After a while of communication, Zheng Ren finished making the silhouette, the professor took him to the Radisson Blu Hotel in Stockholm.

This place is closer to the old town of Stockholm, so the professor gave some introductions to Zheng Ren.

But Zheng Ren has no literary temperament in his bones.

I was not interested in the old city, which had the dust of history and the traces of time. There was nothing at all, really, nothing.

After checking in, Zheng Ren took a shower and chatted with Xie Yiren for a few words>

This day was a tough time.

From southern China to the imperial capital, flew to northern Europe, and had brand new surgical training...

However, there is one advantage in doing surgery at the Caroline Institute of Medical Surgery in Stockholm, that is, you don’t have to worry about the patient’s postoperative care.

If the surgery cannot be performed and the postoperative care cannot keep up, it will no longer be used as the Nobel Prize for Medical Science.

It’s not like sleeping at home, and you have to think about the patient’s condition in the middle of the night.

Zheng Ren slept very heavily. When he got up, it was already around 2 p.m.

The jet lag... Zheng Ren was a little worried, so he should go back as soon as possible.

After getting up, he washed up and Zheng Ren called the professor. Soon, the professor came to the hotel and picked up Zheng Ren for dinner.

"Boss, Dr. Mehal can already eat liquid food, and he has recovered very well." When we met, Professor Rudolph Wagner said the first sentence of the doctor's recovery.

"Oh." Zheng Ren replied.

Isn't it supposed to be good to recover?

All three coronary arteries are opened and the myocardium will no longer be ischemia. As long as the acute phase is over, Zheng Ren feels that Dr. Mehar will be able to go to the ground tonight at the latest but tomorrow morning.

"The doctor said, he wants to see you." Professor Rudolf Wagner's eyes flashed with a scorching gaze.

"Do you see the patient after the operation?" Zheng Ren smiled and said, "Let's go, eat first or see Dr. Mehal first?"

The professor hesitated for a moment, and Su Yun said impatiently: "Of course I have to eat first, I am hungry. Foreign doctors also use hungry surgery to see the patient?"

There is no need to hesitate now. Although Professor Rudolph Wagner was anxious, he had to eat.

Otherwise, Brother Yun would be unhappy, and God would know that he would say something ugly in front of Dr. Mehal.

The professor has an inexplicable fear of Su Yun and doesn’t know how he developed it.

"Boss, I thought about it. The surgery you chose is really great!" Su Yun got into the car and angrily angrily, then said.

"Hmm? Is it a recyclable bracket?" Zheng Ren was surprised, why did Su Yun still think about this?

"Yes." Su Yun said: "You don't know. When I explained the operation to Mrs. Mehal yesterday, the faces of those people were so weird."

"Nothing special is right." Zheng Ren said: "In Dr. Mehal's case, the recyclable bracket is the best choice."

"Well, Fuguier... In our case, it is also the best choice to recycle the brackets." Su Yun said: "Boss, you don't know how strict the review of our documents is for these people. This is Fuguier. If we do it ourselves, the timeline will be extended to 5-10 years."

"Don't think too much. The application for the Nobel Prize has nothing to do with the choice of the surgical procedure." Zheng Ren naturally knew what Su Yun meant, shook his head and said.

"Just pretend." Su Yun blew with contempt, his black hair floating on his forehead, as if he was echoing, "At least, Dr. Mehal will never be able to live without you in his life."

"That's not what I said. If someone's surgery level has improved by leaps and bounds, it may still exist." Zheng Ren said calmly.

Su Yun was stunned and looked at Zheng Ren, unable to say a word.

After a long time, he sincerely sighed: "Boss, what I admire most is this inexplicable confidence."

"It's not surprising, right?" Zheng Ren thought to himself. This was done by training and surgery in the system operating room for dozens of days. How could it be surprising?

Su Yun shook his head, his pupils slightly dissipated, his eyes became empty, and he didn't know what he was thinking.

Professor Rudolph Wagner did not interrupt, he also had his own thoughts.

Soon, the professor took Zheng Ren and Su Yun to a Western restaurant. The professor introduced to Zheng Ren how good the steak here is and how authentic it is. The...

Anyway, Zheng Ren didn't listen to a word, and for him, the professor said everything he said was optional. If Su Yun hadn't insisted, he would have been in the ward of the Caroline Medical Surgery Institute in Stockholm at this time.

Su Yun highly recognized this restaurant, but because he was about to see Dr. Mehal, he couldn't drink, and he expressed some regrets.

If you eat steak without drinking some red wine, the taste is always wrong.

But the professor doesn't think so.

The tycoon made a big green stick and brought him unparalleled harm. It is said that Germans who like to drink beer should not give up drinking for a hangover, but the professor refused to drink with Su Yun and Chang Yue even though Su Yun had not drunk the wine that day.

Since he didn't drink, Zheng Ren was not interested in Western-style meals, and the meal ended up quickly.

Oliver little drove, and the three of them arrived at the special care unit of the Caroline Institute of Medical Surgery in Stockholm.

The professor led the way in front and led Zheng Ren and Su Yun to the ward yesterday.

Through the glass in the observation room, Zheng Ren saw an old man sitting half-sitting on the hospital bed, wearing reading glasses, looking at something in his hand.

Professor Rudolf Wagner politely knocked on the transparent glass door, and Dr. Mehal looked up, smiled and waved.

The three walked in and Zheng Ren saw that Dr. Mehal's external membrane lung had been removed, and only the electrocardiogram monitoring was still detecting his vital signs.

Judging from the electrocardiogram, it is a complete sinus rhythm, which is particularly perfect.

But I tried to do some "strength" exercises, such as getting out of bed for a walk.

Zheng Ren couldn't understand what Dr. Mehal said, so the professor acted as a translator.

"Young man, I am very happy to meet you. I think this is the Lord who does not want to take me, a devout child, and let me continue to spread the glory of the Lord in the world." The professor translated Dr. Mehal's words.

"Hehe." Zheng Ren smiled.

Professor Rudolph Wagner was stunned.

How do you translate this? But it seems that you don't need to translate it.

But wouldn’t it be too rude to just respond to Dr. Mehal’s words?

The professor was confused and depressed. The professor pulled his hair down one strand after another. (Note)

"Sit down, I saw the silhouette of you doing the surgery on me. The surgery was done very well. I heard from Rudolph that you have a pair of hands that have been kissed by God. Now, it is true." Dr. Mehal said.

"hehe."

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Chapter completed!