Professor Swen took Wang Yang and Li Xiang to a famous local Western restaurant. The Western food here is definitely one of the most authentic Western restaurants in Germany and has a long history.

Just like the tour guide, Professor Swen also wanted to introduce the best side of his hometown to Wang Yang, but Wang Yang only craves food now. Wang Yang didn't listen to a single word about the culture introduced by Professor Swen.

Wang Yang and Li Xiang both drank the meals of the three, which was completely incomparable to the elegance of a German gentleman.

If you are hungry, who cares about demeanor? That is irresponsible to your own stomach.

"You are so rude, you are so rude."

"Oh, that's not what I eat."

Professor Siwen's anxious shout attracted the attention of the diners around him. Finally, the waiter had to come and remind Professor Siwen, and then looked at Wang Yang and Li Xiang in surprise. The way these two people eat Western food is really unique! However, as a restaurant, serving guests is important, and the guests are God. In this regard, foreign things are better than domestic.

After dinner, Wang Yang and others went directly to the ward where Dr. Hatcher was located.

Wang Yang saw Dr. Hatcher wearing reading glasses and watching something in his hand.

Professor Swen politely knocked on the transparent glass door, and Dr. Hatcher looked up and waved to Professor Swen with a smile.

The three of them walked in and Wang Yang saw that Dr. Hatcher's external membrane lung had been removed, and only the electrocardiogram monitoring was still detecting his vital signs.

The electrocardiogram shows sinus rhythm. This rhythm is already trying to do exercises, such as getting out of bed for a walk.

Dr. Hatcher started to speak as soon as Wang Yang and the other two came in, but Wang Yang couldn't understand it. Only Professor Li Xiang and Professor Swen could understand it, and then translate it for Wang Yang.

"Child, I saw the silhouette of the surgery you performed on me. The surgery was done very well. Brenlich told me that you had a pair of God's hands, but I didn't believe it, but I believe it now."

The doctor smiled.

Wang Yang smiled and nodded, but I really didn't know how to respond.

"I was just looking at your research paper on TIPS surgery improvement. I have a very good idea. I want to remind you that the Nobel Prize's judgment on new surgical procedures has reached the level of one in a million."

The doctor looked at Wang Yang and reminded, "I think your attitude is very plain. Aren't you afraid of not being able to win the Nobel Prize?"

"There is nothing to be afraid of. I was not very interested in the Nobel Prize. I already thought it was very good to be nominated for the new TIPS surgery procedure."

Wang Yang said with a smile.

Professor Siwen became anxious when he heard this. He is one of the Nobel Prize judges. What is the difference between you and saying you don’t want the Nobel Prize in front of others?

This is a chance! Li Xiang snatched the translator and said, "Doctor, I think you should know that the current Nobel Prize is actually to maintain its authority. Since the last two years ago, you have begun to violate Mr. Nobel's last wish."

"This new surgery created by Wang Yang fundamentally solves the risk level of TIPS surgery, and can give more subordinate doctors the opportunity to operate, and there is no need to worry about complications. You should know that there are still many interventional doctors who dare not do it in the current TIPS surgery."

"Every year, there are hundreds of thousands of patients who die because doctors dare not take the risk of surgery. However, if this new TISP surgical diagnosis and treatment method can be promoted and recognized, more and more doctors will learn and more and more patients will be treated."

Li Xiang paused when he said this and found that the doctor's mouth was smiling, so he felt relieved.

Dr. Hatcher said: "Child, your words are a bit too extreme. The new procedure requires a lot of clinical cases to be confirmed before it can be promoted and recognized."

"Dr., how many cases do you think can be recognized?"

Li Xiang asked.

"At least 2,000 cases, and the success rate of the surgery must reach more than 90%.

Dr. Hatchel.

You should know that this number is an astronomical number. It is amazing to be able to complete this number in ten years. If you want to complete it before this year's Nobel Prize, it means that Wang Yang has only less than a few months, which is simply a fantasy.

Moreover, although the Nobel Prize is awarded on December 10, you can basically know the winners around National Day, and October is not the deadline. It is not a deadline for 2,000 surgeries, and it is even a little earlier, even until August.

Li Xiang frowned. Professor Swen had known it for a long time, so he just wanted to nominate for the first year, and to win the award if the number of surgical cases in the second or third year is enough.

It's not Dr. Hatchel who is trying to make things difficult for them.

The success rate is not difficult for Wang Yang, but there are really a lot of 2,000 surgeries. Wang Yang has had 100 surgeries for more than a month. After all, Wang Yang cannot only undergo TIPS surgery every day, and he has other surgeries to do.

When they think about the Nobel Prize, Professor Swen and Li Xiang might have to be too hasty. If they win the prize casually, it would be really bad.

"Dr. Hachil, I think you can do prostate interventional embolization at any time."

Wang Yang looked at the system light board.

Professor Swen said Wang Yang's words to Dr. Hatcher.

Dr. Hatcher stared at Wang Yang and asked, "What is the success rate of your prostate interventional embolization?"

"It's OK, it's better than the professor."

Wang Yang said, "I can't stay in Germany for too long. I will set a time in the last few days. If I don't want to do it, I can book a ticket and go back to China directly."

After all, Wang Yang had pulled Dr. Hatcher back from the death vein. Wang Yang felt that his work had been done. As for prostate embolization, Wang Yang felt that it was OK to do it or not. He just raised his mouth. If he didn't do it, it would be fine to survive with a urethra catheter.

Dr. Hatchel was stunned for a moment and said, "I need to think about it."

Professor Siwen translated this sentence to Wang Yang, and Wang Yang immediately bowed and said, "Then we won't bother you, doctor, to rest, let's leave first."

Wang Yang left after saying that, Li Xiang followed Wang Yang. Professor Swen was stunned. He was not right to leave, nor was he not left.

Dr. Hatcher looked at Wang Yang's back and smiled, "Brenlich, sit down, you kid is quite interesting."

Professor Siwen glanced at Wang Yang's back as he left, and sat down quietly.

"Actually, there is another thing I didn't say, that is, the child's surgery level just now is definitely the world's top, but his temper is a bit weird, but all geniuses are weird."

Dr. Hatchel was a little talkative, "I kind of believe what you said, that is the surgery you can't do, he can do it."

"Wang is a very magical person. The first time I saw him, his level was not that high, but as I got to know him deeper, I felt like a treasure and could not be dug at all. Whenever I felt the end, he would take out a new thing to attract me again. If it weren't for the Nobel Prize, I might have stayed in China."
Chapter completed!