Chapter 1278： Urinary incontinence

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The water glass burst because of the resonance, and the water sprinkled a table.

Because Olsen is full of passionate words, the sound of the broken glass is so insignificant that it does not cause a fatal blow to the heart of the coveted old people.

Dr. Rafson looked at the clear water in front of the table, like the blood in the blood vessels, laminar and turbulent, he was like a stupid, quietly.

"This is the most perfect masterpiece, full of steampunk... No, it is the precision and mystery of the future high-tech." Olson said with a dance: "Lord Rafson, this year's physics award, if not awarded The last piece of puzzle in classical physics is the end of the world!"

"..." Rafson snorted, and he heard a firm determination from Olson's tone.

This is not a threat, nor a means, but a fanaticism.

He really wants to award the physics award to a doctor, not a joke!

Basic physics research, even awarded to a medical award nominated project, Rafson felt a little confused.

Things change too fast, beyond expectations, like a strange dream.

Is Dr. Mehar and his wife really so crazy? This thought was killed by Dr. Rafson as soon as it appeared.

Not crazy, it is a breakthrough in basic research!

It is reasonable to say that basic research has achieved breakthroughs. The first investment is a physics project that does not cost and does not cost. But this time, how can it appear in the medical industry?

And is the medical industry driving basic research?

The medical industry is an application industry. Can it be done without classical physics?

Great Newton, Einstein, Maxwell, Bohr, Galileo... will they agree?

"Lord Olsen, you are not kidding." Rafson decided to try again. "There is not enough theoretical basis, even within the prescribed time..."

"My dear Dr. Rafson, in the face of the emergence of the last piece of the classic physics puzzle, any reason is boring, not established." Dr. Olson continued to wave his hands, his face rose red, "This is the completion of classic physics." For a moment, I will not allow it to drift away from my eyes."

“Is your vision too optimistic?” Dr. Rafson asked calmly.

"I know that the final completion of classical physics may take another hundred years to explore. But as long as a correct direction is enough, I am determined that after decades, other people will give this kiss to the gods. Scientists awarded the physics award." Olsen said with enthusiasm, did not notice the ugly face of the medical awards judges present.

This kind of thing has never happened in the Nobel Prize review.

To declare a certain award, I finally got another award.

If it is very stubborn, it will be considered.

But many medical awards have seen Olson's fanatical eyes and incoherent expression.

They all know that if they are arguing by Olsen, a physics award is afraid that they have not ran.

It sounds like a fairy tale, but Olsen is standing in front of him. His eyes are full of bloodshot eyes, full of fanaticism. All of this shows his deep desire in the heart, without any disguise.

He is not kidding, absolutely not.

Is this really good? Rafson suddenly looked at Olsen, who was almost crazy.

Only in an instant, there is a way in his heart.

"Dr. Olson, please be quiet." Rafson said slowly, letting the water flow down and falling on the trousers, like the prostate has become hypertrophy to the extent of urinary incontinence.

"Hmm?" Dr. Olsen looked at him.

"We are discussing whether Dr. Zheng's TIPS procedure has a chance to win a medical award. Now I can tell you that his surgery is very good and the procedure is very mature. We will further screen and observe this project, and The physics award doesn't matter." Rafson is almost a word and a word.

"Impossible!" Olsen roared. It is hard to believe that this huge snoring was from an old man in his 60s. "How can you break the medical award for this group of moldy monsters? rule."

"This has nothing to do with you," Rafson said faintly.

"Even if I let His Majesty make the final ruling, I will certainly insist." Dr. Olson roared. "This is a major discovery of the Subversion of Physics Award..."

The next words, Rafson did not listen at all.

He still refused to give the TIPS surgery method nomination, but he did not want to get a recommendation for the medical award, and finally got a heavier weight... or the most important physics prize in the Nobel Prize.

If so, where is this old face?

The group of boring media will definitely swear words and say things like the blackout of the Nobel Prize review.

In the past few years, a certain award was vacant for a year, which led to the world as a whole. This kind of thing, Dr. Rafson does not want to happen to himself.

Already in his eighties, he doesn't want to have black spots in his history.

If that was the case, Rafson determined that the coffin board could not be covered after he died.

"Dr. Olson, I think I have to think about it carefully." Rafson said: "You are too noisy, here is the medical school, or please return to the Royal Academy of Sciences. We all calm down and exchange this one slowly. thing."

Olson still wants to continue to say something, Mrs. Mayhar suddenly waved and said: "Dr., everything will wait until Mehar returns."

"It takes a long time," Dr. Olson said reluctantly.

"Please believe my judgment, the operation is extremely successful, the recovery period is up to one week." Mrs. Mehar smiled, a sun shining through the window, shining on her face, with a holy light.

"Dr. Mehar is a real fighter I also want to hear his judgment on the skill of the surgeon." Dr. Olson muttered.

“I think if you need to complete the relevant model, it will take at least a month.”

"No, ma'am, it's definitely not enough for a month. Half a year may not be able to build a similar model, turbulent..." Olson said it was a bit frustrating.

"Well, everything will be fine, isn't it," Mrs. Mehar said with a smile.

Then she pressed the button of the caller and her assistant knocked in the door.

"Dr. Rafson, there are questions about TIPS surgery, but also please consider carefully. As for the specific results, I will say it after Mehar returns." When Mrs. Mayhar left, she said so.

Looking at Mrs. Mehar’s departure, Dr. Rafson noticed the water stains on his trousers.

"Damn!" Dr. Rafson wiped the water stains with a handkerchief, but still left a trace of incontinence.