Chapter 2665: with translation of chapter title

A simple text message interrupted the normal program schedule, and the people watching TV in front of the set were all stunned.

Nobel Prize?

A simple text message interrupted the normal program schedule, and the people watching TV in front of the set were all stunned.

Doctor 912?

Doctor 912?

The signal spread to thousands of households.

And that final image even let many viewers recall old memories, turning a strange doctor into someone kind and familiar.

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

"Impossible, Zheng Lao Ban never accepts interviews." Liu Xu zhi said offhand 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 from his hand, carefully placed it aside, and took off the gloves he had worn who knows how many times.

Performing surgical training without gloves makes the effect much worse. Barely feeling the guidewire, it's said that Zheng Lao Ban gained that sense of touch that way. Zheng Lao Ban could do it, but Liu Xu zhi could not.

"Hurry up, come quickly!"

"I'm coming, don't shout." Liu Xu zhi walked out of the room converted from a study and went to the TV.

"It really is Zheng Lao Ban; even in a surgical gown I didn't recognize him."

Liu Xu zhi looked at the final frame on the TV, and he stared.

"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?"

"「……」" -> This is just ellipsis. Keep as "……"? Should translate? It's silence. We'll output "……" as is? Probably keep the ellipsis. We'll output "……".

Liu Xu zhi's face was covered in sweat.

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

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

"What are you going to do?"

"I'll go congratulate Zheng Lao Ban." Liu Xu zhi said, "At this point, Zheng Lao Ban's phone must be blowing up. Either way, I'll go directly; if not, I'll just wait outside his home for them to return. You 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 through.

"What are you looking for?"

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

Liu Xu zhi laughed helplessly and quickly said: "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 really going empty-handed?" his lover said, giving him a sideways glance.

"In a few days I'll invite Zheng Lao Ban to a meal; now that he's won the Nobel Prize, I bet the surroundings are full of reporters, and even the hospital leaders can't get to the front." Liu Xu zhi hastily put on his clothes, "I'll go take a look; I might not even get a chance to speak. If worse comes to worst, 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!"

"I know, don't worry."

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

"……" -> ellipsis.

"……" -> ellipsis.

Lin JiaoJiao was having a meal.

Social engagements are indispensable for her. Yimei, after launching gastric fundus and gastric left artery embolization procedures, can be said to be making money hand over fist. The previously especially tight capital chain has loosened.

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

The longer time goes on, the more she feels that Su Yun's words are correct. Doctors who can perform TIPS Surgery across the country are few and far between—how many could there be?

Would such people willingly come to Yimei day after day, enduring hardship, just to do interventional surgery?

She recognized Liu Xu zhi's value, but Lin JiaoJiao couldn't decide right away whether to give him equity.

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, but it also involves potential 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 she never responded to this. When the capital chain was tight, Lin JiaoJiao had searched everywhere for investors, but she never found a suitable backer.

When Yimei, relying on Zheng Lao Ban, got off the ground, established a technical threshold, drew in a moat, and had a steady cash flow, various investments came pouring in.

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

"Xiao Lin, you surely don't think that after Zheng Lao Ban wins the Nobel Prize he'll help Yimei, do you?" the man said bluntly.

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

"The terms have already been made very high; as the old saying goes, 'human greed is never satisfied, like a snake trying to swallow an elephant.' Xiao Lin, this must not happen."

"Brother Wang, I know." Lin JiaoJiao noticed her phone vibrate slightly, and 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, and continued to persuade: "Xiao Lin..."

"Brother Wang, wait a moment."

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

The man stared.

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

The matter still needed to continue developing, but Lin JiaoJiao only needed to confirm this thing, and that was 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, giving 15% of the shares. Now I have already increased it to 40 million for you, without increasing the shares, I feel this is very sincere.

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

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

Brother Wang, do you know Lanke?

I know, what's up? Are you still working with Lanke? The man's tone carried a hint of mockery.

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

Huh?

I placed my bet earlier than Lanke did; the earliest 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, smiling slightly: "Brother Wang, I want to go see Zheng Lao Ban's side; let's not be too hasty today—let's pick another day to chat. What do you think?"

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