Saint Eyes: The Magic Doctor

As always, as soon as the plane arrived, Wu Lai left the airport at lightning speed. This time, there were more people at the airport than before. They were waving red flags. There was a sea of people. Wu Lai took one more look and felt that he might even be stripped of his clothes by these people.    

    

"Welcome back, Master Chef!" As soon as they entered the Jishi Hall, Liu Hansheng and the others were congratulating Wu Lai. The attire of the entire Jishi Hall had changed a little. There were many signs of blessing in the Jishi Hall. Especially those few big words.    

    

Master Chef, Wu Lai.    

    

"Wu Lai, this is the decision we made after we found out that you took Master Chef down. Your name is well-known throughout the country, everyone knows about it. In our Jishi Hall, there isn't only a Divine Doctor. There's still another Master Chef in charge!" Liu Hansheng patted Wu Lai's shoulder with a bright face, as if he was the one who took the title of Master Chef.    

    

Wu Lai was modest at first. Suddenly, he thought of a question. "Does everyone know about my return?"    

    

"Doesn't everyone in the country know about it?" Liu Hansheng looked at Wu Lai strangely.    

    

"It's over!" Wu Lai shouted that something was wrong. As soon as he finished speaking, he heard the sound of cars coming from outside the door. Then, he saw a large number of media reporters rushing in.    

    

"Mr. Wu Lai, this time we are fighting for glory for our country..."    

    

Without giving these reporters a chance to speak, Wu Lai instantly disappeared from everyone's sight. He only said one sentence, "Elder Liu, I will leave this place to you. I will go and hide from the limelight first!"    

    

The reporters were still in high spirits. They wanted to get first-hand information from Wu Lai, but they were all dumbfounded by the price.    

    

He ran away just like that?    

    

Sheng Ziling also smiled and disappeared from Jishi Hall.    

    

"It's broad daylight. Did you see a ghost?" A reporter rubbed his eyes and looked at the place where the two were originally standing and asked curiously. Just now, there were still people standing there. Now, only these old men were left.    

    

Liu Hansheng looked embarrassed. He cleared his throat and said, "Everyone, I'm sorry. Wu Lai did not want to show up too much. He made everyone come for nothing. I'm very sorry..."    

    

...    

    

"Brother Wu Lai, you are really afraid of reporters." Sheng Ziling said with a smile when she saw the reporters sneakily peeking at the Jishi Hall.    

    

"Nonsense, this is the scariest group of people in the world. And they are here. I don't even feel safe going to the toilet! " As Wu Lai spoke, he gestured to Sheng Ziling to keep quiet. He pulled her and left immediately.    

    

"Brother Wu Lai, I have to go too. I told Uncle Bu Mian. I will only meet you in France. After I return, I will continue to practice seriously. Now, I should leave. " Sheng Ziling said and kissed his forehead. She waved her hand and left.    

    

Wu Lai did not ask her to stay. He just watched her leave with reluctance in his heart, but he understood that everyone had something they had to do. They could not stay at the same place just because of a little affection.    

    

Just as he was about to express his ambition, his phone vibrated. When he saw the message, he immediately called her.    

    

"Feifei, I'm on my way back now. I'll immediately go back and cook something delicious for you. What do you want to eat? Let me tell you... "    

    

However, there were countless tough men who fell in a gentle village. Wu Lai was no exception.