Chapter 1025: The life-threatening IMU conference

This International Conference of Mathematicians is definitely the most abundant budget ever organized by the International Federation of Mathematicians. This is the most luxurious one.
But at the same time, it was also the most troublesome.
Who would have thought that such a thing would happen suddenly at the scene of the 45-minute report.
And this Miss Willa Puyoui is still the winner of this year's Fields Prize ...
Professor Heilch Holden, secretary-general of the International Federation of Mathematicians, has been so overwhelmed that he has to deal with journalists who come to eat blood-steamed buns and have a bitter stench in his mouth.
"I didn't expect this to happen suddenly ... it, why was she?"
At this time, the office door was opened, Professor Fefferman, wearing a coat, came in from the outside.
Looking up at the door, Professor Holden asked immediately.
"What happened to Miss Willa Puyou?"
Professor Fefferman shook his head seriously and said, "It is said that I woke up a few times, but the situation is not very good. The Russian Ministry of Health has invited several academician-level experts from Moscow First State Hospital, but the cancer This kind of thing ... especially liver cancer and lung cancer, a confirmed diagnosis basically means a critical illness notification. At the moment, the Russian side means that she intends to arrange a transfer to Ms. Willa Puyi. "
"Transfer? Where are you going?"
"It is said to be on Beijing."
"Hua Guo?" Professor Holden said a moment, suddenly anxious. "Is Hua Guo a famous hospital in the field of anti-cancer treatment technology? I mean, is this arrangement really okay?"
"There is no hospital in the world that can cure advanced lung cancer by medical means, my friend," Professor Fefferman sighed, and said softly, "even in the United States, where the best anti-cancer technology is done, it is impossible to do it. Here. From this point of view, she is treated the same everywhere. Instead, let her feel better in the last time ... "
If it is early detection and surgery to remove cancer cells in time, it is okay, but according to his recent investigation and understanding, when she first consulted a year ago, when the disease was first discovered, it was already late.
This is the same as most patients who suffer from such misery.
Rather, in the last year, she did not give up on herself, but still completed her work step by step, and fulfilled each day to the full, leaving Fefferman surprised.
Accepting reality is not an easy task, and it is not uncommon to even choose to commit suicide after receiving the diagnosis and take the initiative to free yourself from the fear of countdown to life.
He asked himself, if he was young, he couldn't do it.
If he knew that he had only 12 months left in his young life, he might not choose to commit suicide, but it would never be so optimistic.
Even if mathematics is more interesting, even if he is keen on this career, he will try to live a life that he has never had before, and if he is not good, he will try something that is not very legal ...
But she didn't do it.
Not only that, she didn't even let the people around her feel that she was different from yesterday and completed such an amazing job.
He thought that her cowardly and shy little girl was not good at facing her heart. In addition to mathematics, it was often easy to get confused.
But now it seems that even if he lives to his current age, his vision is not necessarily 100% accurate, and she is stronger than he imagined.
And gentle ...
Unaware of Vera's situation, Professor Holden said with a frown.
"What do you mean?"
Although Professor Fefferman saw it a little, he naturally would not tell him, but just shrugged his shoulders.
"It's nothing. I just think the scenery is good there. She should be in a better mood when she goes. No matter what, we won't be able to send her back to Ukraine and let her middle-aged divorced and drunken father watch over her That is tantamount to murder. "
Thinking of her unfortunate family, Professor Holden was silent for a moment and sighed softly.
"If you say so ... you can only do that."
At this time, his assistant walked in from outside the office.
"Professor, this conference is over in two days. The Klincia Hotel asked us how we intend to handle the scene of the lecture hall 7."
Professor Holden said for a moment, "... Leave them to deal with."
In fact, this situation is not a criminal case, there is no need to close the scene.
The reason for doing this is simply because we don't want this lecture hall to affect the mood of the international conference of mathematicians, or to reduce this negative effect as much as possible.
Now that the report is about to end, I will leave it to the hotel.
The assistant nodded and said, "Good professor, yes, is the key to the lecture hall here?"
"Keys?" Professor Holden frowned slightly, and continued to frown. "I never put more than three keys in my pocket. If I remember correctly, the key to Lecture Hall 7 should be with you."
The assistant seemed to realize something, and continued a little slyly.
"But five days ago, Professor Lu found me and asked me to take him to Lecture Hall 7. After I took him, he borrowed the key from me and said that he would contact you in a moment and return the key directly Here you are. "
"Professor Lu took the key from you? I don't remember him contacting me ~ EbookFREE.me ~ Professor Holden frowned, pushed the chair up and stood up," You wait, I'll go Take a look at the lecture hall. "
Although it was not a serious problem even if he borrowed it, he did take a look.
When Professor Holden strode toward the office door, Professor Fefferman also left the table leaning back and quickly followed.
"I will go with you."
Hurrying through the corridor, hurriedly dealing with everyone who greeted himself along the way, took Professor Fefferman to Professor Hallton, who was at the entrance of Lecture Hall 7, reached out and knocked, and found that the door was unlocked.
After hesitating for a moment, he reached out and pushed open the door.
With a squeak, a dull air rushed towards the face.
Obviously, the people sitting inside did not know how long they had been here.
Staring blankly at Lu Zhou, who was sitting at the lecture table, but soon, Professor Holden was lined up with eight white boards in front of him, losing all his eyes.
Not only Professor Holden, but Professor Fefferman standing behind him.
Staring at the whiteboard in disbelief, his gaze glanced over the line of calculations and the conclusion on the last whiteboard, he swallowed, and trembled.
"You ... proved?"
"Well, although it's not the" easy "way in Sir Atiyah's mouth, and I'm not sure how many people can understand me, but ... it's resolved, I can be sure . "
Reaching out and touching the bridge of the nose, Lu Zhou sitting on the podium thought for a while, looking at Professor Holden, who had turned into a sculpture, and Professor Fefferman, whose shoulders were shaking behind him, said. .
"If it's convenient, can you bring me a sandwich?"
"I'm a bit hungry, so come two at best."