The lecture will be held for people in the industry, and there are not many tickets to be released, and most of the participants are dermatologists who have been practicing medicine for many years and doctors who have a certain status in the field of skin grafting.

In addition, there is no shortage of journalists who visit Professor Galen and some investors who come to visit him.

Professor Galen emigrated abroad as a young man and practiced dermatology for more than 40 years, and is hailed as the father of the disfigured redemption by the most prestigious research institute in the United States.

Several medical researchers in China who have participated in surgical cooperation with Professor Galen have praised him as a "ghost hand".

Now at the age of 70, his medical skills are still famous.

The lecture venue has three levels of seating, an audience area, a VIP area, and a VIP area, which can accommodate 1,000 people.

Nan Xiang sat in the VIP seat in the first row, ten excellent seats, and the seats were separated independently, less than a meter from Professor Galen's podium.

The directors of well-known hospitals can only sit in the second row, and those who can sit in these ten positions can only be investors who are worth tens of billions of dollars.

Drinking the tea handed by the field assistant, Nan Xiang still couldn't believe that Jiang Yechen would arrange for her to come here to observe.

Obviously, he was so angry that he tore up the admission ticket that day, obviously Jiang Yechen hated her for coming out in public, and Nanxiang didn't figure it out.

Half an hour before the lecture began, the seats were already full.

Everyone was waiting in the position, and no one paid attention, and a cute little girl suddenly walked to Nanxiang's feet and pulled her skirt, "Sister." ”

Nan Xiang lowered his head, and the face of a little Lori who was about four or five years old appeared in front of him, Nan Xiang Wan'er smiled, "Little sister, why did you come here, where is your mother?"

Little Lori is not afraid of life, wearing a red bracelet on her right hand, she took out a thing from the enclosed skirt and generously handed it to Nanxiang.

"Sister, here you go. ”

The girl's dress was full of objects, all red bracelets of the same color as her hand.

"Give it to me?" Nan Xiang looked at the rope in the girl's hand puzzled.

The little girl blinked her starry eyes and said eloquently, "Mom said that you can't go home if you can't finish it." ”

Nan Xiang understood, "Are you helping your mother sell things?"

"Put it on for your sister. The little girl skillfully untied the knot of the red rope and put it on Nanxiang's wrist.

Nan Xiang was not used to wearing things on her hands, and the girl's eyes asking for help made her unbearable to refuse.

"Okay, how much does it cost, I bought it. Nanxiang agreed.

She relaxed her wrists, and the girl happily put a red rope on her.

A field assistant passed by, and when he saw the girl selling something, he immediately shouted, "Where did you come from, wild child, get out quickly, the speech will start immediately, and no idle people are allowed to enter." ”

Nanxiang opened the bag and was taking the money, and as soon as the field assistant shouted, the girl immediately ran to the side and slipped away like a spirit snake.

"Little sister, wait a minute. Nan Xiang looked behind him, the seats were densely packed, and the little girl ran away without a trace.

"Miss, I'm sorry, our patrol people are sloppy, don't worry. The lecture will begin soon, and I wish you a pleasant audit. Field assistant apologized to Nanxiang and chased him out.

On the stage, the curtain was opened, and Professor Galen's assistant took the stage to introduce.

Nan Xiang sat down depressedly, and at his feet, a lot of red bracelets were scattered, as well as a white card.

She picked up the card, which was a piece of paper wrapped in red string and written with the words "free support for the exhibition".

Nan Xiang remembered that the little brother who sold perfume painting bottles told her yesterday. The art exhibition center next door is also going to hold a well-known art exhibition today.

Nan Xiang bent down, quickly picked up the red ropes on the ground, and put them into his bag.

The theater venue was spotlessly cleaned, and if the field assistant found something falling on the ground, it is estimated that the little girl would never be allowed to come in and distribute things again. Although it is a free support, it may be the only way for girls to help their families provide for their families.

"Mr. Shen, the exhibition has opened, Miss Du is here today, don't you go over there?"

In the stands of the venue, a faint gaze silently looked at Nanxiang who was picking up things in the front row, and inadvertently transformed into gentleness.

He said to the standing figure again, "Mr. Shen, Miss Du is your ...... after all."

"I know. Shen Qian seemed to have been lifted suddenly, his face was tense, he interrupted his hand loudly, and after a long time, he withdrew his gaze and walked down the stairs.

The speech of the old professor on the stage was full of emotion and resonance.

Nan Xiang used a notebook to carefully record every word of Professor Galen's experience.

No one noticed that outside the theater, a large number of reporters quietly gathered in.

Professor Galen sighed on the stage and said, "There are talented people from all generations, and they have led the way for hundreds of years. Decades ago, when I immigrated to the United States for further study, I was still a stunned young man. In a blink of an eye, the green mountains were white with snow, and the young man had white hair. ”

"Names can be changed, but flesh and blood are hard to change. The significance of this lecture is not only to share my latest seed coat restoration products developed in the United States. I hope that among the elites here, I can find like-minded and caring people in China to participate in the development of my team's technology, and carry forward the inheritance of domestic skin grafting to the top. ”

Applause rang out, and most of the people were immersed in Professor Galen's conversation.

Suddenly, from the outside in, the seats became agitated.

Some reporters from an unknown outfield burst in.

"Don't shoot, which media are you from?"

"What's going on?" Several field assistants and security guards were stunned for a moment when they saw the sudden swarm of reporters.

By the time they rushed forward, many chaotic reporters and Ma Tsai had already held the microphone, and the camera ran to the VIP area in the middle of the seat.

Every reporter had a clear goal and went straight to the VIP area at the front, obviously prepared.

"I heard that this lecture by Professor Galen will be Crouching Tiger, Hidden Dragon, and the wife of the president of Jiangsheng Group is hiding in it. ”

"Is the lady in the VIP seat the wife of Mr. Jiang who has been married for many years?"

"I heard that she gave the latest TV interview, the program is 'Approaching Life', is the news true?"

The flashing lights that came one after another gathered into a strong white daylight, facing the place where Nanxiang was sitting.

Facing the flickering camera, Nan Xiang pulled down his hat in fright, and Professor Galen on the stage also stopped speaking.

There was a baton and shouting, "Stop, stop the illegal filming immediately, who allowed you to enter the venue!"

However, the number of media reporters who rushed in was very large, and the cheers of the field assistants were insignificant.

Some of the spectators in the seats stood up and helped the assistant stop the reporter. There were also many people who heard Jiang Sheng's name, and they were interested as the reporter looked for the "president's wife" in the crowd, and a good speech inexplicably turned into a disaster scene.

"Don't panic, step on it carefully, and leave the field in an orderly manner from behind!"

Many people were worried that they would be photographed by mistake and began to leave their seats.

Nan Xiang stood up in a hurry, and a reporter caught Nan Xiang wearing a hat with sharp eyes, raised the camera and frantically aimed at her to shoot.

"May I ask if you are that Mrs. Jiang?"

"Mrs. Jiang, please take off your hat. ”

"Is it to attend a skin grafting lecture to fix my appearance that I dare not see people?"