Chapter 640: with translation of chapter title

Boss, what's wrong with you today? Why are you just saying 'hehe'?

The professor was extremely depressed, standing between Zheng Ren and Mei Ha'er, at a loss.

"I've been reading your paper on improving TIPS Surgery; your thinking is excellent." Mei Ha'er said: "But young man, although I'm full of gratitude toward you and will need to find you again in a few months for another surgery, you know that the Nobel Prize in Physiology or Medicine now judges new surgical techniques with near‑strict severity."

"Well, I know." Zheng Ren nodded, "Because other theoretical work doesn't reach many ordinary people; even if there are mistakes, they're academic and everyone can understand. But surgery is widely applied clinically—well, any surgery can have complications, so after frontal lobectomy, no new technique has won the Nobel Prize."

"Yes, just knowing is fine. This is tradition, ……" Mei Ha'er nodded.

Zheng Ren shook his head, saying nothing.

"Young man, I see you seem rather calm." Mei Ha'er, seeing Zheng Ren's expression showed no disappointment nor the anger he had imagined, asked curiously.

"Originally I wasn't very interested in this award. You could nominate the new TIPS Surgery technique for evaluation, and I'd be grateful. But frankly, I really have no interest in the Nobel Prize." Zheng Ren spoke frankly.

Professor Rudolf Wagner became anxious.

Boss, how can you say that? At this moment you shouldn't be speaking in a pleading tone, right? Or do you really think of Mei Ha'er as your patient?

Su Yun stood behind Zheng Ren, seeing the professor not translating directly, he spoke in fluent Swedish: "Respected Mei Ha'er, I'll translate this for you."

"In Nobel's will it says the physiology/medicine prize goes to whoever made outstanding contributions to humanity in that field the previous year. Unfortunately, the current Nobel Prize committee has already changed Nobel's original intent." Su Yun talked back, especially skilled, matching tone, body language, and gaze, giving a sense of looking down on others.

Even the professor could see a faint holy light rising on him…

"The current Nobel Prize, in a broader sense, serves to maintain its authority in various fields, even bowing to political needs. Rejecting choices that would jeopardize the Nobel Prize's standing—even if it violates Nobel's will—is not hesitated."

Mei Ha'er wasn't angry; instead, he gazed curiously at the enthusiastic young man before him.

"The new TIPS Surgery fundamentally solves the blind‑puncture risks of previous surgeries, giving many junior doctors the chance to operate. You know, many doctors abandon TIPS Surgery because of its risks."

Each year, the number of patients who die because of this choice runs into the hundreds of thousands.

If the diagnostic and therapeutic approach of the new TIPS Surgery gains recognition, it will surely be promoted worldwide in a short time. More and more doctors will voluntarily learn this new technique, and more and more patients will be saved.

If this isn't considered a major contribution to humanity, I really can't think of what else would be.

Seeing Mei Ha'er smile, the corner of his mouth twitching, Su Yun gave him no chance to speak and continued directly.

"Of course, you could also cite countless examples—some biological research can produce new drugs that solve previously unsolvable problems. But please note, new biogenetic technology has many flaws that cannot be overcome. Even you cannot be certain they are truly effective."

For example, the 2018 Nobel Prize in Physiology or Medicine was awarded to United States scientist James Allison and Riben scientist Tasuku Honjo for their contributions to cancer immunotherapy.

But clinically, can we see this technology put into immediate application? Whereas the new TIPS Surgery, like tomorrow's sun, will show its effect right away once recognized.

Hundreds of thousands of patients would be treated, escaping the doom that the grim reaper could inflict at any moment.

In my view, the Nobel Prize in Physiology or Medicine has become a toy for the wealthy, completely contrary to Nobel's original intent.

I've finished speaking. Of course, my boss didn't say all that. But I think he has never been interested in the Nobel Prize in Physiology or Medicine, probably because the current committee is as old and rotting as a house on Sicily, ready to collapse at any gust of wind.

Su Yun finished speaking; his speech made Mei Ha'er glance askance.

Professor Rudolf Wagner's back was soaked with sweat. After hearing Su Yun's words, he felt even the lid of Nobel's coffin couldn't stay down.

"Boss, I've told him what you meant." After saying that, Su Yun whispered a sentence to Zheng Ren.

Zheng Ren also felt helpless; Su Yun this guy surely mixed in countless personal agendas. Though he seems unreliable, his worldview… this bastard simply has no worldview.

Forget it, let's leave it as is.

Zheng Ren himself has no interest in the Nobel Prize; if they still insist surgery can't be considered for the award, he'll simply fly back to Di Du and immediately launch teaching surgeries.

The sooner more doctors understand and master the new TIPS Surgery, the more late‑stage cirrhosis patients will be saved.

"Young man, your words are too extreme and too arbitrary." The professor, sweating profusely, translated Mei Ha'er's words: "A new technique must be verified by many clinical cases before it can be recognized."

"I understand." Zheng Ren smiled, "How many cases would be enough?"

Zheng Ren felt that Su Yun this guy was indeed somewhat useful; after his impassioned speech, being able to steer the conversation to this point was indeed impressive.

Mei Ha'er blinked, then realized he had been misled, and gave a faint smile.

"At least the surgical success rate must reach over 95%, with a total of 3,000 cases."

For doctors, that's an astronomical number.

Achieving that number in three to five years would already be impressive; wanting to reach it within a few months is nothing short of a fantasy.

Although the Nobel Prize is awarded each year on December 10, the winners are usually announced to the public around October 1 beforehand.

Moreover, October 1 is not the deadline; the time to complete 3,000 surgeries must be even earlier.

At the latest, it cannot go beyond August, when various materials are submitted for review. All the cumbersome procedures, plus lobbying the judges.

In other words, there are at most four months left to perform 3,000 TIPS Surgeries.

Su Yun's face showed an indignant expression.

The professor had anticipated this; it's rare to win the Nobel Prize outright in the first year of nomination. Three to five years is considered fast.

This matter isn't Mei Ha'er deliberately making things difficult for Zheng Ren and himself.