"Sir, how do you feel?"

"Friend, what happened to you just now?"

"How do you feel now?"

"Sir, do you have any illness?"

“…”

When the young man faced the reporter's question, his face was full of a stunned look.

He just lost consciousness after falling down.

He just felt like he was going to die and was very uncomfortable.

Looking at the reporter who asked him, the young man asked.

"Wait...can you tell me first, who saved me?"

Facing young people's questions.

In an instant, everyone's eyes looked at Qin Hao.

The young men also followed their gaze.

When he saw that the person who saved him was Qin Hao.

Suddenly, I couldn't stop being excited again.

"Qin, Master Qin Hao..."

The young man stuttered and said, "Did you save me?"

Qin Hao smiled faintly and nodded, "You're welcome to be a trivial matter."

"I..." The young man heard Qin Hao admit it in person, his face turned red again.

Then he knelt down in front of everyone and kowtowed three times.

"Thank you Master Qin Hao for your life-saving grace."

"If Master Qin Hao hadn't taken action, I'd be dead."

"Thank you very much."

Qin Hao enjoyed the young man's bowing safely, and had no intention of refusing at all.

He saved his life by himself, and he could bear the kowtow.

What else should the young man say when he can stand up behind him.

But those reporters can't wait.

They are now eager to know what he felt after being treated by Qin Hao.

This is very important.

The martial arts masters took action to save people, and there was also a mysterious white mist.

They need to know clearly.

And only by understanding clearly can they write the explosion news.

Maintain the default order of interviews with Qin Hao before.

Southern News reporters took the lead in asking questions.

"Sir, how do you feel now?"

"Are you feeling any other after being treated by Master Qin Hao?"

The young man looked at the reporter of Southern News and replied.

"I feel very good now, and there is no discomfort."

"Even the heart is a little more relaxed than before."

Qin Hao's face was very calm when he heard this.

Nothing fuss at all.

Because this is the most normal imagination.

He used the only internal energy in the world to treat heart disease for young people.

Even in my own world, something illusory.

If there is no such effect, it is unreasonable.

Then, Shark Media reporters continued to ask.

"Sir, do you have any medical history before?"

"Why did it suddenly happen?"

The young man nodded.

“Yes, I have always had a history of heart disease.”

"I can't do stimulating things since I was a child, otherwise I may have an illness and death at any time."

When everyone heard the young man say this, they immediately felt relieved why he had fallen to the ground before.

The next reporter continues to ask questions.

"Sir, since you have a history of heart disease, why do you still appear here?"

"You know, national martial arts also belongs to the fighting category and belongs to intense sports."

"Do you have any special reasons?"

Speaking of this issue, a light shines in the young man's eyes.

"I have had heart disease since I was a child, so my family doesn't allow me to do too intense exercise."

“Even running is not good.”

"So, my life is basically staying at home."

"What I can enjoy is to watch movies and TV series."

"Maybe it's because I can't move. I especially love martial arts movies."

Speaking of this, a self-deprecating smile flashed across the young man's face.

"I yearn for their chivalrous and righteousness, and I envy their agility and elegance."

"From that moment, I fell in love with the Chinese martial arts."

"I don't know if this is my comfort."

"But I really love it, I can say it clearly."

"I used to love, but now I love it."

"However, in reality, the decline of national martial arts and emerging fighting is on the rise."

"There is even a trend to squeeze national skills out of our China."

"I'm very sad and unwilling to..."

"As Chinese, why should we like foreign things?"

"Of course, I don't mean to criticize it here. What I want to express is that national martial arts is something passed down from our ancestors of China."

"Even if some people don't love them, they don't need to slander them, right?"

"Yes, some people cheat money under the guise of national martial arts."

"But that's a liar's problem and it has nothing to do with national martial arts."

"You just need to hate the liars, why do you have to hate this national martial arts together?"

The scene was quiet.

Emotions that seem to be infected by the words of young people.

However, there was another scene in the live broadcast room.

"Haha... what you said may be correct, but this is the fact. If the Chinese martial arts are not good, things that cannot be done should be eliminated."

"That's right, it's just an angry young man... I think he is the actor who was deceived by this shit Master Qin."

"Shut upstairs, what about you? What's wrong with the Chinese martial arts? Why can't the things passed down by our ancestors do?"

"That's right, when my ancestors killed the enemy and spread the battlefield, didn't they just use national skills? They were the trash who forgot their roots."
Chapter completed!