Professor Rudolf Wagner happily walked around the hospital like a little sheep eating coffee beans, refusing to say anything and not going back.

The boss is still alive and listening to the voice, it seems to be alive and well. I don't know what stimulated him, but he finally became interested in the Nobel Prize.

This is good news, especially good news.

Once upon a time in Haicheng, Professor Rudolf Wagner never understood why Zheng Ren was not interested in the Nobel Prize.

Is it not enough? Definitely not!

In Sweden, in front of Dr. Mehal, Su Yun's large translation may be able to say a little bit of Zheng Ren's heart.

But anyway, the boss finally got the fighting spirit, and the professor wandered around for half an hour before deciding to go out and find a tavern to celebrate alone.

Let little Oliver guard the ward, so as not to have problems with patients after TIPS surgery, and teach himself to walk out of the 912 hospital compound alone.

Although it was already past nine o'clock in the evening and it was already dark, the nightlife had just begun. There were not many people on the streets, even more than during the day.

Professor Rudolf Wagner was in a particularly good mood and walked leisurely on the road.

Find a bar and can't drink too much because there is still a TIPS surgery tomorrow.

Then drink only three ...... Oh no, be sure to drink five beers and head back to the hotel happy.

The professor walked aimlessly on the road, immersed in the joy that the excitement had not yet subsided.

It was a pleasure, even more so than drinking to make Professor Rodolf Wagner happy.

The boss said that if he can win the Nobel Prize this year, then he will definitely be able to win it, and there will be no surprises at all, so is what the professor thinks in his heart.

Successes again and again have left a deep mark in Professor Rudolf Wagner's heart, and what the boss says will definitely work!

Today's night is so beautiful, the professor's heart is very happy.

As he walked, Professor Rudolf Wagner saw a crowd of people in front of him. It's not crowded, it's bustling, it's queuing. The line was very long, with a few twists and turns, and it was no longer possible to see what was going on at the front.

Professor Rudolf Wagner has not been out of 912 Hospital since Zheng Ren left. He was depressed and numbed himself with his work, unwilling to think of anything, especially since Dr. Mehal would soon come to China for second-stage coronary surgery.

As long as he thinks about it, Zheng Ren doesn't know whether he is alive or dead, the professor will feel that there is darkness in front of him, and his life is much bleaker.

But today is different, knowing that the boss is still alive, and Professor Rudolf Wagner heard on the phone that the boss has a desire for the Nobel Prize.

That's enough, isn't it?

Are these people doing something interesting? The professor was curious and enjoying life, full of interest in new things.

He crossed the long winding line from the side and saw a donation box at the front. There are volunteers who are busy, constantly expressing their gratitude.

The professor was a little puzzled, and then he saw an old man in ragged clothes who looked like a beggar walking over not far away. Behind the old man, there was also a lame puppy.

The puppy was very sensible, cautiously following the old man, like a guard, refusing to leave even half a step.

The old man did not go directly to the donation office, but came to the very end of the long line and lined up with the dirty puppy.

Professor Rudolf Wagner paused, and he felt that everything in front of him was very new. He is ready to take a good look, and then tell Chang Yue and Shay people tomorrow.

The atmosphere has been very oppressive lately, and the professor can feel it.

He tried to make Changyue and Shay happy, but every time it was in vain. Professor Rudolf Wagner reckoned that he might be happier tomorrow when he told them about his boss's call.

Well, it will!

Standing in the distance, the professor saw the old man take out a hard piece of cake like a brick from his bosom, and break it with force, and the cake was broken off.

Well, it's a break, not a tear.

At such an age, can you eat? The professor was a little puzzled.

Because he is getting older, now the professor has said goodbye to many of the foods that he liked to eat when he was younger, but which was more difficult to eat.

The old man handed the broken flatbread to the puppy next to him, and then he was holding the flatbread and eating it while queuing.

The cake was hard, and with great effort to bite down, he took out half a bottle of water and drank a little.

In this way, while he was queuing up, he was eating with the puppy who depended on each other.

Professor Rudolf Wagner liked this life very much, and he even thought countless times that when he won the Nobel Prize and his life was complete, he would take his beloved violin and start wandering.

But you must not eat such a hard cake, the professor enjoys the unrestrained wandering, not to lack food and clothing every day, and sleep in the open.

This old man, does he want to donate? He doesn't seem to be able to make ends meet.

The old man is very silent, and the puppy is very sensible.

It took half an hour to eat a flatbread.

Half an hour later, the old man had approached the donation box. The professor thought it was ridiculous for him to stand here for half an hour instead of going to the bar and drinking beer to celebrate the boss's return.

After another ten minutes, the old man came to the donation box. The staff was surprised, but still enthusiastically handed the old man a bottle of water.

The old man smiled and refused, and his face was full of mountains of wrinkles, each of which was dirty and lacked with sludge.

He took out a black, faded bag from his bosom and opened it carefully.

Pieces of change, with a maximum face value of five yuan, were taken out.

The old man carefully sorted out the money, piled it up according to the face value, and finally handed it over to the staff.

Professor Rudolf Wagner did not understand that the money, which he estimated to be just over twenty dollars, was converted into euros...... Not at all.

Did he make a donation? For that earthquake on the other side of the tunnel?

The staff put away the money and was very polite, and one of the girls helped the old man to leave, and after walking more than ten steps, she said a few words to the old man, and then bowed deeply.

The old man waved his hand, and the smile on his face looked bright and kind in the neon lights of the night.

The puppy seemed to know that the most important task of the day had been completed, and began to run around the old man happily.

The rickety back gradually disappeared into the night, disappeared behind the colorful urban brilliant lights, and melted in.

Professor Rudolf Wagner frowned, he seemed to see the figure of the boss, and he seemed to understand a little why the boss put down the Nobel Prize and left directly.

It was not only the Nobel Prize that left, but also the girl he loved.

Well, Brother Yun should think the same way.

Is that so?

Professor Rudolf Wagner looked back, and the long line had not shortened at all, it was still so long that there was no end in sight.

He was silent, not at all in the mood to drink and celebrate.

The professor lowered his head, a little confused in his heart, and wandered around the streets of the imperial capital under the cover of night.

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Note: When I went to Dalian in 09, there was an old man scavenging at the front door of the train station with a small dog. At the time, it was just fun to watch, the puppy was very obedient and could do a little thing. Later, in the fall, when the weather was getting colder, I went again, and the puppy gave birth to a litter of puppies, and they were alive and kicking.

I saw two college couple buying KFC and feeding the dogs. After standing for a while, I listened to one of the boys tell his girlfriend the story of how he went to donate money in '08 and saw the old man and the puppy queuing.

It was cold, so I found a place to make a thick quilt and sent it to me when I left. The old man went to scavenge and sell money to support his family, and he was not there. I put the quilt down, opened a corner, and watched the puppies get inside, with some joy.

I haven't been to Dalian for a long time, and I don't know if he and it's still there.