The whole study was quiet.
Feiluo looked at Gu Mang, unable to calm down for a long time.
Gu Mang said nothing, put down the water glass, leaned forward slightly, and sorted the messy books on the coffee table.
"Don't move." Ferro suddenly said, startled.
Gu Mang's hand just stopped in mid-air, he raised his eyelids and looked at him calmly.
Ferro has a very high status in the medical community. To be able to sit in his position is unprecedented.
He has never been so out of control in more than twenty years.
Feiluo stared at Gu Mang's face, half of his soul was floating, and the other half was barely calm, "The coffee table is like this. A little more chaos can restore the environment where you usually study medicine."
Gu Mang raised his eyebrows, "Are you sure?"
She doesn't like mess very much.
Ferro nodded vigorously, "OK, that's it, perfect!"
Gu Mang has agreed to an exclusive interview with him and will naturally cooperate with his request. He puts down the books and materials in his hands and says, "Okay, you can sit down first."
Fei Luo felt a little tense all over and sat back stiffly.
Gu Mang poured more water into his bottomed cup, then leaned back, "Start now?"
Ferro was silent for a moment, and then realized that his mind was still confused, so he said very directly: "Give me another minute to calm down."
Gu Mang hummed, picked up his phone, looked through the messages, and selected a few necessary simple replies.
Philo just kept taking deep breaths.
After a minute, he sat up straight, "We can get started."
In this exclusive interview, Gu Mang’s identity is “chief professor of the experimental class of traditional Chinese medicine.”
Naturally, the interview centered on the purpose and significance of the "TCM Experimental Class" established by Beijing University.
The one-hour interview in the morning is not over yet.
Midway through, Lu Qi asked them to go out for dinner, and the interview was suspended.
It took another hour in the afternoon for Ferro to finish asking the questions he wanted to ask.
Throughout the whole process, Gu Mang's answers were very concise and concise, and he cherished words like gold.
After the interview, Filo turned off the camera and recorder and looked at Gu Mang, "Have we finished talking about business, let's catch up on old times?" Gu Mang: "..."
Although many of her manuscripts would find their way into the United Medical Society through Ferro's hands.
But... there was an old relationship between her and Ferro
Philo took another deep breath, "If your identity is made public, the medical community will explode! Those old guys might be so irritated that they enter the emergency room again, and the whole capital will be shaken!"
Those old professors in the medical field are all treasures in the medical field.
They all have a common god in their hearts - that is the most mysterious master of traditional Chinese medicine in the world!
Every time there is any trace of the miracle doctor, they all act like fans and run out to inquire regardless of their identity.
We need to let them know that the miracle doctor they want to see all day long is in the capital and is still studying at Beijing University.
The cold wind on the rooftop is not enough for them.
Gu Mang's expression was dull and emotionless, and his voice was low, "I still want to be quiet."
Ferro nodded, "That's right. Those old guys are all your ardent fans. If you want them to know your identity, you will be annoyed to death."
It can be seen that Ferro is very familiar with those old professors and speaks very casually.
Both of them are big names in the medical field and have many topics in common.
They each have unique insights into the future development of medicine alone.
Fei Luo chatted with Gu Mang until about four o'clock in the afternoon and got enough reporting information and materials.
He planned to write this interview himself.
"I'll have the photos on the magazine cover ready and send them to you. You choose the one you like." Fei Luo said.
Gu Mang: "It's up to you."
Feiluo wanted to say something more, but looking at Gu Mang's face that could dazzle even a celebrity, he was speechless.
With her good looks, there is no need to choose a photo, any one of them can probably be used as a magazine cover.
"OK." Ferro left with satisfaction.
Thank you for your support,
Happy New Year my dears!
100 hundred book coins! Wish everyone good luck in the Year of the Ox! All the best!
There will be a small update on the 17th!
I hope I can write about Sister Chengge Mang’s baby! !
(End of chapter)