Zheng Ren glanced at the number and hung up directly if he didn't recognize him.

"Oh, the harassing call came so quickly?" Su Yun looked at his cell phone with a smile, and his fingers were almost flipping through various messages with afterimages.

It was a coincidence that Zheng Ren was helpless.

The phone is very slow and there is too much information, so I can't click on WeChat at all.

It’s as slow as an old ox, and the phone will strike and crash at any time.

More than ten seconds later, the phone rang again. Zheng Ren glanced at it and it was still the weird number. Zheng Ren hung up again, but the LCD touch screen had slowed to a certain extent and the reaction was lagging behind.

The ringtone kept ringing, Su Yun leaned over and glanced at it, sneering, "Boss, haven't you seen which number it is?"

"Um?"

"Germany must be rich and noble." Su Yun said.

"..." Zheng Ren then noticed that the address information that had appeared under the unfamiliar number was Germany.

sweat……

Click to answer, but the phone didn't respond.

Zheng Ren was also helpless and could only wait quietly.

"Boss, Fuguier may want to talk to you about the donation of 30 million US dollars, but you are using a mobile phone worth 1,000 yuan. Does it feel particularly ridiculous?" Su Yun asked.

Zheng Ren doesn't care. He just wants to get better quickly when his phone is running, and then contact Xie Yiren.

He was hesitating whether to call first or read the message first.

After the phone got stuck for a full minute, Zheng Ren clicked on Xie Yiren's avatar on WeChat.

Before he could read the WeChat content, the weird number came in again.

Is it really Fuguier? Zheng Ren had some information and answered the phone directly.

"Hey, boss, is it you? Can you hear me talking?" Professor Rudolf Wagner's voice came from his phone, as if he was lying in Zheng Ren's ear and shouting.

Zheng Ren frowned, moved his phone away, and said, "Fugui'er, it's me."

"Boss! You finally appeared!" Professor Rudolf Wagner was extremely excited and almost cried with joy.

In Zheng Ren's heart, he hoped that the person who spoke on the other side of the phone would be Shay Ren, not Professor Rudolf Wagner.

A little irritable, Zheng Ren's voice became a little stiff, "Talk about it."

"Boss, I miss you so much, come here..." As soon as the professor said halfway, Zheng Ren hung up and called Xie Yiren immediately.

The ringtone rang, and a few seconds later, Xie Yiren answered the phone.

In an instant, Zheng Ren seemed to have been in an emergency room, and his heart rate jumped to 150.

"Yiren..." Zheng Ren lost his voice after just calling his name. For a moment, his mind was blank. When he was free, he thought of countless sweet words, and disappeared in an instant, and he couldn't remember a word.

"Zheng Ren, you are out!" Xie Yiren was also very excited, his voice was loud, and Director Kong was so happy that he heard it.

"Why did it mean it's like going to jail, and it's even coming out." Director Kong muttered in a low voice.

But Zheng Ren didn't hear Director Kong speak, and there was only Xie Yiren in his world.

The two were silent at the same time, only heavy breathing sounds came from the handset of the phone.

"you……"

"you……"

After a few seconds, the two of them spoke at the same time, but stopped at the same time.

On the phone, the beeping sound kept ringing, making Zheng Ren a little irritated.

The professor is so annoying. It is unforgivable to disturb himself at this time!

"I am in the imperial capital, and Chang Yue, and the work procedures have been completed. When will you come back? I will pick you up." Xie Yiren sorted out his emotions and said gently.

Zheng Ren glanced at Director Kong and asked, "Director Kong, when will we have the plane?"

“Three: fifteen.”

"Yiren, I have a plane of 3:15."

"Well, what do you want to eat tonight? I'll make it for you." Xie Yiren obviously had no IQ online, so she actually asked about Zheng Ren's meal.

"Hehe." Zheng Ren was also like a fool, and he didn't know what to say at all, just a silly laugh.

Su Yun's contemptuous eyes shot through the black hair on his forehead.

The dude-dou missed calls continued to sound, reminding Professor Zheng Ren how anxious he was.

Zheng Ren ignored the professor's phone call and talked to Xie Yiren for more than ten minutes until Xie Yiren found out that she had prepared dinner and didn't have enough time to pick up Zheng Ren, so she hung up reluctantly.

The moment the phone hanged up, the professor's phone rang again.

Zheng Ren sighed and answered the phone.

Before the professor could say anything, Zheng Ren immediately said in a deep voice: "Fuguier, if you have something to do, hurry up and say, I'm going to get on the plane soon."

"It's really a person with the opposite sex but no humanity." Su Yun's words flew over lightly.

"Boss, that's the case, I've done the surgery." Professor Rudolf Wagner heard something wrong from Zheng Ren's tone, and did not nag, and said directly.

"Operation?"

"The prostate interventional embolization that Dr. Mehal did was slut..." The professor's frustrated voice came over.

"Just just sniff, who can have 100% success in the operation?" Zheng Ren said casually.

"Boss! That's not the case!" 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 Director Kong, who was sitting next to Zheng Ren, could hear it clearly.

Suddenly, Director Kong's expression became serious.

During this period, Director Kong, with the help of relevant departments, has gained a corresponding understanding of the progress of this year's Nobel Prize in Medicine.

Professor Rudolf Wagner successfully applied for the Nobel Prize in Medicine before January 31 with a new tips surgery to treat advanced portal hypertension and ascites.

Zheng Ren can be said to be a candidate for the Nobel Prize.

There are many candidates, but they are still 108,000 miles away from winning the Nobel Prize.

Although Zheng Ren didn't care, he was considering how to teach other people to perform tips surgery. No matter how awesome he was, he was doing all the surgery 24 hours a day, and there were definitely only 1,800 surgeries that could be completed in a year.

For the huge number of hepatitis B patients in China, it is just a drop in the bucket.

And winning the Nobel Prize is completely meaningless to Zheng Ren.... Well, from the perspective of personal honor, it makes sense.

It is not decades ago, and it is completely different from what it was even more than ten years ago.

Back then, in the early days of the founding of the People's Republic of China, artificial synthesis of insulin was definitely a Nobel Prize-level achievement. At that time, the whole country was able to end up with malicious slander.

Teacher Tu Youyou, the Nobel Prize-level achievements were only decades later that they really received this honor.

And now, like the Olympic champion, the country no longer needs such honor to unite people.

Of course, it is definitely the best to get it.

But it's not that urgent.

From a personal and national perspective, there is no urgency, and Zheng Ren doesn't care much about the Nobel Prize.
Chapter completed!