One hour ago, rafferson had just arrived at the Caroline medical school in stockholm.
It would not have taken so long to return to Sweden from the United Kingdom Royal browmpton hospital in Chelsea. However, the storm last night had delayed his flight time, so he had rushed to the venue at the last minute.
Other than him, the other 49 judges from the Sweden Medical University were starting to get anxious. Time was too tight. If there was really a storm in the last hour, even the announcement of the Nobel Prize winner on the website would be affected.
For the eyes of the world and for the Nobel Prize winners, this was an unbearable weight.
Out of respect for the chairman of the review Committee, Dr. Raffson, no one questioned it. However, the venue was filled with whispers.
Dr. Mehal sat quietly in his seat. He felt a little amused when he saw raffson coming to preside over the review even though he was sick.
