Chapter 1276

Karolinska School of medicine, Stockholm, Sweden.

In the central conference room, on the huge LCD screen, the operation process was clearly displayed in front of everyone.

Different from the past, this live broadcast has sound.

Everyone listened clearly to the dialogue between Zheng Ren and Dr. mehar.

The first stent has been completely removed, and Dr. mehar has no terrible complications such as myocardial ischemia and coronary artery rupture.

Everything looks so beautiful, even perfect.

Mrs. Mehal looked relaxed. Although all this was in her expectation, she was always worried about accidents.

It is worthy of being kissed by God. This forbidden area operation can be successfully completed without any waves and accidents.

And the young doctor really didn't give in to Dr. mehar. After a simple communication, when the catheter was about to enter the coronary artery, he directly gave Dr. mehar basic anesthesia to avoid accidents.

Mrs. Mehal was particularly satisfied with this.

In the live video, the operation stopped briefly, and the operator was preparing to take out the second stent.

"Ladies and gentlemen, I believe everyone has seen the operation just now." Mrs. mehar said: "I remember when mehar was recommended as a candidate for the medical award with the operation of cardiac stent implantation 30 years ago, someone said that this operation was not perfect and could not avoid complications, so it could not win the medical award."

"Now, thirty years later, this technology has been perfect." Mrs. Mehal glanced at the aging judges around and said: "however, cardiac intervention technology has become a past tense and is no longer the most cutting-edge technology. It has been popularized to every corner of the world under the promotion of Mehal and countless doctors.

Everyone thinks it's just the most basic operation, not that it should have won a medical award!

This time, Mehal and I have the same attitude. We will choose the doctor whose hands have been kissed by God and the tips operation. "

"Madam, please calm down." Sitting in the middle, Dr. Rafson, the chairman of the review committee, looked at the screen, put down his water cup and said faintly: "the clinical operation can not win the medical award. This is a rule. I think we should get used to it, not try to break it. As for the future, who knows."

"Lord Lawson, please forgive my ignorance." Mrs. Mehal turned her wheelchair in one direction and stared at Dr. Raphson.

He had a few more age spots on his face. He looked a lot older and smelled rotten.

"Madam, there are only a few judges here. If you have anything to say, just say it." Lawson is indifferent.

Only Dr. Mehal and his wife agree, which is not enough. Want to win the Nobel Prize for clinical surgery? Next life!

"That's what your excellency Dahlin, the chairman of the jury, said. Thirty years later, your statement still hasn't changed." Mrs. Mehal said coldly, "I can only smell decay in this room. Your gorgeous clothes are like a shroud. It's disgusting to look at them."

Mrs. Mehal's sharp words left no room for relaxation at all.

"That's just your illusion. Frontal lobectomy is regarded as a stain of the Nobel Prize. Do we have to see another seemingly successful operation win the medical prize, and then turn the medical prize into a scandal after countless complications?" Dr. Lawson was not angry, but said quietly.

"Isn't there a lot of stains? There's only one frontal lobectomy?" Mrs. Mehal stared at Rafson's senile spots and said, "I think you will have a good chat soon when the devil comes to take away your rotten soul. Because you have a lot of common topics and may become good friends."

"Madam, please keep calm." Dr. Lawson was still not angry. He knocked on the table and said: "whether it is a new operation of tips or the operation of removing coronary stents, it can only represent the technology of an outstanding doctor. It is at least 380000 kilometers away from the medical award."

"Lord Lawson, only you think so." Mrs. Mehal murmured, "I don't know how an ignorant person like you got into the jury."

"Madam, you should maintain respect and awe..."

Before he finished, the door was pushed open.

A person with fluffy hair, like a reaction after touching static electricity, came in first.

"Mrs. Mehal, please accept my most sincere thanks instead of Dr. Mehal." The man said.

He is still very "young", only in his sixties, more energetic than everyone present on the medical award jury. At least, he doesn't have to be pushed in a wheelchair.

"Your Excellency Olsen, I'm glad you're here." Mrs. Mehal smiled, held out her hand and accepted Olsen's kiss.

"My God, when I received Dr. Mehal's email yesterday, I still suspected it." Olsen raised his hands, his hair straight and fluffy, like a hedgehog, and his arms played up the surprise in the words. "The live broadcast just now is that Gods came to the world and pointed out the way forward for ordinary people."

"Lord Olsen, why did you come from the Royal Academy of Sciences?" Asked Dr. Lawson lightly.

The evaluation of medical awards is different from that of physics and chemistry awards.

Dr. Olsen is the chairman of the evaluation committee of the Royal Swedish Academy of Sciences, but there is no possibility of speaking in the evaluation of the medical award.

So Dr. Lawson didn't care that Olsen suddenly appeared here.

here,

Karolinska School of medicine,

It's your own territory!

Even his majesty should give himself enough respect.

"Dear Lord Lawson, first of all, I would like to thank the Karolinska medical school for its contribution to the world." Olson said excitedly.

He was so excited that he spoke quickly and loudly. In the narrow conference room, Dr. Olsen's voice vibrated repeatedly.

Lawson frowned and looked coldly at the ripples in the water cup in front of him, as if his dead heart had been stirred.

"The surgical signal has been received. After dynamic three-dimensional reconstruction, we found turbulence. It is said that the operator who was kissed by God can operate on the turbulence with the guidance of intuition or some mysterious force to avoid the impact of blood turbulence on the operation."

"So what?" Dr. Lawson looked at Olsen's exaggerated hair and still insisted on his point of view.

Cold and indifferent.

Clinical operation, can not win the medical award, this is the rule!

Absolute rules should be absolutely implemented and they are not allowed to be blasphemed.

"How's it going?" Dr. Olsen looked at Ralph sen in surprise, like looking at a patient with Alzheimer's disease.

He paused for a few seconds before saying in surprise, "Lord Ralph Sen, please allow me to be rude."

"Huh?" Dr. Lawson felt that things might not be as simple as he thought.

"Lord Olsen, please wait a moment. The operation is still going on." Mrs. Mehal said slowly, "please understand a wife's anxiety about her husband's operation."

Olson just wanted to say something, but was interrupted by his wife. He glanced at the screen, shrugged his shoulders and asked the people behind him to put all kinds of machines.

Rafson looked at the strange machines and didn't know what Olsen was going to do. The Royal Academy of Sciences should have all kinds of black technologies, and some gadgets are unimaginable.

The central conference room is quiet and the operation is still going on.

Second support, third support

After 11 ′ 52 ", the operation was completed.

Olsen congratulated Mrs. Mehal at the end of the operation. The lady's expression relaxed a lot, and a smile climbed up the top of her eyebrows.

Then Dr. Olsen tidied up his clothes, but the fluffy hair didn't look serious. No matter what his expression was, it seemed like a joke.

"Lord Lawson, please allow me to be rude." Olsen said seriously, "I'm going to recommend Dr. Zheng."

"Surgery?" Dr. Lawson raised his eyebrows and said indifferently, "it's impossible. The medical award will not be awarded to clinical surgery."

"Oh, no, damn it, you understand wrong." "I want to nominate this year's physics award," Olson said

Lawson's hand was raised and was about to use a gesture to express his refusal.

But he didn't expect to hear Olsen say that!

A doctor who won the Nobel Prize in physics? It is undoubtedly a great irony that a clinical technique can not win the medical award, but the physics award.

Dr. Lawson felt the air become spicy and breathing became extremely difficult.

Suddenly, his heart jumped a little more. Temporary symptoms of palpitation, chest tightness and shortness of breath.

Is Dr. Olsen crazy? Ralph Sen's hand stopped in mid air and looked at Olsen in amazement. He calmed down for a long time, but he still didn't know what to say.

Let a doctor win the Nobel Prize in physics, the whole world will be in an uproar.

Originally, the Nobel Prize in biology and medicine has existed in name only in recent decades, so it should be renamed the Nobel Prize in biology.

As for medicine?

who care!

"Lord Lawson, please make sure to give the recommended quota to the Royal Academy of Sciences." Olson bowed gracefully, like a real aristocrat.

"Can I know why?" After a full 10 seconds, Ralph Sen slowly put down his arm and asked cautiously.

"The reason is very simple. It will appear in front of you soon." Olson said excitedly, "the last puzzle of classical physics appears in front of me. If I can't issue him the physics award, I believe your soul will come back and take me directly."

"I have an intuition that turbulence will trigger a revolution, and quantum physics will be promoted as classical physics becomes perfect!"

"..." Lawson couldn't believe what he heard or saw.

In the central conference room, the judges of the medical award sat quietly, and they were equally surprised.