"Alright, as long as there are no problems." Sophie Wilson felt relieved, "Let's do it this way, when they fax back, don't forget to make several copies, bring them with you to the symposium."
"Okay." The Dean realized he didn't know what else to say beyond this word.
After hanging up, the Dean vigorously rubbed his face and immediately arranged for someone to draft the invitation documents.
Looking at the invitation documents with all those familiar doctors' names, he felt his blood pressure rising uncontrollably, feeling a bit dizzy.
Will these people really respond?
The Dean checked the time, even though it's daytime over there, it will take a few hours before there's any news.
Never mind, he decided to wait it out at the hospital today.
Who in the hospital couldn't work overtime?
The Dean sent the fax, then leisurely went to the break room to brew himself a cup of tea, standing in the hallway and looking out at the already lit street lamps.
