Yang Jingbo nodded and said, "You are right. Behind this matter, it is really the Han doctor who is promoting the fire. The higher your fame is raised and the stronger your strength is praised, the more you can relieve their pressure. Once the Japanese people recognize your identity as the "medical saint", the Han doctor who is defeated by you and can even be circulated as a good story!"

"I'm afraid it's not just that?" Zhao Yuan snorted coldly and said, "The Chinese doctors don't give me any effort to praise me. It's not that they want to praise me! Medical Saint? A generation of miracle doctors? The king of traditional Chinese medicine in the new century? Which of these titles is not jealous?"

"You are right. There are already some public opinion on the Internet that question you. This is caused by the Japanese media over-praising you. I am very happy that you remain calm and not confused when facing the beating."

Yang Jingbo looked at Zhao Yuan, his eyes full of appreciation and satisfaction.

He originally planned to pour some cold water on Zhao Yuan in this matter so that he could calm down and not be too proud. Now it seems that his worries are redundant, and Zhao Yuan is even calmer than him.

"This child's mind is really too mature. He doesn't look like a young boy in his early twenties at all." Yang Jingbo sighed in his heart. How could he know that as a practitioner who has entered the innate realm, Zhao Yuan's mind is not comparable to that of an ordinary person?

Zhao Yuan packed up and, with the help of Li Chenghao and Gunniao, went out with Yang Jingbo and headed to the restaurant.

On the way, Yang Jingbo said again: "For the Japanese media's flattery, the school means that you will send a statement to deny it. What do you think?"

"There is no need." Zhao Yuan shook his head, "Even if I issued a statement, the Japanese media still praises the same. Those who want to hate me will still be the same. Since that's the case, why bother to do this? The old saying goes, 'It's a mediocre person'. Whoever likes to be jealous is jealous. If anyone is dissatisfied, he will come to me to compete for medical skills, and I welcome you too!"

These words were full of domineering, which shocked Yang Jingbo. After several minutes, he shook his head and smiled bitterly: "I just praised you for your meticulousness in my heart, but I didn't expect that you would become frivolous in the blink of an eye."

Zhao Yuan smiled and said, "I am not frivolous and indifferent to a young man. I am still young, so it is normal for me to be frivolous."

He still has nothing to say.

As a practitioner, what he needs most is the spirit of drawing the sword, and what he fears most is the fear of retreating. After all, the path of cultivation is full of difficulties and thorns. If you retreat a little, you may completely inseparable from practice. Such a spirit makes Zhao Yuan face difficulties when encountering problems in his daily life, rather than avoiding and circumcision.

Seeing that Zhao Yuan was firm in his attitude, Yang Jingbo didn't have much advice, so he could only think about it and start from other aspects to minimize the bad impact for Zhao Yuan.

Because Zhao Yuan was weak, he didn't go far and found a relatively famous restaurant near the hotel. In addition to Zhao Yuan, Yang Jingbo and others, the logistics team sent by Xihua Medical University and the reporters interviewed by Ye Pei and other teams were also invited.

When everyone saw Zhao Yuan, they kept congratulating each other. Ye Pei took the opportunity to make a request: "Student Zhao Yuan, you have to take the time to ask me to give you an exclusive interview! You have single-handedly beaten up the Chinese doctor, which has become the most popular hot news in the past two days. The hot topics of our TV station are about to be blown up by the audience. Everyone has prepared a lot of questions and want to ask you to answer them personally."

"No problem." Zhao Yuan agreed very readily, "When my health recovers better, I will come to your interview."

Ye Pei was overjoyed: "It's great, we have made an appointment!"

At this time, the waiter came up with the menu. When she saw Zhao Yuan, she was stunned at first, then rushed to Zhao Yuan and whispered Japanese. Zhao Yuan couldn't understand it, so she could only see that she was very excited.

Zhao Yuan could only turn his head and ask the bone girl: "What did she say?"

The bone girl translated: "She was asking if you were Zhao Yuan, and she also said that she was your fan and admired you very much..."

"She is my fan? Isn't it wrong?" Zhao Yuan looked stunned.

Logically speaking, he beat the Japanese proud Han doctor to the face. Even if this Japanese waiter doesn't hate him, he will never have a good impression of him. Why do he worship him as an idol?

Before the Bone Girl could ask him a question, the waitress's excited reaction attracted the attention of others in the restaurant. For a moment, screams such as "Zhao Yuan", "Zhao Sang", and "Chinese Medical Saint" sounded one after another in the restaurant. Many people who were dining here ran over excitedly and asked Zhao Yuan to sign and take a photo. In the end, the restaurant owner rushed over with the waiter and protected Zhao Yuan and the others into a VIP room, which allowed Zhao Yuan to get rid of the enthusiastic "fans".

Before Zhao Yuan could take a breath, the restaurant owner took out his camera and signature book as if he was a magician, smiled shyly, and asked Zhao Yuan in Chinese, "Mr. Zhao, can you please sign an autograph and take a photo with you?"

Zhao Yuan met his request, which made him very satisfied. He waved his hand and said, "Mr. Zhao, and friends, I'll treat you to this meal today. You can order whatever you want."

"Forget it, I have a big appetite. Don't be told that I was deliberately trying to take advantage of you." Zhao Yuan waved his hand and declined.

The restaurant owner is very good at speaking: "Mr. Zhao, the more you eat, the more our dishes are to your taste. This is the biggest compliment to us!"

He insisted on treating the guests, so Zhao Yuan stopped being polite. He ordered a lot of food in front of him, which made Ye Pei feel embarrassed: "Isn't it good to order so much? We can't finish it."

Yang Jingbo had seen Zhao Yuan's appetite and said with a smile: "Don't worry, these things will definitely be eaten. It seems that Zhao Yuan is really exhausted and hungry, and his former big appetite has also come back."

The restaurant owner was also shocked, but after all, he was knowledgeable and did not show any dissatisfaction. Instead, he said diligently that he would arrange the best chef to cook food for Zhao Yuan and the others.

After the waiter and the restaurant owner left, people talked about what had happened before, and they couldn't understand why those Japanese people would like to pursue Zhao Yuan as an idol.
Chapter completed!