The Han doctors crawling on the ground couldn't help but gloat and secretly rejoice.

Glimpsy is because they are not the ones who suffer.

Fortunately, they felt that after representing the Chinese medicine doctor, Takata Fujii attracted a lot of firepower for them. It can be expected that there will definitely be a lot of condemnation and condemnation to go to Takata Fujii, which will greatly reduce the pressure they are under.

Unfortunately, the matter did not make them do what they wanted.

Zhao Yuan suddenly glanced at them and asked, "What do you say?"

The expressions of all the Chinese doctors present suddenly froze.

What gloating and secretly gladness all turned into depression and despair at this moment.

They really wanted to ask Zhao Yuan why they had to do so thoroughly and would they have to kill them? Unfortunately, they didn’t have the courage to ask that, so they could only cry and express one by one in a crying voice: “Han medicine is not as good as traditional Chinese medicine!”

When the last Chinese medicine master finished his statement, Zhao Yuan nodded with satisfaction: "Remember what you said today, and see the Chinese medicine again in the future. Remember to be respectful and polite. If you dare to be as arrogant as before, I don't mind coming to Japan again to compete with you!"

The Chinese doctors were about to cry.

They are now afraid of Zhao Yuan from the bottom of their hearts.

Immediately someone swore to the sky and the earth: "Mr. Zhao, don't worry, we will definitely be respectful when we see Chinese medicine again in the future! This time, you made us realize the gap between Chinese medicine and Chinese medicine, and also made us recognize the identity of our disciples. Those who are disciples, and when they meet teachers, they naturally have to serve them respectfully."

Someone took the lead, and the remaining Han doctors rushed to follow suit, crawling on the ground, making assurances to Zhao Yuan.

Compared with their previous arrogance and arrogance, their attitude was a 180-degree change, which shocked Zhao Yuan. He once wondered if there was something wrong with his ears and had misheard these words from the Chinese doctor.

After confirming that you heard it correctly, Zhao Yuan sighed: "I have heard that you Japanese admire the strong. The more you abuse you, the more you admire and obey. I didn't believe it before, but I finally believe it today."

The Han doctors smiled and did not dare to feel dissatisfied at all. Zhao Yuan was too lazy to pay attention to them anymore, so he turned his head and greeted: "Director Yang."

Yang Jingbo hurriedly came up and asked, "What's the matter?"

Zhao Yuan ordered: "Please take away the plaques they brought, remember to click the number, and don't let them hide them secretly."

"Hao La." Yang Jingbo said with a smile, "I like to collect plaques the most. Especially this is the one that collects plaques from the nine top schools of Chinese medicine!"

He took a few people in charge of logistics and immediately took over the six plaques brought by Takeda Katsuten and other Han doctors. Zhao Yuan, under the burden of Li Chenghao, left the hospital and returned to the hotel where he stayed.

It was not until Zhao Yuan and others left and disappeared, and the Han doctors kneeling on the ground got up. They looked at each other and saw a deep sadness in each other's eyes.

Takeda Katsuto sighed: "Today is the day of shame for my Chinese prescription medicine, and it is also the day of pain for my Chinese prescription medicine! It can be expected that from today on, our Chinese prescription medicine's influence in the world medical community will plummet! Even in the Japanese medical community, it will no longer be as powerful as before. Everyone, prepare to welcome the arrival of the ice age of Chinese prescription medicine!"

At this time, reporters rushed over and surrounded them.

Originally, the reporter wanted to interview Zhao Yuan, but was stopped by the bone girl, Midobi Zhenjiu, because Zhao Yuan was too tired and needed a rest, and they did see Zhao Yuan's weak appearance, so they had to give up.

If the winner has not been interviewed, then we can only wait and see the loser.

The reporters don’t care how frustrated and painful the Han doctors such as Takata Fujii, Katsuto Takeda, etc. are now feeling, and they just throw out a lot of sharp problems.

The Chinese doctors' faces turned green when they heard this.

Damn, how could this be an interview? It’s clearly just sprinkling salt on their wounds, okay!

They didn't want to answer questions, they just wanted to leave here quickly, but unfortunately there were too many reporters, which blocked them tightly, and they were stunning to not leave without answering questions, which almost made them faint.

On the Internet, although the live broadcast has ended, only Japanese viewers left in the live broadcast room, and none of the Chinese viewers left. They were all brushing gifts and chatting against the dark screen, celebrating the victory of the battle of the century! This level of excitement is countless times higher than that of many popular live broadcast rooms that are currently on the air, and it can be regarded as a strange record in the live broadcast industry.

Xihua Medical University, Ma Guotao, Xiao Xianlin and others were cheering loudly. This kind of unrestrained appearance has not appeared on them for many years.

In fact, it was not only them, but the entire Xihua Medical University had become a sea of ​​joy. The students knocked on the basin and sang loudly, celebrating the inspiring victory brought by Zhao Yuan! There were even people who had picked out firecrackers from somewhere and set off on the roof of the dormitory building. In normal times, they would definitely be arrested and punished. But now, no one cares about them, because everyone was celebrating excitedly.

"I want to call Zhao Yuan and celebrate with him!" Ma Guotao shouted excitedly, took out his cell phone and dialed Zhao Yuan's number.

But a prompt sound came from the phone telling him that Zhao Yuan had turned off.

"Why is this kid shutting down the phone?" Ma Guotao frowned, very surprised.

"It must be back to rest." Xiao Xianlin said, "Zhao Yuan dragged his weak body to compete with Takeda Katsuto today. The conditions of Matsushita Kawa and Nobio Yu are very difficult. After he cured these two people, his body was completely hollowed out and he urgently needed rest. If the phone was not turned off, he would not be quarreled to death?"

Ma Guotao raised his hand and slapped his forehead: "Old Xiao is right. I was negligent. Fortunately, I didn't disturb Zhao Yuan's rest, otherwise it would be a serious crime."

Then he said: "Zhao Yuan must have a rest in the past two days, so we should not disturb him. After he comes back, he will hold a grand celebration ceremony for him to celebrate this victory, and at the same time welcome the hero back. Thank him for being a traditional Chinese medicine, the Chinese medical community, and of course, Xihua Medical University, and in the world, it is also for me!

Xiao Xianlin, Liu Mingzhang and other old experts expressed their conjunction: "The celebration ceremony must be held, and it must be done big and done well! Zhao Yuan is our great hero!"

At this moment, Zhao Yuan, a great hero, collapsed on the bed and fell asleep soundly.

He is so tired!

He treated two terminally ill patients in a row, and exhausted all the strength he had recovered by relying on his will. He fell down before he could return to the hotel, which was already the result of his gritting his teeth and holding on. Otherwise, he would have fallen out of a coma in the treatment room.
Chapter completed!