The masters of Traditional Chinese Medicine all shivered in unison.
They suddenly realized that challenging Zhao Yuan had been a terrible mistake.
But by now, the words were out. Not only had everyone at the scene heard them, but they had also been broadcast via livestream. They couldn't back down, nor would they be allowed to. They could only bite the bullet and hold their ground. "Then we will await your arrival in Japan, Lord Zhao!"
With that said, the masters of Traditional Chinese Medicine, fearing another incident if they lingered, turned and fled as if their lives depended on it.
Watching their pathetic retreat, the crowd gathered in the hospital plaza erupted in derisive laughter.
This little interlude did nothing to dampen the crowd's high spirits.
Escorted by the crowd, Zhao Yuan returned to his hotel. Kang Fengyu, the chairman of the Chinese Medical Exchange Forum, had already prepared a victory banquet in the hotel restaurant.
