Chapter 2450

Stockholm, Sweden.

Professor Rudolf Wagner is dressed in a suit and shoes. At this moment, he is no longer the rich son of Haicheng or 912, but has returned to the original style of elite doctors in the Affiliated Hospital of Heidelberg University in Germany.

But he has been a little nervous and restless for a while, like an ant on a hot pot.

All the work has been finished, and the standard materials full of hard work in the past year have been handed in early.

After leaving the imperial capital, the professor has been flying around between Stockholm and Europe and the United States, visiting every judge and living Nobel laureate, and making final efforts for the final sprint.

The attitude of the judges has changed slightly, which the professor can clearly perceive. The expected perfunctory, scolding and disdain were few from the beginning. Almost everyone was right, and even the most conservative and stubborn judges looked kind.

Things are going well. It's like a dream.

But because of this, the professor was a little frightened. He was afraid that it was all fake. When he woke up, he found that he was still lying at his home in Heidelberg.

The closer it was to the day of Nobel prize evaluation, the more nervous the professor was, and he gradually became more and more disgusted with his boss.

It's too much that the boss doesn't come to such a big thing in person. Especially when he saw many biology award winners coming to visit the judges with a humble face, the professor complained more and more.

He knew that he saw only a few people. Even if the recommender doesn't come, the relevant recommender is constantly moving around to get the support of others.

However, Professor Rudolph Wagner only complained slightly, and the boss's position in his heart was unshakable. That's not because of a Nobel Prize recommendation project, but because of the worship accumulated by every operation.

The rolling of the technical level made the professor know that this was the boss's project. He was just a very lucky child and got on the express to the Nobel Prize. The driver is the boss, always the boss.

Professor Rudolph Wagner stopped complaining about his boss and gave his boss unlimited praise until Dr. Rafson gave a lecture in DIDU a few days ago!

Does the boss need to visit the judges? It might have been needed six months ago, but now it's not necessary!

The chairman of the jury of the biological and medical awards went to the imperial capital to give lectures in person, and Professor Rudolph Wagner could vaguely guess what he thought.

In particular, all kinds of "rumors" have confirmed each other during this period. The professor is confident that he can win the Nobel Prize this year.

Originally, Dr. Lawson visited the house immediately after he returned from the capital. Professor Rudolph Wagner was ready to observe his words and colors and determine the possibility of winning the Nobel Prize this year from many hints from the chairman of the jury.

However, the next evolution of events once again deviated from the professor's expectations.

The news from yunge'er said that Dr. Rafson had left the capital and returned home, but when Professor Rudolph Wagner visited, he was told that the person was not in.

Dr. Lawson seemed to disappear out of thin air. There was no figure at all. No matter who you ask, you can't ask the specific situation.

So far, the professor was crazy. He didn't dare to contact his boss again. He knew his boss's temper. Moreover, the professor had a guess in his mind that Dr. Larson must have broken down with his boss when he came on the door.

The professor could even think that at that time, yunge'er ridiculed Dr. Rafson in a sharp tone. In a rage, the doctor left the imperial capital and closed the door when he came back.

It's the last step. How can we get things done? The professor lives like a year. He often worries about whether the boss can come to Sweden and apologize to Dr. Ralph Sen. There is still room for relaxation. But this kind of thing is to think about it. The professor knows it's absolutely impossible.

This year's evaluation process is a few days earlier than in previous years, and the evaluation committee of the literature award began to move in early October.

It is said that they argue every day.

Professor Rudolph Wagner listened to the news with his ears open. At this time, Dr. mehar could not be found. Everything was kept secret.

However, the jury of biology award and medical award has been silent for a long time, not to mention the meeting. Even Dr. Rafson, the chairman of the jury, doesn't know where it is.

The professor spent the day at a loss. One day, he didn't know what had happened.

Without communication with the emperor, Professor Rudolph Wagner thought that the boss and yunge'er would not know what he didn't know in Stockholm.

Although Brother Yun has always said don't worry. There is a great possibility of winning the prize this year, the professor can't worry.

Under the calm water, I don't know what kind of rough waves it contains.

On October 9, in addition to the evaluation of the medical award and the biology award, other awards have been determined.

Next, we'll call the Nobel laureate.

Professor Rudolph Wagner still didn't get the news. He was very confused and helpless.

Sometimes even professors have an illusion that everyone is cheating themselves. In fact, the jury has held a secret meeting and determined the winner of this year's biology and Medicine Award.

It's not the project of the boss, himself and yunge'er. The final winner is someone else. All good intentions and malicious concealment cut themselves off from all the news of the Nobel Prize.

To this end, the professor was very depressed. Didn't Brother Yun say there is a great possibility of winning the prize? The more he thought, the more he was wronged and helpless. Professor Rudolph Wagner even began to drown his worries with alcohol and anesthetize himself with alcohol.

At night, sitting in the bar, Professor Rudolph Wagner drank sadly.

He likes simple wine, especially the Ralph with the taste of iodine. When he drinks it, it tastes like surgery. Every time I drink Rafer, I will think of my continuous surgery for the Nobel Prize project in the past year.

After a year of hard work, he left his hometown and paid too much. The professor sighed in his heart.

The professor sat alone in the bar, tasted Ralph, and sadly recalled his experience in the past year. The noise and excitement around him seem to have nothing to do with him. He just wants to drink quietly and taste the taste of surgery quietly.

"Rudolph, drink yourself?" A hand rested on Professor Rudolph Wagner's shoulder.

It's Raymond Bragg. He's a professor at the University of Berlin. He studies chemistry. It is said that he has been nominated for ten consecutive years, but he misses the Nobel prize every year.

"Raymond, sit down and have a drink." The professor patted the table and the sound got out of control. Under the powerful effect of alcohol, he seemed to forget all his troubles and worries.

"Rudolph, I heard that your project this year is likely to win the Nobel Prize. I'm really envious. May God bless you." Raymond sat down and looked a little gloomy. "Unlike me, there is no hope at all. I'm not going to come next year. Those old antiques don't know the value of my research results."

"I thought so at first, but... Alas. At least you know something. I don't even know whether the review meeting has been held." Professor Rudolph Wagner sighed a long sigh, carrying Ralph's bottle and complaining.

Raymond was stunned. Professor Rudolph Wagner's statement confirmed one point - the judges were extremely dissatisfied with his project, and even no familiar judges secretly leaked a little information to him.

What a poor guy. He didn't even have any news until he got the Nobel Prize. He had to sit here and drink alone.

"I heard that we will call to inform the ownership of the Nobel Prize tomorrow morning, and the website will announce the final news at noon." Raymond took a big sip of wine. "Those damn guys always don't understand how important my work is. I really don't want to see Lincoln's ugly face after he won the Nobel prize!"

The professor tried to get drunk and asked with the last hint of soberness, "will you call tomorrow? So soon? What's the date today?"

"Rudolph, I think you should go back and have a good sleep." Raymond looked into the professor's bloodshot eyes and said pitifully, "take a good bath and relax. Fuck the Nobel prize!"

Professor Rudolph Wagner has fallen into despair. He will call tomorrow to inform the ownership of the Nobel Prize. He doesn't even know whether the review meeting is held tonight. He was deeply confused and confused, and even blamed himself.

Bottle after bottle of louger drank until the professor was drunk and unconscious.

He didn't notice that a reporter had been watching him secretly. The professor was already immersed in sadness. I'll call the Nobel laureate tomorrow. Now the evaluation of biology and medicine awards must be completed, but I still haven't heard from him.

Damn it, damn it! How could it be! Even if he was drunk, the professor's heart was still cursing.

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Dr. Mehal stood at the window, looking at the lights in the night, as if thinking about something.

"Doctor, it's finally decided to have a meeting at 8 a.m. tomorrow." His assistant took the tablet and opened a recent email.

"Oh? Rafson finally replied?"

"Yes, doctor." The voice of the female assistant was as cold as ever, like cold wind and winter snow. "The news from Royal Brompton Hospital in the UK has a clear pathological diagnosis of adenocarcinoma. Because it was found early, it is estimated that there is no need for radiotherapy and chemotherapy after operation."

"I'm so lucky." Dr. Mehal's words were very plain. I couldn't tell whether it was regret or any other emotion.

"Dr. Lawson pulled out the breast bottle this morning and has boarded the ship."

"What do you have to come back for? Can't teleconference?" Dr. Mehal murmured, but his eyes glittered with joy and joy. The corners of his mouth rose slightly, like a flying flag.

"If nothing happens, I hope you can rest early." The female assistant said.

"I see." Dr. Mehal smiled and said, "after so long, I can finally see the moment when the solid ice is broken. I think I should drink some wine at night today."

"Your heart can no longer withstand the stimulation of alcohol. If you insist on this, I will inform your wife."

Dr. Mehal waved, with a little regret.

When the female assistant left, Dr. mehar still stood in front of the window and looked at the night in Stockholm. The little guy who was far away in the imperial capital was really good. He thought he had to pay a very high price to win a little chance for him, but what he didn't expect was that he did far more than he imagined.

Even the old stubborn Lawson gave up his prejudice and flew directly to the capital. At the thought of this, Dr. Mehal's smile grew strong.

He could even think of the old stubborn's mood when he went to the imperial capital. Zheng was really an interesting person. He insisted until the end. Put all the pressure on Rafson and force Rafson to give up his dignity and go to the capital.

However, Ralph Sen's luck was good, because Zheng diagnosed his lung cancer during his trip to the imperial capital.

Otherwise, when the promise dust falls to the ground, it will be delayed for about a month. It's hard to say whether the damn lung cancer will have metastasis at that time.

Zheng is really a person kissed by God. Dr. mehar looked at the distance and raised his hand as if he were holding a goblet with mellow wine in it.

Here's to victory.