"Before I served as a director, I didn't seem to hold any welcome party."

"Who said no, I still have a lot of patients in my hand. I suddenly notified them to come to the welcome meeting. It's really getting more and more outrageous. I will vote with my feet when I change the term at the end of the year."

"It is said that a national level figure has come."

"Is it Huang Lao's disciple or Gu Lao's disciple? If so, it is absolutely necessary to hold a welcome party."

……

The directors had a lot of discussions. Although everyone seemed disgusted with the welcome party, they still had some interest when they heard that it seemed that there were disciples with national hands.

While whispering speculation, director Wang led Ye Mo in.

"Directors and experts, first of all, thank you for taking time out of your busy schedule to attend today's welcome meeting. Let me introduce you to Mr. yemer, the new director of our association."

As soon as director Wang introduced it, it was cold. All experts look at me and I look at you. They all have an incredible expression. Is this the protagonist today?

It's too young. It looks like you haven't graduated from college.

Seeing this, ye Mo knew that things were not like what director Wang said. He smiled and bowed his hands.

"I'm a junior. I'll ask you to give me more help and advice in the future."

After another half minute of cold, an old expert with gray hair finally spoke.

"Ye Li, right? Who is your teacher? Huang Lao, Gu Lao, or..."

"Neither."

Yemo said that his master Huang Fuzhi didn't like to appear in public. Few people knew him and said they didn't know him.

Suddenly, everyone's face was very ugly. For a hairy boy with no origin, he pulled so many experts to the meeting. Isn't that playing the piano.

People in politics talk about their background, and so do academics. The former values their power, while the latter values your lineage. Ye Mo is not a famous teacher, and he is so young. Of course, everyone despises him.

Traditional Chinese medicine is an empirical discipline. I think you are a boy whose hair has not faded clean, and your medical skills are not much higher. It is estimated that it is the whim of an official who asked his relatives and children to come here for gold plating.

"Which school of medicine are you good at? Vulcan school? Febrile school? Typhoid school? Or Yishui school?"

Someone asked again.

Ye Mo spread his hand and shook his head.

"Neither faction."

After a commotion at the venue, someone could not wait to stand up.

"Now I've met and met people. I have something else to do in the hospital, so I'll leave first."

Then he came to Yemo and left a business card.

"Ye Li, I need to contact more in the future."

He also bited the word "director" very hard, and everyone could hear the teasing smell.

Yemo sneers in his heart, but his face doesn't show anything.

"Sure, sure!"

When someone started, someone followed. In less than a while, most of the meeting room went. The sweat on Director Wang's face came down at the same time. This is a task arranged by old Hua and old Chen at the same time.

He wanted to give ye Mo a good welcome before he made this preparation. Unexpectedly, he became like this.

He looked at the remaining experts with pleading eyes, hoping to give himself some face.

The experts whispered to each other, then collectively stood up and left.

Director Wang's face was extremely embarrassed. He looked at the people walking away and turned his head to explain to Ye mo.

"Ye Li, I'm really sorry. The experts are too busy. Look at this..."

"It's okay, it's okay!"

Ye Mo waved his hand and looked indifferent.

"Don't you already know the experts? The purpose of the welcome meeting has been achieved. Since the experts have left, I'll go back!"

"I'll see you off!"

Director Wang feels guilty and insists on sending Ye Mo downstairs.

As soon as I go downstairs. I found that the so-called people who were busy with things and medical records were chatting at the stairs. It was not embarrassing to see ye Mo bumping into them.

The director with a better temper nodded to Ye Mo as a greeting. Those with a worse character simply ignored it.

Ye Mo is not angry either. He nods to say goodbye and is ready to leave.

When ye Mo was about to leave, an old man in Tang costume came in outside the gate. He looked very happy to see ye mo.

"Good boy, I thought you were going to lie to us again!"

"Old Chen is joking. If I can sit still after receiving your call, my heart will be too big."

Ye Mo's helpless way.

He was going to the provincial hospital to find Chen Xingquan, but the other party caught up with him!

"Old Chen, why don't you say a word when you come? I can't go out here to meet you."

Director Wang saw the visitor clearly and hurried forward to say hello.

At the same time, I was afraid.

I'm a good boy. Fortunately, I'll insist on sending it down this time. If it doesn't happen, as soon as Ye Li tells Lao Chen about his pain, we can pack up and leave!

Director Wang said uneasily.

Who in Guangyuan province doesn't know the relationship between Chen Xingquan and Deng Chuanyang, director of the Department of health?

Regardless of whether the Chinese Medicine Association is only a semi official organization, even if it is a complete non-governmental Health Organization, as long as it is in the health system, you have to listen to the words of the health department!

"Old man, I'm here to check this boy's post. It's not a business. There's no need to meet him."

Old Chen pointed to Ye Mo and smiled.

Yemo had an epiphany immediately after he called last night, which made him very happy!

According to his previous temperament, he had already denounced these retreat things.

"Xiao Wang, it's hard for you."

Because of his good mood, old Chen couldn't help being angry and smiled and thanked director Wang.

"Old Chen, it's my duty to say so."

Director Wang hurried back. At the same time, he was afraid. Fortunately, he did not neglect director Ye. It seems that as he thought, the relationship between director ye and old Chen is not ordinary!

The movement of the three soon attracted the attention of the chatting directors at the entrance of the stairs.

"Why do I look at that man so like old Chen?"

One of the directors frowned.

"Stop talking! It's old Chen!"

The sharp eyed immediately found the abnormality.

The directors were surprised as soon as they looked at it. They hurried all the way to say hello to Chen Xingquan.

Chen Laogang just thought that a group of ordinary doctors gathered at the stairs to chat. Now he looked that he was actually a director of the Chinese Medicine Association, and his face was a little ugly.

"What are you doing here if you don't work well?"

Old Chen frowned.

In his eyes, there is no room for sand. A group of directors don't work well and get together to chat. What's the matter?