"I heard from Xiao Zhou that you are thinking about how to treat a child with late cancer." Old Cui said, "I'm so energetic. I hesitated for a long time a few years ago and didn't dare to do it. This project is too big. I don't have much time left. I must be a waste."

"We also met." Zheng Ren said softly, "once I went to the B-ultrasound room for examination and happened to meet the child. It's fate. It's going to be solved without thinking. It's also good to let the little stone live longer."

"Do what you can and do your best." Cui Lao said.

"Uh huh." Zheng Ren and Su Yun nodded repeatedly.

"Tell me what you've done besides this lately." Old Cui whispered.

"Old Cui, I've always met an interesting thing this week."

At this time, Zheng Ren began to shut up. Su Yun told Cui about all kinds of clinical things. The first thing was the patient who injected insulin into Hamburg in the afternoon.

One by one, whether solved or not, Su Yun spoke out.

These things are like the roar of gunfire during the war. When the old man who has fought with disease all his life enters his twilight, he seems to have long been used to gunfire and smoke. Listening, his face shows a smile.

Gradually, Cui Lao's eyes closed and fell asleep.

Su Yun didn't stop immediately. His voice became smaller and softer. He is so gentle at this time. Looking at Cui Lao is like looking at a child.

Zheng Ren saw that Cui was asleep, covered the quilt and made a gesture.

They crept out of the house and saw Cui's son greet them. Zheng Ren immediately made a "Shh" gesture.

"You're welcome. Old Cui has fallen asleep. Let's go first." Zheng Ren said with a smile.

Without being detained, they left Cui's home.

The old man's vitality has gradually faded. Although it is expected, Zheng Ren still has some unspeakable sadness in his heart.

Everyone will go. Life and death is an eternal proposition from ancient times to now. Zheng Ren knows that this kind of thing is a dead knot when he thinks about it. If he doesn't want to think about it, he hears Su Yun's "um".

"What's the matter?"

"Received a strange email." Su Yun said, "look at your cell phone."

Before going to see Cui Lao, they turned off their mobile phones and muted them. Zheng Ren couldn't live without his mobile phone. For him, the biggest role of his mobile phone is to chat with Yi Ren.

When he turned on his cell phone, Zheng Ren saw a row of missed calls.

"Strange, who is this?" Zheng Ren asked suspiciously.

"It's from Huanuo. That's what the email said." Su Yun said, "what did you say to the professor of pharmacy in sales this afternoon?"

"Didn't say anything... Oh, I said there might be something wrong with the drug instructions. It's best to add the words that patients with insulin autoimmune syndrome should pay attention to taking." Zheng Ren tried to recall what he and the mosaic had said.

"What a quick reaction." Su Yun said with a smile, "look at the efficiency of others!"

"Why are you calling?"

"Boss, can you force the number in your heart!" Su Yun raised his hand in surprise and said loudly, "you are the Nobel Prize winner. You are the future Xueba or xuepi. Every word you say will have a great impact on ordinary people! Companies such as Huanuo pharmaceutical will certainly respect your opinions. This is an olive branch!"

"Can you describe me without learning bully and ruffian?" Zheng Ren said.

"Even if you don't want to, you will eventually become such a person." Su Yun said, "this is an objective law, not transferred by your will. You don't need it, but the people around you need it. Helping President Zhou and Quan Xiaocao publish their papers is a beginning."

Zheng Ren doesn't want to argue with Su Yun about such things. In the final analysis, Su Yun is not the one who helps Zhou Zongquan Xiaocao publish his paper. He frowned. "What do Huanuo's people want from us?"

"No, you suggested that they revise the instructions. If you write a paper and publish it in a top journal, the sales of the whole drug will be doubled. Academic status, why are so many people greedy and have money to follow. The professor of pharmacology can earn this money if he has a title." Su yundao.

Zheng Ren has not adapted to this life. In the past, he was only an undergraduate and did not involve the academic field. Su Yun knew more or less and directly guessed the meaning of the pharmaceutical factory.

"I just say casually that there are not many cases of insulin autoimmune syndrome. We have only seen two cases this year. One is today's patient and the other is the liar." Zheng Ren said, "I don't know what happened to the liar."

"Can you worry about something you should worry about?" Su Yun said, "you inadvertently said a word. Now the people of Huanuo pharmaceutical factory are estimated to have entered the state of crisis public relations."

“……”

Zheng Ren was speechless.

But what Su Yun said is reasonable. The academic status will be improved a little. If I put forward a "kind" opinion and the pharmaceutical company doesn't respond a little, maybe I won't take it seriously, or maybe I think it's the contempt of the pharmaceutical company.

In the end, it is not certain whether it will develop into an academic storm in which the parties share the same views and discriminate against the different.

However, Huanuo's reaction was still a little extreme. Zheng Ren sighed. He hesitated for 3 seconds, but didn't call back.

"Go home for dinner." Zheng Rendao.

"You can really calm down." Su Yun said with a smile, "I'm not in a hurry to check this event to verify your academic status."

"Academic status, I'm not interested in this. When the level is up, naturally those who should come will come. If the level is not up, I can't think of it."

Su Yun shrugged and began to look for a car to go home.

He's a little upset, but don't delay drinking too much when driving. Even if there is a price, I always worry about this and that.

Forget it. It's more convenient to drop the car now.

No words all the way, just very slow. The Imperial vehicles at this point drive like snails. Zheng Ren wants to get off and run back directly.

But the idea is to think that even if you think about it, you will be a celebrity at least. Don't run around with Nobel laureate Dr. Zheng Ren early tomorrow morning. Is it the distortion of human nature or the decline of morality.

Getting off at the door of the community, Su Yun suddenly hit Zheng Ren with his shoulder, "boss, they're home."

"Home?" Zheng Ren frowned a little unhappily.

"Well, Yi was cooking, and Chang Yue didn't let them up."

Zheng Ren's expression looked a little better. Around a building, I saw seven or eight people standing at the door of the unit from a distance, standing respectfully, like doorboys.