Chapter 2507: with translation of chapter title

2419 If the mountain won't come, I'll go to it (Alliance Leader Randy is already nine years old, plus one extra chapter).

Doctor Lafusen flew a long way to Di Du.

In the biomedical industry, Lafusen has no particularly outstanding contributions, but he is the chair of the Nobel Prize in Physiology or Medicine Review Committee, so he cannot be judged by ordinary scholars' standards.

Every year, Doctor Lafusen enjoys the lobbying of numerous research institutes, many world‑top professors, and industry elites.

Gaining respect and finding his historical place makes Doctor Lafusen happy, but this year's Nobel Prize review is not so pleasing to him.

Led by Doctor Mei Ha'er, the clinical medicine community suddenly burst with boundless enthusiasm, preparing to vie for the Nobel Prize that has not been awarded to clinical medicine for half a century.

However, Doctor Lafusen is not worried just because Doctor Mei Ha'er and the group of former clinical workers who agree with him.

In the end, a vote is still needed to decide the ownership of the Nobel Prize.

Since the incident when Doctor Mei Ha'er went to Di Du for Shou Bing, Doctor Lafusen has used various means to lure, divide, and tempt; he firmly believes his vote count holds an absolute advantage, and no matter how that side maneuvers, when the vote comes, Mehari's group will still suffer a crushing defeat.

How about organ transplantation?

How about in vitro fertilization?

Not getting the Nobel Prize is just not getting it; there's nothing to say about that. Organ transplantation ultimately won the prize from a biological perspective, having nothing to do with clinical techniques.

This is tradition; the Nobel Prize is a top award with tradition.

But at a banquet a month ago, Doctor Lafusen met an independent director of Lanke Group.

He knows clearly whom he represents.

Europe's hidden great families, which have endured for hundreds of years, use tangled ways, through countless foundations and countless charitable institutions, to break up their vast fortunes into fragments, lurking beneath the surface.

That is a giant crocodile, a prehistoric giant crocodile.

When Doctor Lafusen just learned the news, he was somewhat surprised. It is said that since the event after WWII, the rules were set half a century ago by them, and even now those who want to break the rules are still them.

Facing the independent director of Lanke Group and the ancient, vast family behind him, Doctor Lafusen dares not resist and has no mind to resist.

If he had received the news a few months earlier, Doctor Lafusen would surely, without hesitation, review all awards with a fair and just attitude.

But the backlash from the previous clinical‑doctor reviewer made him extremely unhappy; even though he knew he could not change it, he still observed the situation for several months.

What makes him angry is that the young doctor from Di Du is simply too arrogant! This is original sin!

Should the proper procedure still be followed? To come pay a visit, politely expressing respect for oneself—is that really too much?

But,

But!

But!!

Besides Professor Rudolf Wagner from Heidelberg University in Germany coming over, the main initiator of the new TIPS technique, Doctor Zheng, shows no sign of coming at all.

This puts Doctor Lafusen in a difficult position.

People who can 'unexpectedly' win the Nobel Prize without prior communication do exist, but they only arise from competition between two or several major categories.

Sometimes two evenly matched major categories contend against each other, ending in mutual loss; the selection committee can only eliminate them both and then pick a lucky survivor.

But this time is different; it is a shattering, an overthrow of the tradition of half a century. Moreover, Doctor Lafusen believes it will affect the future landscape of biology and medicine—this is a major event!

He is simply too arrogant; Doctor Lafusen has been harshly denigrating that arrogant Doctor Zheng every day lately.

Time trickles by, and Doctor Lafusen grows increasingly restless.

At first he still had a sliver of hope, expecting that he had misunderstood the matter. But more and more information shows that the ancient family is serious, including the many foundations in front and Lanke Company, which are also serious.

The world has changed, and Doctor Lafusen sighs.

After repeated contemplation, he finally made a tough decision—since the mountain won't come, I'll go to it.

What finally made Doctor Lafusen decide was that he faintly sensed something off—rumor has it that the patriarch of the Bruhl Family personally went to Di Du a few months ago.

Old Luo Qie sir can go, so why can't I? Doctor Lafusen made an excuse for himself. He received the news relatively late, only vaguely knowing about it in September.

TIPS Surgery requires a huge number of completed cases to meet the rules. Doctor Zheng is busy, but if I go to Di Du to give a lecture, he could 'conveniently' come visit me—wouldn't that work?

Having come this far, after implicitly expressing his apology, Doctor Lafusen considers his actions flawless.

Contacting a biological institute in Di Du to hold a grand Speech at Capital Medical University—these are procedural matters. Doctor Lafusen spares no effort, deciding not to give the other side a chance to pretend deaf and dumb.

If I go to their doorstep and still don't see anyone, then I'd have no excuse.

However,

What Doctor Lafusen waited for was still disappointment.

I have already run to the stream at the mountain's base, yet that great mountain remains unmoved, still silent, with not the slightest intention to come visit me.

As the time to leave Di Du on the schedule draws nearer, Doctor Lafusen is like an ant on a hot pan, feeling anxious every day.

On the final day, facing the enthusiastic president of Capital Medical University and the researchers of the biological institute, Doctor Lafusen's heart is filled with gloom.

After a painful psychological struggle, Doctor Lafusen finally raised the white flag, indicating surrender.

I have already come to Di Du, even walked to the mountain's foot—what is there left to be reserved about?

Suppressing his inner anxiety, after a friendly conversation, Doctor Lafusen explained his idea.

The vice president of Capital Medical University, President Zhang, was stunned—before him stood this world‑top scholar who wants to visit Zheng Lao Ban?

Doctor Zheng, that should be Zheng Lao Ban, right? But shouldn't Zheng Lao Ban be the one coming to the symposium? How could Doctor Lafusen go over there!

This does not match President Zhang's understanding of the world; although he knows that the young Zheng Lao Ban from 912 has recently been in the spotlight, no matter from which perspective of understanding or analysis, it should not be Doctor Lafusen who personally goes door‑to‑door.

President Zhang immediately contacted Vice President Yuan of 912, but the reply was still that Zheng Lao Ban is busy and has no time.

Although surprised, when President Zhang said those words, seeing Doctor Lafusen's splendid expression, he inexplicably felt a bit happy.