In the conference room, a red silk cloth bore the inscription, "Warmly welcome Professor Wiggins, an expert in American hepatobiliary surgery."
At that moment, there seemed to be a translator present as well.
Before Chen Gong entered, a man in his thirties with a neat suit, handsome appearance, and a face full of goodwill smiled and nodded at Chen Gong.
"Hello."
"Welcome to our symposium."
The other party's smile, full of goodwill, made Chen Gong unable to help but return the gesture with a slight smile of his own.
"Hello."
The other person said with a smile, "Are you a patient's family member?"
"Just in time, today's Professor Wiggins is a top-notch expert in American hepatobiliary surgery, and it wasn't easy for our hospital to invite him over, even with a large investment."
"However, he will only be staying for a week, so make the most of it."
After speaking, he even gave Chen Gong a small gift.
Chen Gong was somewhat flattered, "Thank you."
