Ye Bufan casually pressed Alice's number and called back.
"Dear teacher, have you finally seen my phone?" Alice's sexy and excited voice came from the other side of the phone, "Teacher, what are you busy with? Why don't you answer my call? I thought you didn't want to
Take care of me."
"Uh... Well, I have some things to do at the moment." Ye Bufan was a little embarrassed and quickly changed the subject and asked, "Alice, do you have anything to do with me?"
Alice said: "You are such a teacher. We are going to organize a world medical exchange conference here soon, and we would like to invite you to come and participate."
"I know this. I have already joined the Chinese delegation and will fly to country m today."
"No...no...no, teacher, that's not what I meant." Alice said quickly, "Delegations from various countries are here to participate in exchanges and studies, but you are different. I want to invite you to come and be a teacher to teach everyone.
, let people all over the world see the magic of traditional Chinese medicine."
"Is it appropriate to be a teacher?"
Ye Bufan was somewhat surprised. This was his first time participating in the World Medical Exchange Conference, and he immediately became a teacher. This was indeed a big step.
"Of course it's appropriate. With your medical skills, it's appropriate for anyone to be a teacher. This is not just me, but all the experts from the World Medical Association think so."
Alice has admired Ye Bufan's medical skills to the extreme. In her opinion, this level of medical skills has reached the top of the world's medical community, and she is fully qualified to be anyone's teacher.
Not only her, but also the medical experts who came to China last time also admired Ye Bufan's medical skills to the extreme.
Alice said sincerely: "Dear teacher, I hope you won't refuse us, okay?"
"Okay, I promise you."
Ye Bufan agreed directly.
Being able to become a lecturer of the World Medical Association will definitely promote Chinese medicine much more vigorously than students, which is also a result he is happy to see.
"Well, let's make an agreement. I'm here to welcome you."
Alice's Chinese is becoming more and more fluent, and she even uses the word "blessing".
Ye Bufan hung up the phone and called Yang Zhengdao again.
He thought the other party was calling him to inform him about going to country m. After the call was connected, he said straight to the point: "Director Yang, I am ready and ready to go at any time."
"Uh... Xiaoye, there is something I want to tell you."
Yang Zhengdao on the phone was hesitant, as if he was embarrassed to say something.
Ye Bufan was a little surprised: "Director Yang, if you have anything to say, feel free to say it."
"Well, Xiaoye is like this..." Yang Zhengdao swallowed, adjusted his words, and continued, "You don't need to go to this World Medical Exchange Conference. The Chinese Medical Association rejected my recommendation.
"
Ye Bufan was also quite surprised. With his medical skills, he was definitely at the top of traditional Chinese medicine. In addition, the director of the General Department of Health personally recommended him, so there was no reason for him to be rejected.
Seeing that Ye Bufan didn't speak, Yang Zhengdao thought he had been hit, and said quickly: "I didn't expect this. That guy Pan Guangfa didn't know what medicine he took wrong, and he will not let you participate in this event.
The Chinese Medical Association is a non-governmental organization, and I can’t impose requirements on this kind of thing, so I’m sorry for you this time, I’m really sorry.”
The reason why Yang Zhengdao failed to speak several times was because of this reason. He really couldn't say anything.
Originally, I made the first call, vowing to recommend him to revitalize traditional Chinese medicine, but he was rejected.
This made him, the Director of the General Department of Health, look a little confused, and he felt even more sorry for others.
Ye Bufan has now been invited to be a lecturer at the World Medical Exchange Conference. Naturally, he will not take the qualifications of a student seriously. However, Yang Zhengdao's words caught his attention and he asked: "Director Yang,
What do you think the name of the president of the Chinese Medical Association is?"
"My name is Pan Guangfa." Yang Zhengdao thought Ye Bufan wanted to express his dissatisfaction, so he continued, "He used to be quite normal, and he had a good relationship with me.
I don't know what happened suddenly this time, but everyone else accepted it, but refused to let you join this delegation.
Xiaoye, don't take it too seriously. If you don't deal with this kind of thing, it won't go away. After all, you are still young, and you will definitely have opportunities in the future..."
"It's okay, Director Yang, don't worry, I don't have any ideas."
Ye Bufan already understood why Pan Guangfa refused to join him. He had seen in the information before that Pan Guangchen had a younger brother named Pan Guangfa, but he did not check his personal information in detail at the time. It seemed that he was the Chinese Medical Association in front of him.
President.
He didn't hide anything and said directly: "I just received an invitation from President Alice to be a lecturer at the Medical Exchange Conference this time. Otherwise, I would like to tell you that I will withdraw from this delegation.
.”
"Really, that's great..."
Hearing the news, Yang Zhengdao laughed happily, "I believe Pan Guangfa's expression will be very exciting when he teaches at the World Medical Association."
Originally, at Yang Zhengdao's level, he rarely openly gloated over misfortunes, but today he was really angry at Pan Guang and couldn't control his emotions at all.
"Xiaoye, do your best, our Chinese medicine team will rely on you from now on..."
He encouraged him a few more words, and then hung up the phone happily.
Since he was rushing to Country M by himself, Ye Bufan didn't have to wait for anyone else. He asked Su Ruyue to directly apply for a route, notify his private plane to prepare for departure, and then drove to the airport.
As soon as I arrived at the intersection of the airport, I saw a group of people gathered there, seemingly arguing about something. There were more than a dozen old Chinese doctors including Wang Xuande, Cao Xinghua and Lou Baiming.
I looked at the people next to me again. I was led by a middle-aged man, followed by Pan Hao. The eyebrows of the two men were very similar.
He immediately guessed that this person was Pan Guangchen's younger brother Pan Guangfa, the leader of the Chinese delegation this time.
Beside them were a dozen young people, all in suits and ties, who seemed to be other members of the delegation.
Cao Xinghua held a ticket in his hand and said angrily: "President Pan, we old men are old and have to take a flight for more than ten hours. Why did you book economy class for us? And you young people?
They’re all first class, isn’t that fair?”
Pan Guangfa frowned: "What's the fuss about? There are only so many air tickets, and the number of first-class cabins is also limited. How is it possible for everyone to sit there?"
Lou Baiming said dissatisfied: "Even if the first-class seats are limited, they should be given to us old men first. Why should they be given to you young people first?"
Pan Guangfa's face darkened: "I wonder if you students of Chinese medicine take yourselves too seriously. It's already great that you can attend this World Medical Exchange Conference, but you dare to mention it to me.
condition."
A middle-aged doctor next to him said: "That's right. When they invited our Chinese delegation, they invited Western doctors. What does it have to do with you Chinese doctors?
What can you do if you go? Are you going to teach others how to pretend to be a ghost? How to deceive others?"
This person’s name is Zhang Jie, a respiratory medicine expert and a boycotter of traditional Chinese medicine. He looks down on traditional Chinese medicine from the bottom of his heart.”
