Chapter 2451

10, imperial capital.

Zheng Renhe worked as usual, as if it was just an ordinary day. However, the time of the Nobel Prize telephone notification is getting closer and closer, and the mood of the rest of the medical group is becoming more and more unstable.

Zhao Wenhua is pretty good. He is not in the medical group, and his name is not in the project list.

Gao Shaojie took Lin Yuan for surgery and made several operational mistakes one after another. It is obvious that he is not in shape today. Zheng Ren kicked them all out and went to the stage wearing lead clothes to do some of today's operations.

Gao Shaojie was also a little frightened about this. He sat in the operation room and watched boss Zheng's skilled operation, like flowing clouds and water. But at the moment, I feel anxious and uneasy. I can't appreciate this beauty.

"Lao Gao, what's the matter with you today?" Su Yun asked.

"Dr. Su, you know... I'm restless these days." Gao Shaojie smiled awkwardly, "hasn't there been any news on that side?"

"Don't worry." Su Yun put his hands behind his head, collapsed in the sofa and said lazily.

Gao Shaojie knows that Su Yun is also nervous. He seldom appears in the operating room. He is almost inseparable from boss Zheng these days. Especially when the phone rang, he jumped up like a rabbit hearing the sound of a gun.

Even... Even the mobile phone is not allowed to be brought into the operating room by boss Zheng. It should be put in the operation room outside to avoid bad signal affecting the answering of the phone.

Although we all know that the morning time of DIDU is the night of Stockholm, it is absolutely impossible for a phone call to come in. But Su Yun still insisted, which made Gao Shaojie feel more emotional.

Even these days, Su Yun seldom plays with his mobile phone. He looks lazy like a sleeping lion. In fact, his eyes have been staring at boss Zheng's mobile phone on the console.

Alas, it seems that not only himself, but also Dr. Su is a little anxious. Gao Shaojie thought to himself.

Only boss Zheng in the operating room seems to have never changed. He has been as calm as a mountain. The operation is very beautiful. Gao Shaojie even vaguely feels that boss Zheng is still making continuous progress.

If he continues to make such progress, will his level reach the cloud and he can't even see it?

Not to mention the level, this mentality alone can't compare with itself. Calm is not like a young man, but like an old man in his 70s and 80s. He has seen the vicissitudes of the world, and nothing can touch his heartstrings.

After saying a few awkward words, everyone was absent-minded and there was silence in the operation room. Pick up patients and operate one after another. Just after ten o'clock, today's operation was completed.

Zheng Ren took off his lead clothes and went back to the operation room. He felt the depressed atmosphere in the operation room for the first time.

Promise? Zheng Ren knows that everyone's attention has been here in recent days.

In fact, Zheng Ren is also looking forward to the Nobel Prize. A large number of skill points can support him to upgrade a skill tree to the peak level, plus a peak level skill book.

Four top level skills, small stone treatment seems to be a try. Even so, Zheng Ren still felt that he suffered too much and might as well let go. Just keep a certain hope. After all, it's a good thing. It's better to have a choice than not.

Just [main task - the fifth stage of fame in the world, Nobel prize! Nobel prize!!] The progress bar of this task is always about 99%, but the last one refuses to move.

Zheng Ren doesn't know what the problem is. He has some regrets about it. The big pig's hoof doesn't give a hint or anything. It makes him dew now.

I have nothing to say with Su Yun and Gao Shaojie. I can't tell them the doubts in my heart.

During this period of time, everyone's mood is not high, so Hongye's plan has been delayed, delayed and delayed.

[they said write quickly...]

When the phone rang, Zheng Ren stretched out his hand, but before he got the mobile phone, Su Yun held the mobile phone in his hand with a remnant.

"Che, linge has nothing to call you." Su Yun looked at the name marked on it and said disappointed.

Zheng Ren smiled and connected the phone.

"Director Lin."

"Yes, no news yet."

"Wait a minute, don't worry."

With that, Zheng Ren hung up and put his mobile phone into his trouser pocket.

After stepping down to change clothes and returning to the office, Zheng Ren still sat in his position and looked at it with a fifth edition of surgery.

It's false to say you're not nervous. It's a peak skill book and a large number of experience points and skill points! It involves whether many operations can be successful.

But Zheng Ren looked at the main task - the fifth stage of fame in the world, the Nobel prize! Nobel prize!! 99% progress bar, confused.

Carefully pondering over various possibilities, Zheng Ren was not very clear about the process of Nobel prize evaluation, and there was no way to figure out what happened.

The task issued by big pig hoof proves that this thing is feasible; With the guarantee of old Roche, although the goods are very slippery to ensure the fairness of the review, this statement also gives itself a chance.

At least now Zheng rengen didn't want to see the strange self described disease diagnosis on the panel of old Roche's system with his real eyes. He turned his energy value into empty and the whole person into a mummy.

If Lao Roche can't keep his promise, it's a big deal. Zheng Ren really doesn't believe that he dares to run to the imperial capital to hunt down himself.

If so, the iron fist would have smashed him, even if he was the head of the ancient and mysterious Bruch family.

"Boss, can I have a look at Maris with a crystal ball?" Su Yun has put forward this proposal for the nth time.

"What's good?" Zheng Ren frowned and said, "if you receive a call, you will win the prize. If you don't receive it, you won't. It's such a simple thing. Besides, isn't there an official website for the Nobel Prize? It will be announced on the website when there is news."

With that, Zheng Ren took a look at the system panel. The task progress was still 99%, and he didn't get it. What call? You don't have to wait at all.

"Cut!" Su Yun looked at Zheng Ren contemptuously.

[they say...]

Zheng Ren reluctantly took out his mobile phone. These two days, the mobile phone has been exploded. In addition to Director Pan, many people call almost every day.

The old director is still steady. Zheng Ren looks at the person's name Mu Tao marked on the phone and sighs hard in his heart.

"Lao Mu's goods are, too. What's the phone call if he's okay? Tell me, the naprano award has a wool relationship with him." Su Yun nagged after seeing the name marked on the phone, and sat back in his chair disappointed.

His black hair floats listlessly in front of his forehead. The later he drags, the less likely he is to win the Nobel Prize from a certain point of view.

Su Yun didn't understand. He had made countless assumptions in his heart. No matter how hypothetical, I still can't explain why I haven't even got a message so far.