Chapter 2924

On December 9, Zheng Ren and Dr. mehar visited Karolinska Hospital in Stockholm at invitation.

Zheng Ren didn't say that uncle Ning pulled out the fishbone. He just pushed a wheelchair and listened to Dr. mehar explain various new medical machines and equipment and what new progress has been made in medical fields in recent years. In the field of scientific research, Karolinska Hospital has done quite well in all aspects. If there were no uncle Ning's event, Zheng Ren would appreciate it.

But with the fishbone incident, Zheng Ren always felt bad when he saw all kinds of advanced machines and was interested in talking.

It was a boring day, but Zheng Ren also knew that the necessary social intercourse was an indispensable part. Although it is said that getting the Nobel Prize has something to do with the request of the Bruch family, the initial recommendation and subsequent running are all done by Dr. mehar holding the disabled body.

The respect for the elderly comes from the bottom of my heart. Without the support of Dr. mehar, I can't get through the first step, which Zheng Ren understands. No matter how much mental energy is consumed, Zheng Ren has to endure.

It's not as comfortable as weaving red ropes in 912. Zheng Ren has always had this idea in his heart.

It was not until the afternoon that Zheng Rencai regained his freedom and traveled all over Stockholm. Everyone had a good time.

As night fell, they rested, but Zheng Ren was sleepless.

He silently looked at the snow outside the window. It snowed all day and night, and there was no sign of stopping. Inside and outside the window, it was very quiet. It seemed that you could hear the sound of sorghum from snowflakes falling to the ground.

Time flies. A year has passed. At this time last year, I was still busy in the emergency department of Haicheng. I don't know if I'm busy now. The snow is heavy and the road is slippery. There should be many injured people who scrape and rub. Zheng Ren's mind is full of thoughts.

Then countless thoughts came to mind, small stone, mechanical arm, 912, community hospital. Zheng Ren didn't seriously think about a problem, but let the thoughts in his mind roll. Finally, except for Yi Ren's birthday tomorrow, only small stones linger in his mind.

That child is too sensible. It hurts to be sensible. From the first scene of meeting to watching QQ talk intermittently, and now, scenes flash in front of us.

In fact, Zheng Ren doesn't think how long small stones can last. Even if they have their own best surgeons in the world, even if they are backed by private hospitals and research centers full of black technology such as bota, it's a pity that time is too tight.

If only I could give myself another year.

From the attitude of big pig hoof, Zheng Renzao has predicted this. The system has not issued a task. From a certain point of view, that is to say, the system believes that under the existing science and technology, small stones can never be cured.

Thinking, Zheng Ren sighed.

To cure solids, to relief ofeten, to comfort always is the sentence on the epitaph of Dr. Trudeau on the Bank of Saranac Lake in northeast New York

English literal translation is very boring. When translated into Chinese, Zheng Ren feels that he has some charm and always keeps it in mind.

Sometimes heal, often help, always comfort.

Doctors are not omnipotent. Even if they are open, what they can do to small stones seems to be more just help and comfort. cure? The hope is too slim. Zheng Ren occasionally thinks so, but he also knows that he is just thinking.

For myself, little stone is just a patient; For little stone, he is all his hope, even if the child doesn't show it.

Thinking of the strange expression of the little stone elf, Zheng Ren was not sad at the bottom of his heart, but showed a smile.

He thought of Su Yun's problem. If possible, he would exchange a Nobel Prize for Xiaoshi's life.

Is the Nobel Prize meaningful? Of course. But for Zheng Renlai, the meaning of small stone seems to be greater.

But what he could do had been done. He suddenly subconsciously touched his hair. Half white hair, exhausted effort, that's all.

Go back and give Xiaoshi an interventional embolization of the liver, and then a lung transplant. As for the future, Zheng Ren dare not think. Who knows what will happen again. I just hope little stone doesn't suffer too much and can recover quickly.

Zheng Ren stood quietly in front of the window and looked at the snow covered foreign land. His heart gradually returned to silence without any distractions.

After a long time, Zheng Ren stood like this, and the snow outside the window floated like that, as if integrated.

Zheng Ren looks at the little white fox many times in the system space, and is used to entering this mysterious realm of meditation. I don't know how long he stood, Zheng Ren's hand moved slightly.

The event should be almost here.

After moving his cervical spine, he opened his suitcase, took out a backpack and put two packing boxes into the backpack.

Putting on his shoes, Zheng Ren took a look at the time. It was 3:25 a.m.

Almost at this point, he is quite satisfied with his biological clock. There are about three hours before Yi wakes up. If the time difference doesn't come out to make trouble.

When he went out, Zheng Ren looked serious, like a soldier going to the battlefield.

When he came downstairs, Zheng Ren identified his position and stood in front of Yi Ren's window.

The next thing to do is technical work. No matter how dexterous your hands are, it doesn't mean you can complete it smoothly.

After finding the position, Zheng Ren thought for a few minutes, found a slightly secluded position, and jumped over with a vigorous step.

Standing steadily on the ground, he began to make up the direction of action. Although it is necessary to step on the snow with your feet to make the words "Happy Birthday", it is still quite difficult to make the font of Jackie Chan's flying phoenix dance.

This is a temporary idea. Seeing the heavy snow in Stockholm yesterday, Zheng Rencai thought he wanted to have a try and give Iraq a surprise.

This is not enough. If pedestrians pass by, they have to obtain their understanding and cooperation. If people don't cooperate with what they say, they can't help it. Success depends on fate. Zheng Ren doesn't have the idea of making it.

Four two meter square Chinese characters were trampled out by Zheng Ren. The four words of dragon and phoenix dance appeared on the snow on the streets of Stockholm - Happy birthday.

After looking at the time, Zheng Ren found that he did it a little early. As the snow pours on the sorghum, Zheng Ren has to force him to walk around again and again, and be careful not to go out of the range of footprints.

That is, the body hardened in the system space is resistant to manufacturing. Otherwise, it must be frozen in such a cold day.

Under the light of the street lamp, the snow danced, with a circle of halo, like countless elves with the breath of life falling from the sky.

Zheng Ren didn't have time to appreciate the beauty of nature. He walked carefully on four Chinese characters. As a pen, he engraved all this in the streets of Stockholm and in Iraq's mind.

Snow, still under the sorghum, Zheng Ren's head was covered with snow, white.