Professor Rudolph Wagner arrived late. During this time, with various banquets, speeches and exchanges, the professor felt that he had reached the peak of his life.

Zheng Ren should have been picked up early, but the professor always thought of the inexplicable embarrassment after his boss asked him to go back for surgery and was rejected by himself, so he just wanted to escape.

In the professor's mind, the boss is very strong in the medical profession, so strong that he can't touch it. However, the logic of what the boss does is very different from that of himself. He is not a kind of person at all.

According to Professor Rudolph Wagner, he has reached the peak after winning the Nobel Prize, and has started the mode of enjoying life in his life.

Is the yacht hard to drive, or is the young model ugly?

Is it too long to go to the operating room to face patients and X-rays every day?!

Interventional surgery? He is the second in the world. Professor Rudolph Wagner has a judgment and cognition on this point. First, I don't want to. When I think of the boss's operation, there is a level difference that I can only vaguely judge but can't accurately feel. The professor will be a little forced to count and think it's good to be the second in the world.

But to receive the award, the boss has arrived in Stockholm. If he arrives too late, it really doesn't make sense.

But when he remembered that yunge'er would ridicule himself, Professor Rudolph Wagner couldn't help but have a headache.

I should or should see you. I can't escape.

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The midnight snack is over, because we have to modify the data of the new product display and add the video of today's operation. Xie Ning left early in the morning.

Others were too sleepy to open their eyes because of jet lag, and Zheng renge drove them back. Only he and Su Yun were left waiting for Professor Rudolph Wagner in a small bar.

"Boss, rich and noble will arrive in half an hour." Su Yun holds his mobile phone and the expression on his face is worth pondering.

"Oh." Zheng Ren looked at the operation video repeatedly as if he hadn't heard it.

"I just don't understand. What's good about a video. Are you still going to have surgery under the condition of network delay?" Su Yun said contemptuously, "the delay of 5g wireless terminal is 10-20ms. Although it is not as fast as optical fiber, these do not exist as long as you return home."

"Don't you think a delay can make you have a special judgment on your neural response speed?" Zheng Ren made a very windy remark.

"When you think about this kind of thing, all kinds of extreme situations are meaningless. It's like the diagnosis and treatment of rare diseases are meaningful, but not significant." After su Yun understood it for the first time, he said, "fugui'er is coming. The goods arrive later than us. Look at fugui'er. This is the style of Nobel laureate. It's really good."

Listening to Su Yun's contemptuous tone, Zheng Ren smiled, "it's not necessary. A person has a pace of life. If rich children want to enjoy life, then enjoy it. In your words, there's no fun in living without wine."

"That's true, but can rich people compare with me? I'm the successor of socialism. I'm kidding!" Su Yun laughed.

This year's Nobel Prize project is essentially led by Zheng Ren, and Professor Rudolph Wagner has done countless meticulous work. No matter in the earthquake relief or in his usual work, the professor worked like an old scalper.

Before winning the Nobel Prize, most of the tips operations of 912 were completed by the professor himself. From this point of view alone, there is no reason to blame him.

"Boss, what are you going to say at the dinner after receiving the award?" Su Yun asked.

"Say what? Is there anything to say?" Zheng Ren looked up at Su Yun.

"..." Su Yun was surprised. "I'll go. Don't you have any force? How did Mr. Mo Yan deliver his speech when he won the Nobel Prize? I forgot my speech in the hotel, but I remembered those words in my mind. At the end, literature is really useless compared with science. But perhaps the greatest use of literature is that it is useless. Look, how awesome!"

"Er... It's not necessary. Look at this position, I still hesitate to overcome the network delay. I could have done better." Zheng Ren took the computer and pointed out a small mistake in Su Yun's operation.

"Boss, it's too much to pretend." Su Yun chuckled. "Are you so interesting in front of me? Compared with science, literature is really useless. But perhaps the greatest use of literature is that it is useless. Tut Tut, look at this sentence. How awesome! Do you think of a more powerful speech?"

"No, go up and win the prize, go home and accept Xiao Sun's interview, and then work normally. We should pay close attention to the robot arm project. We should also pay close attention to the lung of 3D printing."

Zheng Ren said lightly.

"If you could exchange the Nobel Prize for a small stone's life, would you do it?" Su Yun asked sarcastically.

Zheng Ren looked at Su Yun with strange eyes, as if he had never known him.

"What do you mean by that?" Su Yun asked.

"Of course, is the Nobel Prize meaningful? Yes, but that's all. Why don't I change it if I can change the life of a small stone. Unfortunately, there is no such business. If only there were one." Zheng Ren said without hesitation.

"Tut Tut, if you don't want to make a speech, you can let the rich say it."

"That's OK."

Zheng Ren is still watching the recording and playback. At double speed, the metal manipulator flies up and down the screen. Although it is cumbersome, it does not fetter each other. There is no chance for the four manipulators to touch each other.

In normal surgery, it is common for operators and assistants to collide with each other. After all, the operating table is so large. When you meet a guy as big as Zhao Yunlong, you can only squeeze together for surgery.

But the manipulator does not have this disadvantage. Zheng rennaohai re conceived the operation mode of the manipulator and wondered how to improve it.

"By the way, are you going to celebrate Yi Ren's birthday according to Beijing time or this time?" Su Yun asked, "you shouldn't say publicly that you want to give the Nobel Prize to your favorite little Iraqi first. It's not impossible, but it's too disgusting to do so. You can think about it again."

"It's meaningless to do this. I just want us to walk on the streets of Stockholm for her birthday. The joys, sorrows and joys of life have nothing to do with others. Why say I love her in front of the world? I love her, what does it have to do with the world."

"Tut tut!" Su Yun listened to Zheng Ren and smiled.

"Oh, my God, boss! You miss me!" Professor Rudolph Wagner's voice came like a broken Gong.