Chapter 2561: 2468 Nobel Prize Winner Zheng Ren (Part 1)

A simple short message interrupted the normal program order, and those watching the program in front of the TV were stunned.

Nobel Prize?

Doctor 912?

The broadcast reached thousands of households.

And that final image let many viewers find their old memories; a strange doctor instantly became kind and familiar.

"Old Liu, is that person on TV Zheng Lao Ban?" Liu Xu zhi's lover looked at the TV and suddenly asked.

"Impossible, Zheng Lao Ban never accepts interviews." Liu Xu zhi said casually while practicing surgery in a room.

"No no, Old Liu, hurry up and look!" Liu Xu zhi's lover shouted loudly: "I see Yun Ge'er!"

Liu Xu zhi stared for a moment, pulled the guidewire out of his hand, carefully placed it aside, and took off the Gloves he had worn who knows how many times.

Performing Surgical Training without Gloves yields much worse results. Feeling the guidewire barehanded, it's said that Zheng Lao Ban gained that sense this way. Zheng Lao Ban can do it, but Liu Xu zhi cannot.

Hurry up, hurry up!

"Here, don't shout." Liu Xu zhi walked out of the study converted into a room and came to the front of the TV.

"It really is Zheng Lao Ban; even wearing a Surgical gown, he's unrecognizable."

Liu Xu zhi stared at the final frame on the TV, he was stunned.

"Zheng Lao Ban won the Nobel Prize!" Liu Xu zhi said softly.

"You don't know?" his lover gave him a sideways glance, "Such a big thing and you actually don't know?"

……

Liu Xu zhi's face was covered in sweat.

"I asked a few days ago, Yun Ge'er said it was the 15th."

He explained softly, and Liu Xu zhi quickly stood up.

"What are you going to do?"

"Go congratulate Zheng Lao Ban." Liu Xu zhi said, "At this point, Zheng Lao Ban's phone must be blowing up. Better to go directly; if not, I'll just wait outside his home, squatting until they return. Go to sleep first, don't wait for me. I don't even know what time I'll be back tonight."

"I'll take a look." Liu Xu zhi's lover also immediately stood up, opening the fridge to rummage.

"What are you looking for?"

"You can't go empty-handed; a few days ago, Second Lai Zi from my hometown brought a leg of lamb..."

Liu Xu zhi laughed helplessly, quickly saying: "In the city we don't do that; don't bother. Besides, Zheng Lao Ban won a world‑top award—what's bringing a leg of lamb?"

"You're just going empty-handed?" his lover gave him a sideways glance and said.

"In a few days I'll invite Zheng Lao Ban to a meal; now that he's won the Nobel Prize, I guess the surroundings are full of reporters, even the hospital leaders can't get to the front." Liu Xu zhi hastily put on his clothes, "I'll go take a look, maybe I won't get to speak. If really impossible, I'll just leave a note for Yun Ge'er; right now I can't cause trouble for Zheng Lao Ban."

Saying that, he put on his shoes and trotted off.

"Old Liu! Be careful!"

"Got it, don't worry."

The voice came from the doorway, followed by a series of footsteps going downstairs.

……

……

Lin JiaoJiao was having a meal.

Social engagements are indispensable for her. After Yimei launched the gastric fundus and gastric left Artery embolization Interventional surgery, it's practically rolling in money. The previously extremely tight capital chain has loosened.

If it weren't for the shortage of surgeons, Lin JiaoJiao would love to open a branch right away, copying this model of the Yimei flagship in Di Du.

The longer time goes, the more she feels Su Yun's words are correct. Doctors capable of TIPS Surgery nationwide—just a handful, how many could there be?

Could such people specialize in coming to Yimei, enduring hardship to perform Interventional surgery every day?

She recognized Liu Xu zhi's value, but whether to give him equity was something Lin JiaoJiao couldn't decide on for the moment.

Equity isn't like cash.

Cash, once given, is given—it's a one-time thing; as long as there's a return, it's fine. But once equity becomes diluted, not only must dividends be continuously paid, it also involves possible future equity disputes.

"Xiao Lin, think again about the cooperation; I'm being very sincere." said a middle-aged man.

Lin JiaoJiao smiled and nodded, very polite, but never responded to this. When the capital chain was tight, Lin JiaoJiao had searched everywhere for investors, but never found a suitable backer.

When Yimei, relying on Zheng Lao Ban, gained traction, established a Technique threshold, drew in a moat, and had steady cash flow, various investments poured in.

Regarding this, Lin JiaoJiao neither refused nor agreed; she simply handled it with practiced ease, like doing tai chi.

"Xiao Lin, you wouldn't think that after Zheng Lao Ban wins the Nobel Prize he'd help Yimei, would you?" the man said bluntly.

"Of course not; the higher Zheng Lao Ban rises, the weaker his ties to Yimei—I know that." Lin JiaoJiao laughed.

"The terms have already been made very high; as the old saying goes, 'greed makes a snake try to swallow an elephant.' Xiao Lin, this must not be done."

"Brother Wang, I know." Lin JiaoJiao noticed her phone vibrate slightly, a message popped up.

She glanced at the sender with the corner of her eye, then immediately picked up her phone, ignoring the ongoing business talk, and opened it to read.

The man was slightly displeased, but hid it well, continuing to persuade: "Xiao Lin..."

"Brother Wang, wait a moment."

Lin JiaoJiao opened an app on her phone, from which a news release sounded.

The man was stunned.

The news release was very simple; although it said it was an unexpected sudden event, the First Time news was still rather dull.

The matter still needs to develop further, but for Lin JiaoJiao just confirming it is enough.

She then put down her phone and smiled: "Brother Wang, your sincerity in investing in Yimei is somewhat lacking."

"Xiao Lin, last year you wanted to invest 30 million for 15% shares. Now I've raised it to 40 million, shares unchanged—I feel the sincerity is full."

"Zheng Lao Ban just won the Nobel Prize." Lin JiaoJiao put her phone on the table and gently wiped her mouth with a napkin.

You just said that, and it has nothing to do with you.

Brother Wang, do you know Lan Ke?

I know, what's up? You're still working with Lan Ke?" The man's tone carried a hint of mockery.

Lan Ke placed a bet on Zheng Lao Ban a few months ago, altogether about 200 million Ou." Lin JiaoJiao said teasingly.

Huh?

My bet was earlier than Lan Ke's; the earliest one was ten months ago." Lin JiaoJiao said with a smile.

Although it's not much, just a crate of diced radish, but I think the harvest season has arrived.

Lin JiaoJiao stood up, smiled slightly, and said: "Brother Wang, I want to go see Zheng Lao Ban to show my face; we won't be so bold today, let's talk another day—what do you think?"

The words were still polite, but Lin JiaoJiao turned and left decisively. After taking two steps, she suddenly turned back and said: "By the way, Brother Wang, the doctor on my side who specializes in surgery, Doctor Liu, just had a paper on weight loss surgery published in the Willow Leaf Blade, and the project's progress is even faster than Johns Hopkins'."