Chapter Twenty-Eight: The Mockery of Fate
The dinner took place at seven o'clock punctually and was grand and exquisite.
The dinner was followed by five minutes for each of the winners' speeches.
The first to take the stage was the winner of the Physics Prize, a German scientist who spoke in his native language about the relationship between physics and life.
After that, the other winners took the stage one by one, all speaking in their native languages.
When it was Ji Rong's turn, Dean Wen seemed to be carried away by the excitement, clenched his fists, and made a childish cheering gesture.
Ji Rong didn't see it, and he didn't hurry up to the podium. He wore a dark tailoring suit, and even in a group of Europeans, he looked long. Different from the high-pitched and solemn of others, he was as calm and relieved as usual, so that the high atmosphere of the whole venue instantly became calm and calm.
He said lightly: "What I want to say today has nothing to do with biology and medicine, just do whatever you want." In my daily work and life, I often think of the world more than 100 years ago. At that time, technology was not as developed as it is today, and people were tired of heavy work all day long, yearning for the day when highly developed technology could free people's hands.
And now, this qiΔ has been realized.
With this, the social structure has also changed. This society is no longer made up of only natural humans, but also artificial humans.
From ancient times to the present, people have longed for peace, democracy and freedom, and fought and sacrificed for them, and finally won the relatively democratic and equal social environment that we have today.
When the subjective consciousness of the emerging human beings, the artificial human beings, awakens, their pursuit is no different. And we have to admit that sometimes artificial humans have even surpassed natural humans in their learning ability and creative power, and while they are evolving and improving, natural humans are still creating them for themselves and are indispensable.
One might feel that the issuance of identity cards to them, or even the recognition of the legitimacy of their intermarriage with natural humans, is already an equality. But as long as you can see their identity at a glance in the vast sea of people, this in itself is a kind of inequality.
We can never create them, once we create a life, we should have respect and complete acceptance, if in the hearts of the creators, they are all aliens, then one day, they will become aliens to all mankind. β
At the end of the speech, there was a thunderous applause, just like the end of every speaker's speech. While this sobering social and moral issue is profound for all of you, people would love to hear his insights on biomedicine, and they are more concerned about their own health and longevity than about their human-like social status.
Ji Rong calmly thanked him and stepped down.
Dean Wen didn't expect that Ji Rong would talk about this issue, and he thought to himself that Professor Ji really stayed in the real room all the year round, and his views on social issues were too naΓ―ve. However, he was glad that he was worried that Professor Ji's speech would reveal too many scientific research secrets, but this time he didn't have to worry about it at all. Wen Yuan clapped vigorously, his face very happy.
The next day, according to Dean Wen's arrangement, he was supposed to be interviewed by some TV stations, such as CCTV, BBC, N and other world-renowned TV stations, which could not only consolidate Ji Rong's prestige, but also advertise the hospital. But he was rejected by Ji Rongyan. Dean Wen had no choice but to give up unwillingly and arrange to return to China.
After getting off the plane, he was surrounded by a group of domestic reporters.
A reporter asked: "Professor Ji, what do you think of the authoritative European magazine "Human", which selected the most valuable person in the world this year during the Carez Awards, and you surpassed the President of the United States to win this honor?" β
Hearing such a question, Ji Rong paused. The scene fell silent, and they all pricked up their ears to listen to his answer.
He spoke slowly, with an unspeakable sadness in it: "I myself have been excessively praised and revered by men, and it seems to others that it is due to my merits, and to me it is a mockery of fate." β
His face was as indifferent and indifferent as ever, but the faint sadness between his eyebrows made the people present incomprehensible for a while.
Another person asked, "What has changed the most for you this award?" β?β More research funding could be allowed. β
Song Changlian sat in front of the TV, looking at the news screen broadcast, and when he heard Ji Rong's answer, he couldn't help but sigh to his assistant: "It seems that this genius in the biomedical field seems to be really short of money." β
The hospital cafeteria was noisy, everyone stared at the three-dimensional holographic TV screen projected in the void, and even their favorite food lost its allure, discussing left and right while watching, whispering. That was the full broadcast of the Carez awards, and when Ji Rong came to the stage, the restaurant suddenly erupted in a burst of applause with honor. Only two people are still quiet, one is Yuan Yuan who is sitting in the corner, she stares intently at the TV screen, her eyes show appreciation and pleasure, mixed with unknown **. The other is Yun Shu sitting by the window, she is quietly watching TV, and the joy from her heart is unconsciously revealed on her white face.
At this time, I don't know who shouted: "Professor Ji and the dean are back." Suddenly, many people dropped their dishes and chopsticks and rushed out of the restaurant to greet Daoxi.
Yun Shu also hurriedly followed out, but there were many people and enthusiasm, she only stood on the periphery and tried to watch the center point.
Dean Wen accompanied Ji Rong to the hospital as soon as he entered the hospital, and before he got out of the car, he was surrounded by hospital colleagues. Hearing the congratulations from everyone, Dean Wen's joy and excitement were overflowing, and after a long while, he waved his hand and said, "It's all gone, Professor Ji is also tired, and it's the same if you go back and talk about congratulations." β
Everyone said yes, and they dispersed in twos and threes. Yun Shu stood on the periphery, also about to leave, but heard Ji Rong, who had not made a sound, shouting, "Yun Shu, come here." β
Yun Shu was overjoyed, and hurriedly ran over: "Professor." β
"I'm not here for a few days, is it still smooth?"
"It's all according to the steps you commanded, step by step, all in a smooth way."
Ji Rong nodded: "Let's go back to the real yΓ n room." β
Hearing this, Dean Wen hurriedly beckoned and shouted: "Professor Ji, no matter how busy you are, you have to eat first and then be busy." β
Ji Rong turned around: "Dean, you eat first, I'm not hungry yet." β
Yun Shu hurriedly said, "Professor, you go to the real room first, and I'll go to the restaurant to help you pack one." β
"It's fine."
Dean Wen was satisfied, and went to the restaurant with Yun Shu.
This is the first time Wen Nan has come to his father's hospital, Lin Xi took his hand and walked briskly through the corridor, the high heels made a knocking sound, and the staff he met along the road stopped to nod hello to her, but Lin Xi didn't stop, just walking forward.
Wen Nanren has short calves and trots all the way to follow his mother's pace. Suddenly, he noticed that his mother's pace had suddenly slowed down, he raised his little pink face, and looked at his mother suspiciously, only to see that his mother stared coldly at the oncoming woman, who was young and beautiful, more beautiful than his music teacher, and she also glanced at her mother, but instead of greeting the other staff members respectfully, she turned sideways. Wen Nan turned his head to follow the back, but was led by his mother and walked forward.