Gong Daizhen's departure left Zhang Zhixin sighing.
Had he really joined the National Association of Plastic Surgeons?
The thought was somewhat unbelievable.
He looked at Qin Xiang and Yang Tao, with a helpless expression, and said, "Director Yang, didn't you say that Chairman Gong was the reinforcement invited by An Jing?"
Yang Tao gave an embarrassed smile. "I was just worried about you. After all, we both run plastic surgery hospitals and could inevitably attract trouble. I wanted to give you a heads-up."
Yang Tao also ran a plastic surgery hospital and had thought a lot about these concerns.
Qin Xiang smiled. "Chairman Gong is very capable. She was among the first in our country to engage in aesthetic plastic surgery. Like me, she used to specialize in dermatology. Later, when the government established the Association of Plastic Surgeons, she was called upon in a crisis and switched to this industry."
