The Surgeon's Studio

Chapter 614: Was Not An Act

Translator: EndlessFantasy Translation Editor: EndlessFantasy Translation

The professor wailed on the phone and almost sobbed as he recounted what had happened.

After he returned to Heidelberg, he performed about 20 prostate interventional embolization surgeries with a success rate of only 70%.

Under normal circumstances, it was already very high.

However, the ultimate target the professor had to face was Dr. Mehar. He had to increase the surgery’s success rate to 100%.

Unfortunately, Zheng Ren had already disappeared. Su Yun had also disappeared along with him.

Professor Rudolf Wagner wanted to find someone to discuss the issue beforehand but could not find anyone else.

However, even if he could find someone, Zheng Ren could not solve the professor’s problem. If he wanted to increase the surgery’s success rate to 100%, he could only jump from the Grandmaster level to the Legend level.

The difference between the two was simply too great. Under the beating of Zheng Ren’s hemostatic forceps, the professor had successfully advanced. However, if he wanted to advance again in a short period of time...

The professor was still far from it.

After repeatedly contacting Zheng Ren, there was still no news. Professor Rudolf Wagner could only accumulate surgical experience bit by bit and apply for this year’s Nobel Prize in Medicine Step by step.

It was not too difficult for Professor Rudolf Wagner to apply.

Although the first author was Zheng Ren, the professor had to bear some difficulties. However, the professor’s original temper was not as gentle as he appeared in Sea City. He guarded his territory like a lion.

After Christmas when he had applied for the New Year’s Nobel Prize in Medicine, Dr. Mehar’s condition became more and more serious. In addition, he also had a very serious coronary heart disease. He was verging closer and closer to death each day.

Dr. Mehar’s wish was to remove the urinary catheter and pass from the world with dignity. It was very simple but difficult to achieve.

After a few negotiations, Professor Rudolf Wagner had no choice but to accept Dr. Mehar’s invitation and go to Stockholm to perform the surgery on him.

In fact, the little devil in the professor’s heart always told him that he could perform the surgery himself. If he could perform the surgery on his own, the professor could also consider kicking Zheng Ren aside and enjoying the Nobel Prize for Medicine on his own instead of sharing it as the second author.

It was undoubtedly a huge temptation.

Professor Rudolf Wagner, who was already at the Grandmaster level, chose to complete the surgery on his own in the end.

Perhaps it was because he was too nervous or because Dr. Mehar’s condition was too serious, or even because he was unlucky. In short, the professor’s surgery failed.

The failed surgery and Dr. Mehar’s cold eyes made the professor sober up. He realized that there was a huge gap between himself and Zheng Ren. It looked very close but in fact, it was impossible to bridge.

After summing up his experiences and reflecting, the professor knelt down.

However, the Nobel Prize was still something to fight for.

The professor then went to Sea City but Zheng Ren was gone. After asking Chang Yue and the others, no one knew where Zheng Ren was or what he was doing.

He left dejectedly. The professor had to call his number countless times every day and every time, the result disappointed him.

However, after today... The weather was really good!

Boss Zheng actually picked up the phone!

Although the boss seemed to be a little unhappy from his tone, the professor could care less about it.

The world was vast, and the Nobel Prize was the biggest thing in existence.

The professor kept nagging and wanted to book a plane ticket for Zheng Ren. He was flying to Stockholm immediately!

Zheng Ren cursed in his heart. What the f*ck was going on?

He was interested in the Nobel Prize but not by that much.

Looking at the winner of the Peace Prize every year, Zheng Ren felt a little sick at the sight.

If someone helped him with the formalities and he did not need to look at all the annoying faces, Zheng Ren would not mind taking the Nobel Prize.

After all, it was proof of his status in the surgical world.

Well, his status in the surgical world was only so-so.

However, if he let Zheng Ren run around on his own and continuously delay things, he would definitely not be able to push forward.

Was it not bullsh*t? He was a doctor. His job was to treat patients and save people.

The professor’s wail did not move Zheng Ren at all.

After giving him a few perfunctory sentences, zheng Ren hung up the phone impatiently.

“Yo, boss, not bad.” Su Yun turned around and looked at Zheng Ren with a face full of ridicule.

“It’s all bullsh*t.”

“You don’t even care about the Nobel Prize. Aren’t you being too pretentious?”

“Pretentious or not, at least I’m not fake,” Zheng Ren said plainly. After that, he ignored Su Yun and asked Department Chief Kong, “Department Chief Kong, is the new surgery research center temporarily placed in the wards?”

“Just put up a name first. The land will be approved. As for the rest...” Department Chief Kong glanced at Zheng Ren and smiled helplessly. “Boss Zheng, if you can win the Nobel Prize, I think all of this will go a little smoother.”

Zheng Ren was also very troubled. Department Chief Kong’s ward was full of several professors. Even if he were to be squeezed in, it would not really be a TIPS surgery research center.

Well, Zheng Ren was probably considered a professor somewhat too.

Should he go and try his luck on the surgery?

Forget it. He had just come out. It was better to fly back to see Little Yiren first.

Other things were not as important.

The car drove to the airport. A few black cars with red flags were waiting in the Special Waiting Area.

Department Chief Kong got out of the car and tidied up his clothes. He almost walked straight into one of the cars.

A middle-aged man got out of the car with a faint smile on his face and shook Department Chief Kong’s hand.

Zheng Ren knew the man. They had interacted with each other a few times in the past few months.

He was the hospital director’s secretary. He was in charge of scheduling his daily life and needs.

After greeting Department Chief Kong, the middle-aged man came to Zheng Ren. He extended his hands and said, “Zheng Ren, on behalf of the director, I’ll carry out anything you need me to do.”

They all shook hands. Zheng Ren only smiled but did not say anything.

“Comrade Zheng Ren, thank you for your efforts. I wish you a safe journey.” The middle-aged man’s voice was very gentle but there was a hint of dignity in it.

“Thank you for your concern.” Zheng Ren held it in for a long time before he managed to say that sentence.

After a few encounters, the middle-aged man understood Zheng Ren’s temperament. It was already very good that he could say such a thing.

After sending Zheng Ren and the others into the airport, the middle-aged man slowly walked out.

He raised his head and looked at the sky. The sun was bright and dazzling.

There were a lot of things to do today. The surgery was successful. The director seemed to have become twenty years younger in the past few days and had visited a lot of people.

Some of them were related to Zheng Ren.

In the director’s words, the medical workers were already in the front but were not well-equipped. They had suffered all kinds of losses before but would strive to avoid so in the future.

The driver stood straight beside the sedan as he opened the car and the middle-aged man got into the car. The car slowly drove out of the airport waiting area.

“I am Secretary Ge. I’m here to pick up your chairman.” In the sedan, the middle-aged man had already started work.

“The director has instructed that we should buy shares in Changfeng Microinvasive Surgery as soon as possible. Also, how far are the negotiations with Bai Sheng International?”