In the past three days, Ma La had spent her time in anxiety, repeatedly urging Lin Chen to leave, but to no avail.
“When Chinese medicine prescribes medicine, it pays attention to the monarch, his subjects, and his assistants. One hundred and twenty kinds of medicines are prescribed for the king, and they are mainly responsible for nourishing life; one hundred and twenty kinds of traditional Chinese medicines are for ministers, and they are mainly responsible for nourishing the nature; one hundred and twenty five kinds of medicines are prescribed for assistants, and they are mainly responsible for treating diseases.
You must cooperate with your ruler, ministers and envoys."
In the hotel room, Lin Chen kept explaining the knowledge of Chinese medicine to Mara.
Mara naturally benefited a lot, but her heart was not here at all.
She really couldn't understand why Lin Chen still felt like this.
"Dr. Lin, do you have family in China?"
Mara asked.
"People who have wives, grandfathers, mothers-in-law, etc., and of course a child who is about to be born!"
Speaking of children, Lin Chen's face was filled with happiness.
Mara sighed: "You have old and young people in China, why are you working hard here? You are irresponsible to them!"
Lin Chen suppressed his smile and said calmly: "Because of the mission!"
"I am a doctor. No matter who the patient is, even if it is a country, as long as it is sick, I have the obligation to treat it!"
Hearing this, Ma La stood in awe, but then sighed.
Lin Chen is a good doctor who is admirable! Unfortunately, this world cannot be treated by medical skills, but by power and guns! At this time, a call came in, and Lin Chen answered it.
"Mr. Lin, they have already set off. Just as Dr. Lin expected, all personnel are dispatched!"
"Let's get ready to go too!"
Lin Chen hung up the phone, picked up the laptop on the table, and said: "Dean Mara, let's go and pay homage to your family!"
"Lin Chen, do we really want to go?"
Mara knew that Lin Chen had made an appointment with Congressman Roots, but what was the difference between this and surrendering to a trap?
"If you don't want to go, just stay in the hotel!"
Lin Chen smiled.
"I am coming too!"
Ma La knew that the matter had come to this, and she could not escape the relationship even if she did not go.
Tutan Mausoleum is a cemetery located in the suburbs. It is relatively quiet and has a very good environment.
At this moment, a family is dealing with funeral arrangements, and many people are paying homage.
Generally, only people with high status can be buried here, such as nobles and rich people, so everyone who comes here is either rich or noble.
At this time, more than a dozen extended-length Lincolns drove up from the gate of the cemetery, attracting attention.
Not to mention the people in the cemetery, even people passing by outside the cemetery saw it and paid attention.
The extended version of Lincoln stopped, and people in suits began to walk out. They were old and young, male and female, but they all had extremely extraordinary temperaments.
"That's the boss of BB Oil Company, Mr. Wall. Why is he here?"
someone exclaimed.
After all, everyone who can come to the cemetery has status and knows many people from the Eagle Kingdom.
The old man he was staring at was about fifty or sixty years old, but he was full of energy, especially his eyes, which were shining brightly.
And this man is the CEO of BB Petroleum Company, a world-famous company specializing in the production of Shell engine oil and other products.
Moreover, BB Petroleum Company is not only rich, but also very powerful. I heard that it even has armies abroad.
“That’s the general manager of Unilever over there!”
Someone else exclaimed that it is also a large global group that specializes in the production of daily necessities and can be found all over the world.
"That's the president with white gloves over there!"
A trembling voice immediately silenced the scene.
The White Gloves are the largest underground force in the country, and their president is a murderous person. He covers the sky with one hand and controls the entire underground. Casinos, drugs, entertainment venues, etc. are all under their control.
No one dared to speak, for fear of being assassinated by the president.
The president was wearing sunglasses and a suit jacket, but he was naked underneath, revealing a mysterious tattoo.
"The Hill family is also here!"
People were whispering again.
This time, those who came this time were the Hill family, the most aristocratic family in the world, and they were also powerful beings. They were both black and white, and they all gave them face.
Looking at the team, there are many boss-level figures coming, but compared to the previous top giants, they look much bleak.
But in society, a large number of these people still have an upright existence.
Top bosses from business, power, darkness, and various fields arrived and gathered at the gate of the cemetery. They held umbrellas and did not enter immediately, as if they were waiting for someone.
People in the cemetery and on the roadside were immediately curious as to who had the courage to make these big bosses from all walks of life wait.
At this moment, another car came.
This car is amazing. As it drives slowly, a large number of bodyguards are clearing the way. All cars blocking the road are stopped, and passers-by cannot get close to the road.
Looking at the car again, it is an unknown brand, but anyone who sees it can recognize that it is a royal car! The royal cars are all produced in-house and are not sold to the outside world, so not many people know about it.
And the license plate is extremely impressive, it’s 004! That’s the only person in junior high school who can have a 004 license plate! “Could it be?”
Someone subconsciously touched their mouth.
Others' hearts were pounding.
At the same time, the car stopped, and then a middle-aged man walked out. On the surface, he was an authentic Eagle Country man, but his eyes were indifferent, as if he had the power over the world! It was Congressman Roots! Everyone
I felt suffocated, I didn't expect such a big shot to come in person.
You know, except during the election, most of them just watched it on TV.
I saw Representative Roots walking towards the door, surrounded by agents protecting him.
"Congressman!"
When Representative Roots approached, everyone said hello.
"Everyone is here!"
Representative Roots said calmly.
"We're all here!"
"A little doctor from China actually controls our list. No matter what, he can't leave Eagle Country!"
"Don't worry, Congressman, we have blocked the news about this matter, so no one will know about it!"
Everyone continued to talk, especially the president from White Gloves, who even showed a murderous sneer.
A young man named Dr. Lin actually dares to provoke so many big bosses at the same time. Does he really think he is a god? In this matter today, even if China intervenes, it will be useless.
"Then go in!"
Congressman Roots was the first to enter the cemetery, and everyone followed behind.
"Everyone is a big shot with a good reputation. Who are they here for?"
"Is there anyone in the cemetery worthy of their worship?"
"That's impossible. After all, this is not a royal cemetery. It's not worth sending out so many big shots!"
As soon as these big shots left, the people around him finally let out a sigh of relief, and after careful inspection, they found that their backs were covered in cold sweat.
Cemetery No. 109, all the big guys are gathered there.
This is the agreed place, and it is also the tomb of Mara's parents.
There are white flowers placed in the mausoleum at this moment, and it seems that they were worshiped not long ago.
"Are there many of us here to see two dead people?"
Someone said very unhappy.
"This Dr. Lin is deliberately trying to make us lose face!"
Congressman Roots was also a little unhappy, but in order to get all the evidence, he endured it for the time being.