Vol 3 Chapter 2471: Dad, I won the Nobel Prize

For entertainment, Zheng Ren is not as alert and disgusted as before. But after all, people have a headache, and it hurts a lot.
Barely coping, Zheng Ren saw his energy bottom when he left the hospital.
It's really harder than shopping with Yiren, and the energy value goes down too fast. Zheng Ren himself is really not good at this kind of thing.
Dragging his exhausted body home, saw Liu Xuzhi downstairs, he did not know how long to wait. After the meeting, Liu Xuzhi only knew hey smirked, and said two congratulations, and never knew what to say again.
Zheng Ren liked this temper.
"Old Liu, sit upstairs, let's have a sip together." Su Yun said in a spirited way, holding Liu Xuzhi's shoulders.
Liu Xuzhi was a little embarrassed, but after all, he also wanted to get closer to Boss Zheng and Brother Yun. He nodded and followed upstairs.
After returning home, the whole person was paralyzed on the sofa, and then I felt exhausted, more tired than performing a 24-hour operation.
After glancing at the energy bar, there was only a little bit left. If he didn't rush to recover, Zheng Ren was afraid that he would faint.
He took out his mobile phone and glanced at it, with countless missed calls on it. Today is really right to mute the phone, Zheng Ren thought to himself.
Paralyzed on the sofa, Zheng Ren began to flip the message of the missed call, and suddenly a name appeared in the field of vision.
Uncle Ning, let Zheng Ren love and hate that person.
Yeah, I did n’t report to Lao Zhangren after winning the Nobel Prize. How can this work? Zheng Ren immediately conducted a self-examination in the deepest heart.
There is no friend in this way, even if there is no friend, if there is no girlfriend ... Zheng Ren shook his head. I ca n’t think about things like Yiren.
He picked up his mobile phone, and his whole body was just like falling apart. He stood up weakly, greeted Liu Xuzhi, who sat cramped on the sofa, and walked towards the terrace.
Just now the temporary press conference was organized by Director Li in the 912 propaganda. It was basically Su Yunding in the front. Zheng Ren did nothing. But that's it, the energy value has bottomed out.
Zheng Ren moved slightly, feeling very tired.
Distressed, if you wait until the Nobel Prize is awarded, will you faint directly on the podium? Or let Su Yun go.
Zheng Ren was thinking wildly as he walked onto the terrace.
Autumn night, it was a little bit cold, but Zheng Ren was so strong that he couldn't feel it. He held his cell phone and called Uncle Ning's phone to call back.
After a few beeps, the call was answered.
"Dad, I won the Nobel Prize." Zheng Ren said subconsciously.
After speaking, Zheng Ren froze. Is this oolong yourself? I always want to call Uncle Ning after marriage, but I ca n’t just call it Dad at this time.
Ruined.
There was silence on the other side of the phone. Uncle Ning was startled by this title.
The air was filled with an awkward and inexplicable smell, and even the cool and relaxed autumn breeze had become much more bleak.
Zheng Ren faintly saw a yellow leaf fall.
Impossible, there are no leaves on the top floor, Zheng Ren quickly shook his head, struggling to overcome psychological obstacles, and said softly, "Ning Shu."
"Has the Nobel Prize?" Uncle Ning's voice was a little dumb on the phone side, and Zheng Ren was a little flustered on the phone side.
"Uh-huh." Zheng Ren nodded to the air very politely and very humblely, just like the future old man, and now Uncle Ning is standing opposite him.
As for what Ning Ning said on the phone, Zheng Ren didn't remember it at all. He was like sleepwalking, but nodded all the way.
It wasn't until the call was hung up that Zheng Ren shuddered. It's really ... cool to talk with Uncle Ning.
Zheng Ren tightened his clothes and walked back to the room.
"Boss, drink something today!" Su Yun said with a look of pride.
Zheng Rengang wanted to refuse, and saw that Su Yun had begun searching for wine in the house.
"Even if you drink ..."
"What is the joy of life to be happy? What is Huer about to exchange wine? Uh ... the last sentence does not count." Su Yun happy said.
Xie Yiren held Zheng Ren's hand, a little star light flickered in his eyes. "Starting today, you should be the best surgeon."
Zheng Ren thought, can the best surgeon get the approval of Uncle Ning? Forget it, think about this later.
The Iraqi people are right. No doctor has received the Nobel Prize for decades. But it's not the kind of organ transplantation. If you say so, you still feel a little bit sad.
"maybe."
"Just!"
"Well, Yiren is right, I am the best surgeon." Zheng Ren said meekly like a lamb.
"Boss, won the Nobel Prize, can you be tough?" Su Yun came over with a bottle of Maotai.
"I can't drink this," Zheng Ren said distressedly. "The taste of the wine is too red, and I feel dizzy when I smell it."
"Know, this is ours." Su Yun laughed. "I'll take a shot today, and give you two weak chicken cocktails."
"cocktail?"
"I don't drink Bloody Mary." The Shay said immediately.
Liu Xuzhi had only heard of Bloody Mary, but didn't know why the Shay people reacted so much and directly refused.
"Hey, Yiren, what's wrong with Bloody Mary?"
"It's too ... tasteful, it's really unmovable," said Xie Yiren, who was beside Zheng Ren, like a well-behaved kitten.
"As a bartender, shouldn't you prepare cocktails as requested by the guests?" Zheng Ren immediately accused Su Yun of his mistake after listening to Xie Yiren's words.
"Okay, then I'll go out." Su Yun is happy today, unwilling to talk to others, so that the boss can have a drink and have a happy celebration in order to be worthy of the Nobel Prize.
Seeing Su Yun pulling Chang Yue to buy wine or something, Zheng Ren remembered that the phone was muted. Secretly, as if afraid that Uncle Ning's phone would come in the next moment.
You should report it to Director Pan. I don't know about it. Director Pan didn't sleep. Zheng Rengang was hesitant and saw a call coming in. It was Director Lao Pan's call.
He has been busy and hasn't reported to the director yet, Zheng Ren slightly a little awkward.
But to put it bluntly, it doesn't matter. The relationship is a little more distant, so it's definitely not possible to report. But the relationship with Director Lao Pan was both a master and a disciple, and it was fine later.
"Director! I got the Nobel Prize!"
There was a hearty laugh on the phone, and Director Lao Pan seemed to be very relieved.
"Just finished busy, I did another second flap change today, came down to deal with reporters, exhausted. The phone was muted, and I just got home."
"Yeah, talking to reporters is more tiring than surgery!"
When Zheng Ren and Lao Pan were talking, they obviously had a lot of words, simple and easy, but they were not in their minds. They thought where they were.
However, most of them were Director Lao Pan asking various questions and details, Zheng Ren answered. Zheng Ren heard the constant sound of phone calls coming in his mobile phone, and he spoke for ten minutes, and then the old director Pan let go of the phone.
Then a phone call came in.
"Lao Mu, your call is timely enough, I just arrived home."
"Well, didn't we say that it was opened in May and May. It should be expected to get it."
One phone call followed by another phone call, which lasted for half an hour. Su Yun was also holding something. He held the mobile phone in one hand and kept talking and laughing.
Back home, he was under Chang Yue's crotch, holding a cigarette in his mouth, and began to make cocktails.
Tonight, if the phone is not turned off or silent, I am afraid that it will not be able to sleep.
Su Yun hung up the phone, holding two glasses of cocktails and came to the coffee table with a smile, and said, "Boss, keep your hands silent, even if there is an emergency operation today."
When talking about emergency surgery, Zheng Ren's face was slightly serious.
"912, you will not turn without leaving." Su Yun said scornfully, "Drink, drink!"
"Wait a minute, you haven't spoken to the rich and rich children," Zheng Ren said.
"I heard Tang Xiu said that rich children bought drunk late last night." Su Yun laughed. "You talk about the psychological quality of this product, but you haven't got much trouble before you start drunk late at night."
Zheng Ren smiled and wanted to take out his mobile phone and the video of Professor Rudolf Wagner, but the calls still came in one after another, and there was no time for free.
"Chang Yue, use your phone." Su Yundao, "My boss's phone and I exploded."
This is the same reason, Zheng Ren simply turned his hands on the organ, and finally glanced at the screen. It was Zhu Liangchen who called in.
Chang Yue began sending video invitations to the professor ~ EbookFREE.me ~ It was almost a second. Professor Rudolf Wagner's pain was mixed with infinite surprises, and finally turned into a confusion and appeared in front of Zheng Ren.
"Boss! What the did you win the Nobel Prize? I wasn't dreaming," Professor Rudolph Wagner asked eagerly.
"Fu Guier, you are indeed dreaming now. Last night when you bought drunk late at night, the microthromb shedding after drinking caused embolism of the middle cerebral artery ..."
"Don't talk nonsense." Zheng Ren laughed. The microthrombus could not plug the blood vessels of the middle cerebral artery. If it was plugged, at least ... forget it, what did you think?
"Fu Guier, why do you drink too much? Today I had an emergency operation. In the hybrid operating room, I didn't receive the phone. I said you didn't answer the phone, what happened?" Zheng Ren asked.
Professor Rudolph Wagner immediately became serious, and he said guiltily, "Boss, my whole wave was wrong."
"Fu Guier, you are also the Nobel Prize winner, can you be tough?" Su Yun laughed.
"I couldn't find Dr. Mehar recently, and said that all the other awards have been judged. Only our awards have no news. I think they are hiding from me, so ..." Then, Professor Rudolph Wagner was embarrassed. Scratched his head.
"Now the memories should not be." Zheng Rendao, "Who knows, no matter what, the official website has been published, there is nothing wrong."
"Boss, your old nose is awesome!" After Zheng Ren's affirmation, Professor Rudolf Wagner became excited.
His hand holding the phone was shaking, and Zheng Ren looked dizzy for a while, like riding a roller coaster.