Mrs. Yang was wearing a rose-colored Chinese cheongsam today, and she came over with a smile to take charge of the female relatives.

Mrs. Yang looked very thin and frail, as if she could be blown away by a gust of wind, but her complexion was fair and rosy, a complexion that made all the other ladies extremely envious.

How many cosmetic injections do they have to get to achieve that radiant, dewy skin?

"Mrs. Yang, your complexion has improved a lot in just a few days," a lady from a prominent family said enviously.

Mrs. Yang smiled slightly and gently touched her face: "I've put on some light makeup, but I do feel much better."

“I used to feel tired easily and sleepy as soon as I sat down, but I couldn’t fall asleep when I lay down in bed. Now I feel much more energetic.”

The ladies showered him with praise, and before long, someone brought up the mysterious Dr. Zhou.

Mrs. Yang glanced at her watch, then looked up at the doorway: "They'll probably be here soon."

"As you all know, traffic jams are slower in Kyoto."

"But there's plenty of time. There's still more than an hour before dinner. Please have a seat, and I'll personally introduce you to the restaurant later."

As they were talking, a commotion broke out ahead; it turned out that people from the Kyoto Medical Association had arrived.

Three people from the Medical Association came this time. Among them, Dr. Zhang was the most famous. Dr. Zhang was walking in the middle and was greeting and shaking hands with Leader Yang and other leaders.

Before long, Dr. Zhang walked over to Mrs. Yang.

"Mrs. Yang, congratulations on your full recovery."

After saying that, he looked around. Before Dr. Zhang could speak, one of the doctors who had come with him asked, "Has that young miracle doctor surnamed Zhou arrived yet?"

"I came here today specifically to see that Dr. Zhou."

Upon hearing someone reply that they hadn't arrived yet, a hint of disdain flashed across the doctor's face, while he muttered to himself, "That's really pathetic."

With Dr. Zhang's arrival, some men who were strolling and discussing politics in the sun also gathered around. After being questioned by the doctor and his group, these men realized that Dr. Zhou had not yet arrived.

In fact, it wasn't just the doctors who wanted to see the real face of the legendary doctor Zhou; everyone present was curious about what the young doctor, who was rumored to be a miracle worker, actually looked like.

They heard Mrs. Yang say that Dr. Zhou was very young, but no one had ever seen him to know exactly how young he was!

Seeing that Doctor Zhou had not yet arrived, someone in the crowd sneered, "He said online before that Doctor Zhang was a quack doctor with no real skills. Wasn't he quite confident when he said that?"

"They haven't arrived yet. Could it be that they're too scared to come?"

"Some people who are not very capable are like this. They only dare to make tough statements online, but they become cowardly when they encounter someone with power in real life."

"........"

No one responded, because it was pointless.

No one would argue with Zhou Yi, because there was no need. Everyone present was a respected figure with their own judgment, and arguing in such a setting would seem pointless.

Leader Yang stepped in to smooth things over, saying with a smile, "It's still early."

"My assistant just told me that there are a lot of cars on the road, so Dr. Zhou will have to come a little later."

As soon as he finished speaking, Zhou Yi, led by his assistant, arrived at the hotel's back garden on the corridor not far away. Before he even got close, he heard people talking about "Dr. Zhou".

Zhou Yi naturally knew that the "Divine Doctor Zhou" everyone was talking about was him!

He squeezed through the crowd and walked toward Leader Yang.

No one around him noticed him. After all, he was too young, looking like he was in college. Who would have thought that he was the one who cured Mrs. Yang?

Zhou Yi nodded to Leader Yang, then congratulated Mrs. Yang, saying, "Mrs. Yang, you look much better today. I wish you all the best and happiness every year."

After saying that, he personally presented Mrs. Yang with the gift he had prepared.

It was a jade Buddha statue, a gift that was neither particularly outstanding nor particularly flawed.

After all, given Mrs. Yang's family background, what kind of gifts hasn't she seen?

With Zhou Yi's current medical skills, there's no need to bother collecting rare treasures or elaborate gifts, as that would seem beneath him. So, a simple gift will suffice.

Mrs. Yang had her assistant put the things away. When she saw Zhou Yi, a smile of appreciation appeared on her face: "Was there a traffic jam on the way here? Everyone has been waiting to see you."

"These are doctors from the Medical Association."

"This is Dr. Zhang from the association."

With so many people present, Mrs. Yang couldn't introduce everyone to Zhou Yi individually, but she still wanted to mention the people from the Medical Association, subtly reminding Zhou Yi to pay attention to these individuals.

Following Mrs. Yang's introduction, Zhou Yi looked over and saw Dr. Zhang, dressed in a Zhongshan suit, standing in the middle with his hands behind his back, scrutinizing him with a critical gaze.

The other two doctors were surprised, but after the initial surprise came a frown and disdain: That's it? So young???

"Hiss... Did I hear that right? This is the miracle doctor that Mrs. Yang has been talking about?"

"This, this is also..."

Zhou Yi only needed to look at the expressions of the people around him to know that they thought he was too young!

Many executives noticed that Zhou Yi looked to be only in his early twenties, with fair skin and a sharp, piercing face. Although he was wearing a dignified dark blue suit, his age was still undeniable.

Among his peers, Zhou Yi is perhaps quite steady and mature, which allows him to stand out.

Among a group of people in their forties and fifties, Zhou Yi was as tender as a young seedling that had not yet grown up.

The assembled bigwigs exchanged bewildered glances, unsure of what to do. Even though they were prepared and knew Zhou Yi was young, who could have imagined he was this young?!

Does this person look like they just graduated from university?

Haven't experienced the harsh reality yet?

How could someone like that have such amazing medical skills?

Those who had initially believed in Zhou Yi's medical skills fell silent. They even found the whole thing absurd... Perhaps, the person who cured Mrs. Yang was indeed Doctor Zhang!

However, these powerful families hid their thoughts well; although disappointed, no one dared to mock them.

However, the opposing medical association is a different story. They are all renowned physicians in the medical field, possessing a sense of superiority and pride stemming from their genius.

One of the doctors looked Zhou Yi up and down and said with a smile, "I heard Mrs. Yang say you were young before, haha, you really are young! I wonder if Dr. Zhou has graduated from university yet?"

"Did you study traditional Chinese medicine or Western medicine in college? Who is your teacher? What is his name? Young people should be able to recognize people, and never take a morally corrupt half-baked person as their teacher."

"After all, one becomes corrupted by one's surroundings, so wouldn't those who learn from the corrupt become even more corrupt?"