The water cup exploded because of the resonance, and the water spilled on the table.

Because of Olson's passionate high-pitched words, the sound of the glass breaking was so insignificant that it did not deal a fatal blow to the hearts of the old men in their twilight.

Dr. Raphson watched the water on the table in front of him spread, like blood in his veins, laminar collision, forming turbulence, and he was silently distracted as if he was stupid.

"It's the perfect masterpiece, full of steampunk ...... No, it's the sophistication and mystery of futuristic high-tech. Olson danced and said, "Your Excellency, this year's physics prize, if it is not awarded to the last piece of the puzzle of classical physics, it will be the end of the world!"

"......" Rafson paused, and he could hear a kind of determination in Olsen's tone.

This is not intimidation, not a means, but a frenzy.

He really wanted to award the physics prize to a doctor, not a joke!

Fundamental physics research was awarded to a medical award nomination, and Raphson felt a little confused.

Things changed so fast, more than expected, it was like a strange dream.

Could it be that Dr. and Mrs. Mehal were really so crazy?

It's not crazy, it's really a breakthrough in basic research!

It stands to reason that breakthroughs in basic research are first invested in physics projects that do not cost at all. But this time, how can it appear in the medical industry?

And is the medical industry driving basic research?

The medical industry is an application industry, can it do things that classical physics can't?

Great Newton, Einstein, Maxwell, Bohr, Galileo...... Will they agree?

"Lord Olsen, you're not kidding. Raphson decided to test again, "without sufficient theoretical basis, and even ...... within the stipulated time"

"My dear Dr. Raphson, in the face of the emergence of the last piece of the puzzle of classical physics, any reason is jerky and boring. Dr. Olson continued waving his hands, his face flushed, "This is the moment when classical physics is finished, and I won't allow it to float away from my eyes." ”

"Isn't your vision too optimistic?" Dr. Loveson asked calmly.

"I know that it may take another hundred years to explore classical physics when it is finally completed. But as long as there is a right direction, it is enough. I will not allow decades from now to be awarded a physics prize to this scientist whose hands were kissed by God. Olson said feverishly, not noticing the ugly faces of the medical award judges present.

This kind of thing has never happened in the Nobel Prize review.

I applied for a certain award, but ended up getting another award.

If it's reluctant, forget it.

But what many medical award judges saw was Olson's feverish gaze and incoherent expression.

They all knew that if they were to be won by Olsen, they would not run away for a physics prize.

It sounded like a fairy tale, but Olsen was standing in front of him, his eyes bloodshot and full of frenzied light. All this shows the desire of his heart, unabashedly.

He's not kidding, absolutely not.

Is this really good? Raphson looked at Olsen, who was almost insane.

It's just that in an instant, he has a way in his heart.

"Dr. Olson, please be quiet. Raphson said slowly, letting the water run down and onto his pants, as if his prostate had enlarged enough to make urinary incontinence.

"Huh?" Dr. Olsen looked at him in amazement.

"We are discussing whether Dr Cheng's TIPS procedure has a chance to win a medical award. Now I can tell you with certainty that his surgery was done very well and the procedure was very mature. We will further screen and observe. This project has nothing to do with the Physics Prize. Raphson said almost word for word.

"Impossible!" Olson roared, it was hard to believe that this huge roar was coming from an old man in his sixties, "how can you moldy monsters break the rule that medical prizes are not awarded to clinical procedures." ”

"This has nothing to do with you. Raphson said lightly.

"Even if His Majesty the King is asked to make the final decision, I will definitely insist on it. Dr. Olson roared, "This is a major discovery that has subverted the Physics Prize......"

Raphson didn't listen to the next words.

In his heart, he still refused to give the Nobel Prize for TIPS surgical methods, but he didn't want to win a recommended project for the medical award, and in the end he got a heavier weight...... Or the physics prize, which is the heaviest of the Nobel Prizes.

If that's the case, where will you put your old face?

That group of boring media will definitely make a big fuss about the shady Nobel Prize judges and other things.

A few years ago, an award was vacant for a year, causing an uproar around the world. This kind of thing, Dr. Raphson doesn't want to happen to himself.

Already in his eighties, he doesn't want to have a black spot in his history.

In that case, Raphson was sure that the coffin board would not be able to cover him when he died.

"Dr. Olson, I think I'm going to think about it. Raphson said, "You're so noisy, this is the medical school, please go back to the Royal Academy of Sciences." Let's all calm down and talk about this slowly. ”

Olsen was about to say something more, but Mrs. Mehal suddenly beckoned and said, "Doctor, let's wait until Mehal returns." ”

"That will take a long time. Dr. Olson reluctantly said.

"Trust my judgment, the surgery was a great success and the recovery time was only 1 week. Mrs. Mehal smiled, and a ray of sunlight shone through the window, shining on her face with a holy glow.

"Dr. Mehal is a true fighter, and I'd love to hear his judgment on the sorcerer's technique. Dr. Olson muttered.

"I think if you're going to complete the model, it's going to take at least a month. ”

"No, ma'am, a month is definitely not enough. It may not be possible to build a similar model in half a year, and the turbulence ......," Olson said, a little frustrated.

"It's going to be okay, everything is going to be okay, isn't it? Mrs. Mehal said with a smile.

Then, she pressed the button on the pager, and her assistant knocked on the door to enter.

"Dr. Rafson, I would like to ask you to consider the TIPS surgery carefully, and as for the specific results, we will wait until Mehal returns. Mrs. Mehal said as she was leaving.

As Mrs. Mehal departed, Dr. Raphson noticed the water stains on his pants.

"Damn!" Dr. Raphson wiped the water stains with his handkerchief, but still left traces of urinary incontinence.

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