The atmosphere was a little awkward for a while.

Yu Gangan was a little speechless, what happened to her young and factionless?

This Chanel routine lady doesn't look too big, if you really want to talk about age, a Chinese medicine practitioner in her thirties is also a junior medical scholar.

Why didn't she despise herself?

A lady in blue dressed in a hot curl, after hearing Yu Gangan's name, asked with a smile: "It's Gangan, I really didn't expect that I would be so young." ”

Her voice softened her aura.

Yu Gangan hurriedly stepped forward and shook hands with her: "Okay, Doctor Wang." ”

This is Wang Aizhen, a traditional Chinese medicine physician from the city hospital, and President Chen told Tai Gan Gan before that she and the two doctors in the city hospital should communicate and learn more.

Someone next to them saw that they were invitations from the same hospital, but they didn't know each other, so they couldn't help asking, "Haven't we met in one hospital?" ”

"Although Gan Gan was recommended by Dean Chen, she is not in our hospital, Dr. Ye can't come because of something, Dean Chen recommended Gan Gan, although she is young, but she is quite experienced."

Wang Aizhen smiled, held Gangan's hand, and raised Gangan's hand very much between words, hoping that everyone could take more care of Gangan.

Everyone didn't have any doubts about Yu Gangan's age anymore, and they all smiled at her friendly.

There are, of course, exceptions.

It was the woman who wore the Chanel routine just now, and she sneered: "How experienced you are, it's only been twenty years since you were in your mother's womb." ”

Everyone's expressions were a little embarrassed.

There was an old man who smiled kindly: "Young people, they should learn more, and in the future, we should call more young people for such seminars, so that they can carry the banner of the rise of Chinese medicine in the future and let Chinese medicine carry forward." ”

The one who spoke was an old man in a royal blue robe, with a long beard, giving the impression of not being angry.

This is Huang Lao, a famous doctor in Beijing, who is a leading figure in the field of traditional Chinese medicine, and he will not participate in this seminar all the time, but will probably come to a few sessions.

Everyone respects him very much.

When he said this, everyone nodded in agreement.

Yu Gangan smiled at Huang Lao and thanked him: "Thank you, Huang Lao." ”

Huang Lao touched his beard: "Come on, child." ”

The woman in the Chanel suit was a little embarrassed, and glared at Yu Gangan with some resentment.

Yu Gangan looked at her gaze, and his heart was a little unhappy, but there was nothing on his face.

After reporting for duty, Yu Gangan pulled the box and held the books, and followed Wang Aizhen to the dormitory.

Wang Aizhen also comforted her and told her not to care, "There is no end to learning, regardless of age." ”

Yu Gangan waved his hand gently, looking indifferent.

She also knows that she is too young, and she should be humble in front of her seniors, and she will never show her sharpness.

The next day, the opening ceremony of the seminar.

After the leader of the association spoke, everyone had to take a photo together, and the first row sat with the invited medical experts and the sponsors of the seminar.

Everyone is politely giving up their seats, I'll let me come, I'll let me.

Yu Gangan stood in the back row, just in the direction of the door.

She turned her head slightly to look outside, and saw a man in an ink-colored suit, walking elegantly, calmly, with thin lips pursed coldly, and the aura around him was like cold ice that had not melted for ten thousand years, revealing solemnity.

Square...... Fang Zhihan?

Yu Gangan's heart trembled, and he was dumbfounded.

Fang Zhihan, why did he come, did he come to her?

But didn't she leave him a note? She's here to learn, not to play.

How did he still find here?!