795: C795 Life Wager

C795 Life Wager

Stockholm, the central conference room of the Royal Academy of Medicine, was filled early in the morning with members of the Nobel Board of Medicine and Biology, and even with potential members. The oldest was 86 years old, and the youngest was 51. Although it couldn't be said that the doctors sitting here were all the best doctors on the entire blue planet, it could be said that they were the best if they were experienced with light wheel vision. This was especially true for the Skills of Intimidation, which had a max HP.2

After all, there was the highest evaluation of biology and medicine, and most of the time there was no chance of outstanding results. If one received an award without any dispute, the criticism would become a fundamental skill of the evaluation.

In the conference room, only the chair in the middle was empty, because the person who should be sitting there was currently on the super big screen, quietly lying on the bed. His exhausted body and mind made it clear to everyone that he didn't have much time left in this world.

Right now, this might be the chairman's final surgery and 'madness'. He would have to remove dozens of large and small cystic aneurysms in the part of his brain that was forbidden from living. Those arteries are close to the brain stem because of the blockage. Even if there was the slightest mistake during the operation, with his age and physical condition, there was no way to save him.

This was a huge medical gamble, a gamble on the life of Duke Antonio!

It was a crazy operation and a crazy plan, and all the medical experts present knew that the chances of success might not be more than one in ten thousand or less. Besides, it was only today that they found out that Director Antonio was going to undergo surgery. Summoning all of them here was a fair evaluation of the operation.

As for the surgeon, he is a man of great fame in the world. He is Chen Qun, a 26-year-old Chinese man with a little fame this year. If it weren't for Chen's few high-difficulty surgical videos that were broadcast around the world, showing a pure and unparalleled technique, everyone would have thought that Sir Antonio was muddle-headed.

Or maybe he was just muddle-headed. He actually made a suggestion. If Chen's operation was successful, he would, as the chairman of the jury, ensure that this new type of technique was nominated for the Nobel Prize and use all the power he had to win it.

Most of the members of the jury had no objections to the nomination. They knew that this kind of technique was qualified to be nominated, and it could even be used to build a closer relationship with those old-fashioned geezers in the physics world. But when Antonio voted for the most important thing in the game, what everyone saw was the willful behavior of a child.

However, the most important thing was that Antonio was determined to operate the secret chamber. If he used all of his strength to win the prize, then the probability of success was very high. After all, almost half of the members of the jury were all Sir Antonio's men. The remaining half were all in the hands of this old man.

After all, which member of the jury didn't accept the lobbying of each nominee during the annual awards ceremony? This old fellow only turned a blind eye.

However, the old man was very calm this time. He directly said that if the operation failed and he died on the operating table, then the Chinese man who operated on him would not be able to win the Nobel Prize in his entire life. In any case, he was dead. A failed operation was an incomplete technique. Even if he was nominated, it would be the biggest insult to the medicine and biology prizes.

"I have dealt with medicine and biology all my life, so now let me be the validator and founder of modern medicine. I would rather die in a bed of surgery than give in to the disease. "Therefore, I want you all to evaluate this operation in all its aspects with a professional eye. Even if you die, you will die to promote the advancement of medicine."

Antonio's cold words without any emotion made everyone feel that there was nothing to refute. They even understood his willful actions. This old fogey wanted to die grandly. A chairman of the Nobel Prize for medicine, to die in the hands of all the judges who were watching him, this was something that could be recorded in the annals of history.

Perhaps this operation would be the grandest funeral in his life!

As for the Chinese man, he was probably the biggest chess piece the old fox had ever used, a stepping stone for the old man's personal reputation. Otherwise, no rational doctor would agree to such conditions.

After all, by following the formal procedures, he would be able to get a nomination no matter what. At most, he would be unable to complete the quantitative data this year and postpone it until the year after next. The nomination wasn't even an award, as with the most advanced technique, he was more than enough to win the nomination.

The remaining problem was that they were mostly young, proud and arrogant, and had taken their medical oath as a rule. They didn't hesitate to agree to this kind of operation with a very small probability of success.

In just a few minutes, most of the members of the jury had figured out the causal link. They knew that this was a script written long ago by an old fox. Whether it was the right or wrong side, they had all been taken advantage of by the old man.

Sure enough, this old fellow had controlled the jury for dozens of years. He had been as steady as Mt. Tai, had died, and had even raised his reputation once. No one would call him cowardly and afraid of death, they would only say that he had truly sacrificed himself for science!

No wonder his operation required the attendance of all members of the jury! This old fellow was preparing to live for a hundred lifetimes!

A few elders who were the most qualified to be the next chairman felt a wave of disgust in their hearts, but they also felt that this method was really good. When they were going to undergo surgery in the future, they could also use this method.

When they thought of this method, it could be promoted to an unwritten mode in the future. The few old men looked at each other and exchanged glances. They all knew that they could not find any reason to refute.

The old fellow had done all sorts of things from every aspect, and he had even left room for regret once he recovered from his illness. He knew that what everyone could do was to show their expertise and give the surgery a fair and objective evaluation. They didn't even need to be selfish.

The old fellow carried the biggest black pot on his back, as well as occupying the biggest advantage. If they did their duty, it would be the greatest retaliation to the old man.

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