MTL - Live Surgical Broadcast

"Changyue they go from this side." Su Yun and Zheng Ren said.

"It's the lobby above."

"Well, we're going to the back office."

Walking on the red carpet, Zheng Ren had a very subtle feeling, not so sacred and excited, but more want to return to 912. Walking in the corridors of the operating room seemed to make me feel more at ease.

"Inside is the famous Blue Hall, the traditional Nobel Prize awarding hall, and the ceremony and banquet are all held here. During the banquet, you have to speak. Do you want to say something?"

Zheng Ren shook his head and looked inward, but did not see the blue, and asked, "Why is it called the Blue Hall?"

"The design was affixed with a sea-colored mosaic during the construction. It felt good when the rough was accepted. There was no need to change it. The name of the blue hall has been called down. I heard the guide from the past few years. Just listen. "Su Yun laughed.

Zheng Ren carefully observed that the lintel in the Blue Hall was extremely finely carved. The organ speakers on the upper part of the door had hundreds of sound tubes, each of which could be clearly seen.

Shaking hands and greeting each other with the other Nobel Laureates, Zheng Ren watched that his energy had been gone for more than half, and could not help but sighed.

"Boss, accept the award on the stage, what about your dinner manuscript?" Su Yun asked.

"Fall in the hotel." Zheng Ren said expressionlessly.

"Don't you repeat Mr. Mo Yan's set again, I see."

"Normally, it is the most economical to say it again." Zheng Ren said, "If it is possible, I will do it."

"Don't talk nonsense, get ready."

"Don't worry, it officially started at 4:30." Zheng Renbai was bored and hid in a corner. Seeing Professor Rudolf Wagner talking around like a social flower, I find it all boring.

"Look, the island nation is wearing a kimono, should the boss wear a Han suit?" Su Yun whispered as he watched an island country Nobel Prize winner.

"The tuxedo and bow tie are good, the form is not important." Zheng Ren said.

"Che, who was yesterday and didn't sleep all night just to step on a few words on the snow! Now the form is not important? Really sweet!" Su Yun despised.

"Okay, how can the Nobel Prize be compared with the Iraqi people?" Zheng Ren said frankly.

"Love beautiful people do not love rivers and mountains, praise!" Su Yunzhang's smile overflowed.

Zheng Ren apparently disagreed with these words, he shook his head.

"If you don't want to talk, don't say anything, it's nothing. Presumably it is Rafson's goods talking on the stage, and then the king will give you a prize, a certificate of merit, a box containing a medal, you can come back with two words. A few words, it's really Jinyi's night walk. "

"Think about how to perform surgery on the small stones under ecmo, and do a good operation, which is much stronger than the fake scenery here." Zheng Ren said with a smile.

Su Yun shrugged. For his single-threaded monster like his own boss, he had a lot more things to touch and ponder. Do these two things matter? Su Yun's answer is definitely negative.

At 16:30, the Swedish national anthem sounded from the band. Zheng Renning stood up. Unlike the Olympics, it seemed a little regrettable that he could not hear the march of the volunteers.

A few minutes later, a ceremonial girl in a weird hat led the crowd. Zheng Ren sorted out the tuxedo, followed the physics and chemistry prize winners, and stepped on Mozart's round dance to the highlight moments in others' eyes.

The second floor is the ballroom, which is the famous Golden Hall, 25 meters deep. Zheng Ren walked in and saw that the color of the tyrant gold was really amazing, and the eyes were glittering. If you look closely, those golden lights are emitted from a piece of golden mosaic with a size of about ten centimeters.

"Go away." Su Yun pushed Zheng Ren behind.

"Uh ... oh."

"These mosaics are made by burning two pieces of white glass with a piece of gold foil between them. The entire hall used 18 million pieces. It is not a serious gold brick. Yesterday I let you see if you don't see it, and now you are stunned." Su Yun whispered, "Don't be ashamed, hurry and sit."

The applause roared from the audience. Zheng Ren saw Yiren. She held Lin Wan'er's arm and waved it. At this time, Zheng Ren finally smiled.

"The mosaic picture on the podium is the most famous. The woman with the big eyes holding a crown and a scepter in the middle is the protector goddess Melaron of Stockholm.

It is said that her throne floated on Lake Meralun in front of the door. A group of people came to her on the left and right. Western people on the right and Orientals on the left meant that people all over the world yearned for Stockholm. "Su Yun whispered.

Sitting in a chair, listening to the speech of the chairman of the jury, and then the speech of the chairman of the physics judging committee, the winner of the physics award this year came to the stage and took a black book and a box from the king.

The two shook hands and talked kindly before the winner of the physics prize left.

It turned out that he really didn't need to speak on the stage. It was estimated that the speech was given at a later dinner. Zheng Ren was relieved.

Music is interspersed in each section, along with arias, Zheng Ren is lethargic. Without that artistic cell, I really can't appreciate this beauty.

With Dr. Rafson on stage, Zheng Ren got up his wits. Dr. Rafson's system panel has turned reddish, and the early treatment of tumors is still good. His voice does not feel tightness and shortness of breath.

With a smile, he began to talk about the significance of TIPS surgery with great grace. The number of patients with hepatitis B and the number of patients with advanced liver cirrhosis around the world, how much the modified surgery has changed, and how many lives can be saved.

At the lecture of Dr. Rafson, Zheng Ren had a very ridiculous feeling. At that time, he was constantly obstructing, even with the help of Dr. Mehar, if he happened to meet the old Roche ~ www. ~ I am afraid there is no hope for this year's Nobel Prize.

At this time, Dr. Rafson stood on the stage and talked about the significance of TIPS surgery.

There was a smile on the corner of Zheng Ren's mouth, not a smirk, not a sneer, a plain smile, as if looking at the frozen Lake Meralun in front of the city hall.

A few minutes later, Dr. Rafson finished his speech. Zheng Ren stood up, walked under the shadow of N-shape, and saw His Majesty the King coming with a black book and box in his hand.

"Zheng, your work is very meaningful."

The two shook hands, Zheng Ren heard His Majesty speak with a smile.

significance?

For a moment, Zheng Ren thought a lot. Every scene flashed, Zheng Ren smiled, gently moved the hand of His Majesty, and then released, "Meaning?"

This sentence was spoken in Chinese, and then Zheng Ren saw His Majesty the King.

"Nothing," Zheng Ren said for sure.