When he arrived at the hotel entrance, Guo Yiping, who ran out to pick them up, spoke and said, "Teacher Tao, you are here, there are too many people coming today."

"Has no one left? Didn't you go to have a meal?" He Jiuliang asked.

"No one left on the phone." Guo Yiping emphasized that he had reported it.

Didn't anyone really leave? Tao Zhijie asked and walked to the lecture hall.

A staff member in front pushed open the door.

The dark crowd inside was like an ant nest, squeezing the huge lecture hall into bread.

When he saw him appear, applause immediately erupted at the scene.

Slap, roaring bombing seemed to lift the roof.

Someone stood up and applauded and greeted him: "Doctor Tao!"

He is an expert in the industry.

Some people stood up one after another and greeted him with a smile.

The applause continued.

People from the National Association looked back and watched the fun, and saw a capital letter falling on the Buddha's face.

What's going on? He heard the applause, something was wrong with these people. Tao Zhijie felt a little alert, especially when he noticed that the eyes of those people in his hospital were not right.

"Please come on stage and tell us about this operation."

Someone closed his hands together and shouted at him enthusiastically, as if a star-chasing clan.

"Yes, we have many questions and doubts and would like to ask Dr. Tao."

Several doctors close to him surrounded him, and there was only an interview microphone in his hand that was aimed at his mouth like a reporter.

What did these people want him to say? The alert alarm in Tao Zhijie's eyes raised a little further.

"Give way to Dr. Tao."

Seeing that he didn't say anything, the people seemed to be unhappy, and they all shouted.

"Let Dr. Tao come on stage to give a surgical speech."

A group of people were impatient, as if the stars were trying to push him to the center of the stage to sing.

When the National Association saw this situation, they turned around and smiled: The Buddha at this time seemed a little pitiful.

So, becoming famous is also a troublesome.

"Doctor Tao, how did you think of using TEE?" Someone was so anxious that he couldn't do it anymore. Before Tao Zhijie could stand on the stage and said his purpose.

Tao Zhijie's eyes sank: It's true, so these people's behavior is abnormal.

He Jiuliang, who was standing next to him, was anxious and thought: If I had known this was the case, should Xie Wanying be brought over? They could not answer the answers to the questions these people wanted to know.

"Wait." Tao Zhijie said heavy, and raised his hand solemnly to stop others from talking, bringing his sense of majesty as a boss.

The questioning at the scene can only be temporarily suspended.

"Get out of the way." Guo Yiping took the opportunity to shout.

The crowd had already made way for a long time, and they were all very anxious.

Tao Zhijie walked from the door to the center of the podium focusing on the spotlight. His face was solemn throughout the whole process, and his eyes were not smiling, which was completely different from the past.

People from the National Association stopped laughing when they looked at the Buddha, and they all wanted to laugh: the expression of this Buddha was obviously forced out.

"Are he afraid that others will ask about her?" Teacher Lu asked with a smile, whispering in Cao Yong's ear.

Teacher Lu, who knows them very well, is ready to say it.

The on-site staff handed the microphone to Tao Zhijie.

There were a lot of people in the audience who raised their hands to ask questions, accounting for almost half of them.
Chapter completed!