The middle-aged woman was so surprised that she couldn't hide her emotions, but she still politely shook hands with Qiao Nian and said in a more serious tone, "I've read your article. I'm very interested in the techniques you wrote about brain surgery. I've always wanted to contact you to discuss these techniques privately, but I didn't expect to meet you here with Elder Zhong. I'll have to seize the opportunity to ask for your advice later."
"You are welcome."
Qiao Nian has a good attitude.
The middle-aged woman changed her initial indifferent attitude towards Qiao Nian and invited the two to sit down. During the conversation, she mainly asked Zhong Yilu, and also asked Qiao Nian a lot of technical questions about the operation.
Qiao Nian mentioned traditional Chinese medicine to her, the recorded craniotomy surgeries in ancient times, and some herbal anesthetic ingredients that were discovered by traditional Chinese medicine a long time ago.
The middle-aged woman was fascinated by what she heard, as if the door to a new world had opened up to her. She asked Qiao Nian several more questions related to traditional Chinese medicine.
Qiao Nian was very patient when talking about traditional Chinese medicine. He answered her questions one by one and also talked about traditional Chinese medicine acupuncture and rehabilitation, and the treatment effects on diseases such as stroke and polio.
The 5,000-year-old Chinese civilization did not come about by chance, from when Qiao Nian mentioned craniotomy to when he talked about acupuncture techniques to treat hemiplegia caused by stroke.
The middle-aged woman listened more seriously and her expression became more solemn. She even fell into deep thought several times, as if she was thinking about what she heard.
In addition to her, everyone else at the table also heard a lot.
They soon discovered that Qiao Nian was not just a show-off brought by Zhong Yiliu. She was calm and composed. She had a lot of knowledge that they had not touched upon, and she could answer many technical questions fluently... She was a person with real skills.
Hua Ci was sitting among them. At first, she was worried about the embarrassment of Qiao Nian recognizing her, but later she found that Qiao Nian didn't seem to notice her humiliation at all... and then she saw that the whole audience was controlled by the convincing aura of the girl, and everyone's eyes unconsciously followed Qiao Nian.
Her expression became complicated.
Qiao Nian is not a person who likes to show off, and he doesn't speak in a long-winded and talkative manner. Instead, his tone is very casual, even a little careless.
But some people sitting there are like a ray of light, the focus of all attention!
Hua Ci recalled that he had asked this person yesterday with a hint of sarcasm: "Are you a doctor?"
Now I heard the girl chatting coldly and casually with her team leader about technologies in a field that she was not qualified to get involved in.
She just felt like she was slapped loudly in the face where no one could see. No one cared, but it hurt very much.
The meal was a great pleasure for both the host and the guests.
After finishing her meal, the middle-aged woman was still not satisfied and wanted to pull Qiao Nian to continue discussing the previous technical topics and asked more questions.
However, Qiao Nian was not familiar with them and had no obligation to answer their questions. He was just helping Zhong Yilu to repay a small favor.
So when the other party suggested going to another place to continue the conversation, she found a reason to refuse.
Zhong Yilu also suggested going back to the hospital at this time.
Although the middle-aged woman was extremely disappointed, she still politely took a group of medical personnel to send Zhong Yiliu and Qiao Nian out of the hotel, and thanked Zhong Yiliu again for taking the time to have dinner with them.
Qiao Nian helped Zhong Yilu block most of the interruptions at the table. Now he was not interested in listening to the other party's interpersonal communication, so he walked to the side and lowered his head to play with his mobile phone.
It was at this time that Hua Ci found an opportunity to move closer: "Qiao, Qiao Nian."
(End of this chapter)