The Surgeon's Studio

Forget it, if I can't win the Nobel Prize this year, then forget it! Su Yun had already prepared for the worst. The probability of winning an award after being recommended in the first year was very low, only 2.35%.

"The probability is ridiculously low. If this year doesn't work, then next year. If next year doesn't work, then the year after." Su Yun consoled herself.

He blew a breath, and the black hair on his forehead fluttered. Although he was prepared for the worst, he still felt very nervous.

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Tang Xiu and sun ze Li's interview team had been in a state of readiness.

Sun zeli had learned through certain channels early in the morning that today was the day the Nobel Prize judging committee would call to inform the winners.

They were a little excited. However, the Nobel Prize committee was in a state of confidentiality, and the winner would only be revealed at the last moment.

In short, he still had to go to the hospital and wait there. Whether he won the award or not, he had to wait in the hospital until the truth was out.

He sprinted while carrying a rifle, squatted in hospital 912 under the gaze of the patients who came and went, and did not dare to be careless for even a moment. It was just that today was a sensitive day, and there were many people in the same industry, so they did not follow the medical team to do the recording.

There were quite a lot of people in the same industry today. Tang Xiu looked at her Chinese and foreign peers coming and going, who had also received the news. Everyone had the same thought in their hearts, waiting for the possible big news.

As the director of the Science and Education Department, Lin Ge and director li of the publicity department were also busy the whole day.

Lin Ge guarded boss Zheng's side and tried his best not to let the reporters interview boss Zheng. Director li of the publicity department had prepared a big conference room and a few hundred big red packets. This was the most basic etiquette.

Facing the uncrowned king, 912's response was still very polite, friendly, and very organized.

Lin Ge kept persuading the reporters to wait in the big conference room. The smile on his face had been maintained for the whole day, and now it was a little stiff.

However, he was still trying. He knew boss Zheng's temper. She was usually unwilling to go out for a meal, as it was annoying when there were too many people. With so many unfamiliar reporters blocking the door, Lin Ge was afraid that boss Zheng would go berserk.

If something really happened, it would be more difficult than the sky to appease so many news media.

When the time came, he definitely wouldn't be able to do it himself. Director Yan would have to run around in front of him to be able to suppress it.

Rather than that, it was better to just keep working and nothing would happen.

Most of the reporters were persuaded to go to the conference room, but the two female reporters in front of him were really hard to persuade.

One of them was boss Zheng's fellow townsman, who had done a special topic about boss Zheng early in the morning. The other was a reporter from the country's largest TV station. He had even recorded boss Zheng's figure during the earthquake relief.

Lin Ge was well aware of boss Zheng's attitude toward his comrades. The small machinery and equipment dealer had now become the top salesperson, and the one from the border town had also been transferred to the capital and had a career establishment.

Lin Ge didn't dare to offend such a person, who had a close relationship with boss Zheng.

Lin GE's Silver tongue was about to shatter. To be fair and reason, the others have already gone, and you're still guarding here with your guns and cannons. It's not good.

Tang Xiu and sun ze li stayed behind, while the other interviewers waited in the large conference room. This was the result of the final compromise.

The media were all smart and had already thought of everything Lin Ge could think of. There were many people at the entrance of the Department of interventional services today. They were dressed in plain clothes and walking around. They would occasionally answer a phone call or whisper something into a Bluetooth Earphone.

Lin Ge didn't have a choice. This was how hospitals were like. They couldn't just clear the place. As long as he didn't go to the doctor's office, he could just turn a blind eye.

Time passed, and it was almost time to get off work.

Normally, the time of the call should be around 5 pm in the imperial capital. Therefore, she was even more nervous at this time.

Sun ze li and Tang Xiu were ready to go home with boss Zheng if the results were not out by the time they got off work.

Today, even if he had to use up all the honor points he had accumulated, he had to enter the family.

They had a good plan, and they did their work well. Recently, the two of them had become very close to Xie Yiren. Even if boss Zheng was unhappy, he could still wait for news at home.

Tang Xiu was chatting with Xie Yiren, and she didn't dare to be careless.

"Chief editor Tang, you're here too." A strange voice was heard.

Although she didn't see who it was, Tang Xiu knew it was Wei Feng from his voice. Ever since the incident in Haicheng last year, he had been having a hard time. He had resigned and left Haicheng a few months ago, and no one knew where he had gone.

He didn't expect to meet her here today.

Behind Wei Feng was a highly capable team and a few foreigners. Their late arrival didn't mean that they weren't professional, but that they had a better way of getting information. He just had to come on time. There was no need to wait here so early in the morning.

The person in the middle, Tang Xiu, looked familiar, but she couldn't recall who he was. The man was very arrogant. He looked forward with an impatient expression.

Tang Xiu held her phone and chatted with Xie Yiren. While keeping the communication going, she carefully observed this group of people.

Wei Feng was slightly thinner than before. He looked tired but also excited. But seeing the mocking smile on his face, Tang Xiu was slightly angry.

However, she didn't show it. Instead, she smiled and said,""Wei Feng, where are you currently working?"

"The Financial Times." After Wei Feng said this name, a sense of pride welled up in his heart. The Financial Times was one of the top five major newspapers in the world. Even though it was a little depressed due to the impact of the Internet, it was still much better than other newspapers and magazines.

As for local tabloids like Haicheng Metropolitan daily, they couldn't be compared to major international newspapers.

"Congratulations," Tang Xiu said without any emotion.

"This time, our editor-in-chief, William, personally came to interview Dr. Zheng. I don't think it's necessary. Zheng Ren won't win the Nobel Prize." Wei Feng laughed coldly.

Tang Xiu glared at Wei Feng, but she held it in and did not cause a conflict.

"Chief editor Tang, are you here to interview Dr. Zheng Ren?" Wei Feng pretended not to notice Tang Xiu's gaze. He smiled and said,"what a coincidence, our old colleagues meet again." However, looking at you, I'm afraid you're going to be disappointed. "

"I thought you didn't want to come? Why are you here?" Tang Xiu said coldly.

"That's true, but even though I know he's just putting on a show, I really want to see what he'll say when the truth comes out. " Wei Feng laughed,"I think they'll definitely say something like "it's a pity that I didn't get a Nobel Prize this year, but I'll work harder next year" or something like that. "