Everyone was stunned when they saw the big bouquet of roses.

"I'm Dr. Fang."

The flower shop staff handed the flowers to Fang Tong, "This is what a gentleman ordered for you."

Fang Tong frowned, took a step back, and said in a cold voice, "I'm allergic to pollen, take it away."

The staff member was startled, hesitated, and handed the flower to one of her colleagues, reminding her, "There is a card."

Fang Tong asked Qu Nuannuan to take the card.

She looked down and recognized Li Sichen's calligraphy at a glance. She didn't know what tricks he was playing. It said, I will pick you up in the evening and treat you to dinner.

Fang Tong was silent for a while, then threw the card into the trash can.

Qu Nuannuan was startled, "Doctor Fang, aren't you going?"

She glanced at the contents of the card.

It's actually quite romantic to be given flowers. Moreover, there are at least 500 roses, and they are still bright red, which makes people envious just looking at them.

Some patients in the consultation room were also making noises, "Doctor Fang, since you are invited, just go."

Fang Tong just smiled faintly. How could Li Sichen know that Su Zhirou was the one who liked flowers, and she was allergic to pollen.

Because I don’t care, I don’t like it, so I don’t know.

After that, some people sent some luxury jewelry one after another, but Fang Tong rejected them all.

In desperation, she could only call Li Sichen, "Mr. Li, can you stop making trouble? You have affected my normal work."

Li Sichen's voice was deep, "You don't like it?"

"Those are what Su Zhirou likes, not what I like. If you really have too much money to spend, you can give them to her. I think she will be happier than me."

Li Sichen heard the sarcasm in her tone, his brows furrowed slightly, and he wanted to say something else, but the call was hung up.

The words lingered in his mouth, but he could only swallow them by himself.

Fang Tong quickly forgot about the incident. After the operation at noon, she was called to the director's office.

"Director, do you have something to do with me?"

The old director smiled kindly, took something out of the drawer and handed it to her, "This is the ticket for our industry exchange meeting. You can represent our hospital this time."

Fang Tong was indeed a famous doctor with good medical skills and a promising future in their medical clinic, and he valued him very much.

"Many industry leaders will come to this exchange meeting, which is also an opportunity for you to learn."

Fang Tong's eyes lit up and he couldn't wait to take the admission ticket from the old curator. He smiled lightly and said, "Thank you, curator. Do I need to prepare anything?"

The old curator shook his head, "Just go and leave."

"Um."

Being able to go to this exchange meeting is what many doctors dream of doing. Fang Tong felt much better instantly. As soon as he left the director's office, he received a call from Su Zhirou.

Fang Tong pursed her lower lip, and the smile on her face instantly faded. She was silent for a moment. She also wanted to know what tricks Su Zhirou was going to play this time, so she answered the phone, "Miss Su, are you okay?"

Su Zhirou's voice was delicate, "Miss Fang, I hope you will come to participate in my wedding photo shoot with Brother Si Chen. I hope you can give me some ideas."

Fang Tong almost rolled his eyes.

She had never taken any wedding photos with Li Sichen before, so she had a weird idea.

She couldn't help but clicked her tongue and said sarcastically, "Ms. Su even asked her ex-wife to take wedding photos. Are you afraid that others won't know that you are a mistress?"

"I just want you to divorce Brother Si Chen as soon as possible without delaying the two of us. Wait, you said you are your ex-wife?"

Su Zhirou instantly felt that she had discovered some blind spot.

"Are you divorced?"

Su Zhirou's voice was slowly filled with shock.

Fang Tong raised his eyebrows, "Why, didn't he tell you? We have already received the divorce certificate."

Fang Tong felt strange in his heart. After the divorce, Li Sichen didn't tell Su Zhirou immediately?

What kind of trick is this!

Su Zhirou was obviously confused, and she hung up the phone in a hurry.

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The industry exchange meeting was in the evening. Fang Tong got off work early, packed up, and went to the scene.

When Fang Tong arrived at the scene, many people were already there.

Everyone is exchanging cups and cups and exchanging academic issues.

As soon as Fang Tong appeared, everyone started to point fingers.

"Is she the doctor who was on trending searches before?"

"She studied Chinese medicine, but she got into trouble with a patient. I heard that because she was so good-looking, all the people who went to see her for treatment were chasing after her."

"I'm afraid it's not clean to become the attending doctor at such a young age."

Fang Tong couldn't help but pursed his lips slightly as he listened to their words.

It was only later that she found out that the man who touched her was a fan of Su Zhirou, and he was trying to vent her anger.

But he put this matter on the Internet in a embellished way, and everyone thought that she had seduced the man.

Fang Tong pinched her eyebrows, but she didn't care much. She looked up at the medical research project on the big screen, how to effectively treat vegetative patients.

She thought carefully, wrote out the solution, and put it directly on the big screen.

Meanwhile, someone else put the plan on the big screen.

Almost at the same time.

Everyone looked up and said, "The first plan is indeed the best if the acupuncture is done safely, but most people don't do the acupuncture like this. If you are not careful, people will die."

"Although the second plan is more conservative and the acupuncture method is simple, it is actually better when compared like this..."

"No, I think if the first and second methods are used to treat a vegetative person, the vegetative person cannot wake up, and there is no point except hanging on to breathe."

The former's plan is bold and tests technology, while the latter's pursuit of stability can't be discussed for a while.

Until someone asked, "Who wrote the first plan? Will he really perform acupuncture in this way?"

"If you are really capable, why not show it on the spot."

Finally, Fang Tong was found in front of a machine. Everyone asked in confusion, "Did you write the first plan?"

Fang Tong didn't hear their discussion. He was still thinking about the problem and whether he could improve the treatment plan better. Then he was called out and turned his head blankly, "Huh? It's me."

Those who came to the scene were all leaders in the industry, and they were all relatively old.

Seeing that Fang Tong was so young, he couldn't help but wonder, "Is your acupuncture technique really that stable?"

"Doctor Xiao, despite your young age, your ideas are much more interesting and bold." On the other side, the man patted Xiao Nancheng's shoulder and said with a smile.

Xiao Nancheng glanced at Fang Tong, who was surrounded by everyone. She calmly accepted everyone's questions.

Driven by curiosity, he stepped forward to listen.

"Little girl, it is said that doctors are kind-hearted. This method of yours is too risky. You don't treat the patient as a human being at all."

"They are just your test subjects. Do you have any humanity?"