This session of the International Congress of Mathematicians is definitely the most budget-rich one ever held by the International Union of Mathematicians, and it is the most luxurious one.

But at the same time, it was also the most troublesome.

Who would have thought that such a thing would suddenly happen at the scene of the 45-minute briefing.

And this Miss Vera Puuil is also the winner of this year's Fields Medal......

In order to deal with the reporters who came to eat human blood steamed buns and emitted a snarky stench from their mouths, Professor Hatch Holden, secretary general of the International Union of Mathematicians, was already very busy.

"I didn't expect this to happen all of a sudden...... Damn, why her? ”

At this time, the office door opened, and Professor Feverman, wearing an overcoat, walked in from the outside.

Looking up at the door, Professor Holden immediately asked.

"How's Miss Vera Puyuy?"

Professor Feverman shook his head with a serious expression and said, "It is said that I woke up a few times, but the condition is not very good, the Russian Ministry of Health has invited several academician-level experts from the First Moscow State Hospital, but there is such a thing as cancer...... Especially for liver cancer and lung cancer, the diagnosis basically means that the disease is critically ill. At present, the Russian side means that they plan to arrange a transfer for Miss Vera Puyuy. ”

"Transfers? Where to? ”

"It's said to be Shangjing."

"Huaguo?" Professor Holden was stunned for a moment, and suddenly became anxious, "Is there any famous hospital in Huaguo in the field of anti-cancer treatment technology?" I mean, is this arrangement really okay? ”

"There is no hospital in the world that can cure advanced lung cancer by medical means, my friend," Professor Fepferman sighed and said softly, "even in the United States, where the anti-cancer technology is the best, it is impossible to do it." From this point on, it was the same wherever she was treated. Rather than this, it is better to make her feel better in the last moment......"

If it was detected early, it would be fine to have surgery to remove the cancer cells in time, but according to his recent investigation, when she first sought medical attention a year ago, that is, when the disease was first discovered, it was already at an advanced stage.

This is the same as the vast majority of patients who suffer from this kind of misery.

Rather, in this last year, she did not give up on herself, and still completed her work step by step, and lived every day to the fullest, which surprised Peverman.

Accepting reality is not an easy thing to do, and it is not uncommon for you to even choose to commit suicide after receiving a diagnosis to voluntarily free yourself from the fear of the countdown to life.

He asked himself, if it was when he was young, he would definitely not be able to do it.

If he knew that he had only 12 months left to live as young, he might not have chosen to commit suicide, but he would never have been so positive.

No matter how interesting math is, no matter how passionate he is about it, he will try to live a life that he has not lived before, and if he can't say anything, he will try things that are not very legal......

But she didn't.

Not only that, but she didn't even make the people around her feel that she was any different from yesterday and that she had done such an amazing job.

Originally, he thought that she was a cowardly and easily shy little girl, not good at facing her own heart, and in places other than mathematics, it was easy to figure out the situation many times.

But now it seems that even if he lives to his current age, his vision of people may not be 100% accurate, and she is stronger than he imagined.

and gentleness......

Not knowing anything about Vera, Professor Holden said with a frown.

"What do you mean?"

Although Professor Feverman saw a little, he naturally didn't tell him, just shrugged his shoulders and said.

"It's nothing, I just think the scenery is nice over there, and she should be in a better mood when she goes. In any case, we can't send her back to Ukraine and let her middle-aged divorced and alcoholic father take care of her, that would be tantamount to murder. ”

Thinking of her unfortunate family, Professor Holden was silent for a moment and sighed softly.

"Since that's what you're saying...... That's all I can do. ”

At this moment, his assistant walked in from outside the office.

"Professor, the conference is over in two days, and the Corinthia Hotel has asked us what we plan to do with the scene in Lecture Hall 7."

Professor Holden was silent for a moment and said, "...... Leave it to them. ”

In fact, in this case, it is not a criminal case, and there is no need to close the scene at all.

And the reason why I did this is only because I don't want this lecture hall to affect the mood of the ongoing International Congress of Mathematicians, or to minimize this negative impact as much as possible.

Now that the report meeting is coming to an end, it is better to leave it to the hotel to deal with.

The assistant nodded and said, "Okay professor, by the way, is the key to the lecture hall here?" ”

"Keys?" Professor Holden was slightly stunned for a moment, then continued with a frown, "I never have more than three keys in my pocket, and if I remember correctly, the key to Lecture Hall 7 should be with you. ”

The assistant seemed to realize something, and continued with some trepidation.

"But five days ago, Professor Lu came to me and asked me to take him to Lecture Hall 7. After I took him there, he borrowed the key from me and said he would contact you later and return the key directly to you. ”

"Professor Lu took the key from you? I don't remember him contacting me," Professor Holden frowned, pushed his chair away and stood up, "You wait a minute, I'll take a look at the lecture hall." ”

Although it wasn't a serious problem even if he borrowed it, it was better for him to go and have a look.

Seeing Professor Holden striding towards the door of his office, Professor Feverman also left the desk he was leaning against and quickly followed.

"I'll go with you."

Walking briskly through the hallway, hastily dealing with all the people who greeted him along the way, Professor Holden, who had led Professor Feverman to the door of Lecture Hall 7, reached out and knocked on the door, only to find that the door was unlocked.

After a moment's hesitation, he reached out and pushed the door open.

With a soft squeak, a dull air rushed in.

Obviously, the person sitting inside has been here for an unknown amount of time.

He stared at Lu Zhou sitting at the lectern in amazement, but soon, Professor Holden was swept away by the eight whiteboards lined up in front of him.

Not only Professor Holden, but also Professor Feverman, who stood behind him.

Staring at the whiteboard in disbelief, his gaze swept over the lines of calculations and the conclusions on the last whiteboard, he swallowed and said in a trembling voice.

"You...... Proven? ”

"Well, it's not the 'simple' method that Sir Attia put it, and I'm not sure how many people will understand it, but ...... It's been solved, I'm sure. ”

Reaching out and touching the bridge of his nose, Lu Zhou, who was sitting on the podium, thought for a while, looked at Professor Holden, who had turned into a sculpture, and Professor Feverman, whose shoulders were constantly trembling, behind him, and spoke.

"Can you bring me a sandwich if it's convenient?"

"I'm a little hungry, the best words are two."