of change with the largest face value of five yuan were taken out.
The old man carefully arranged the money and piled it into a stack according to the face value. Finally, he handed it to the staff.
Professor Rudolf Wagner did not understand. He estimated that the money was only about twenty yuan. If it was converted into euros … It was completely unnecessary.
Was he donating? For the earthquake in the distance?
The staff put away the money and was very polite. One of the girls helped the old man leave. After walking for more than ten steps, she said a few words to the old man and then bowed deeply.
The old man waved his hand. The smile on his face looked bright and kind in the neon lights under the night sky.
The puppy seemed to know that it had completed the most important work of the day and began to run around the old man happily.
The hunched back gradually disappeared into the night, disappeared behind the colorful lights of the city, and blended in.
Professor Rudolf Wagner frowned. He seemed to see the boss's figure. He seemed to understand a little why the boss put down the Nobel Prize and left directly.
Not only did he leave the Nobel Prize, but also his beloved girl.
Yes, Brother Yun should be thinking the same.
Was that so?
Professor Rudolf Wagner turned his head to look. The long line did not shorten at all. It was still so long that he could not see the end of it.
He was silent. He was not in the mood to drink and celebrate at all.
The professor lowered his head, a little confused. He wandered the streets of the Imperial Capital under the curtain of night.
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Note: When I went to Dalian in 2009, there was an old man who was picking up scraps at the front gate of the train station with a puppy. At that time, I just thought it was interesting. The puppy was very obedient and could do a little work. Later, when the weather was getting cold in the autumn, I went again. The puppy gave birth to a litter of puppies and was jumping around.
I saw two college couples buying KFC and feeding the dogs. I stood for a while and listened to one of the boys tell his girlfriend the story of when he went to donate in 2008 and saw the old man and the puppy in line.
The weather was cold. I found a place to make a thick quilt and sent it over when I left. The old man went to pick up scraps and sell money to support his family. He was not there. I put down the quilt and opened a corner. I watched the puppies get in and was a little happy.
I hadn't been to Dalian in a long time. I didn't know if he and it were still there.
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