Volume Two: Chapter Thirty: The Burdens Are Laid Down
For Selina, she has always looked down upon doctors who examine slaves in the black market. If they were really skilled in medicine, who would examine slaves and earn that meager income?
As far as Selina knows, a doctor in a large hospital must conduct internal department assessments every year, including records of treatment between patients, etc., which are archived in the hospital to facilitate hospital research. Not only is the work complicated, but he is also extremely busy.
This makes many doctors reluctant to come to big hospitals and would rather open their own clinics. Most of these doctors in the black market have average medical skills. They are not wanted by big hospitals and are a bunch of rookies or weaklings in the industry who cannot run small clinics.
Of course, big hospitals also have the advantage of being famous. People tend to believe in famous ones rather than unknown ones. This is the so-called fame effect. In addition to the fixed salary of the hospital, you can also work under the name of a big hospital.
The name of the hospital is more popular among patients when it comes to external consultations, and the consultation fee is relatively high.
These slave doctors in the black market can only tell you vague things if you ask them to examine your body. If you really want to do a comprehensive and careful examination, you must take it to a large hospital for examination, or you have the ability to
Full-time doctors on call.
Selina's department has two resident medical examiners alone, not counting the team doctors who sometimes go on special missions.
"Sir, no need, we will conduct a full physical examination on him." Selina rejected the middle-aged man's proposal.
"Okay! Madam, you can take this child away," the middle-aged man said.
The middle-aged man and the short man turned around and returned to the tent, ignoring Selina and little Barron who had already walked to her side.
Selina looked at the child in front of her again, looked at it for a moment without saying anything, turned behind the child, untied the hemp rope, threw the rope to the ground, looked at the child and said: "Follow them, they will
I’ll take you to dinner.”
The child didn't know who the woman in front of him was talking about. He turned around and looked around, and found that from some unknown time, there were several more people wearing cloaks and masks standing around him, silently.
Silently waiting for the order from the woman in front of him.
"Can I ask you a question?" Little Barron looked up at the new owner in front of him and asked.
"If you want to ask me why I chose you, then don't ask." Selina's cold voice came from inside the cloak.
"Okay! I have no problem." Little Barron glanced at the corner of his mouth and stopped looking at Selina, as if he wanted to talk about love or not.
Ignoring little Barron, he looked at the men in cloaks and warned: "Take good care of this child. I don't want him to be like this next time I see him."
A man's rough voice, nearly two meters tall from the height of his cloak, came out: "Miss, we will take good care of this child."
"Follow them." Selina looked at the little boy beside her and said.
"Okay!" Little Barron nodded and said.
black market outer area
Paul slowly stopped the sidecar. After cleaning the golden-headed monkey at home, he combed the hair, found a clean iron cage, and quickly rushed to the black market with the monkey without even taking a break.
, so as not to miss the transaction.
"Paul, this is the fastest time you've come back." The black market manager who borrowed the car said
The officer looked at Paul who parked the car next to him and said.
"I'm very fast every time, but you don't know it." Paul said after unloading the iron cage containing the golden-headed monkey.
"You must not let those women hear this, otherwise they will dislike you." The black market administrator joked.
"Fuck you! You're the one who will be disliked!" Paul laughed and cursed.
Paul pushed a trolley over from a short distance away, moved the cage with the monkey on it, waved to the black market administrator who was parking the car not far away, and pushed the trolley towards the rare animal area.
Rare animal area
After Paul left, Bob arranged for others to inquire about the female golden-headed monkey in the rare animal area.
During Paul's search for the golden-headed monkey, Bob got news about the golden-headed monkey. Currently, there is only one male golden-headed monkey and one several-month-old female golden-headed monkey on the black market.
The little monkey was also booked out in advance.
There are several female golden-headed monkeys that can be found in the entire London area, but the time may be later than Paul's, and the price they ask is twice as high as the market price, or even more.
The long wait and the lack of good news made Bob's heart feel a little heavy. The few guys who were around him felt the oppressive atmosphere and ran out one by one with excuses.
After searching again in the black market, that is, to check on the animals, Bob was the only one left in the room in a blink of an eye.
Just when Bob was about to become unable to sit still in the house, Paul came back with his monkey.
Sweat appeared on his forehead. Panting, Paul pushed the door open and walked in, complaining: "Boss, you're going to give me a raise this time because I'm tired."
"Where's the golden-headed monkey?" Bob ignored Paul's complaint and asked directly where the monkey was.
Bob doesn't think about how hard Paul works. He only cares about the physical condition of the female golden-headed monkey brought here by Paul. As long as he can satisfy the savage woman, the bonus is not a problem.
"Paul, let's see the monkey first, shall we?" Bob took a deep breath and tried to speak in his calmest tone.
"Okay! It's at the door," Paul said.
Bob nodded to Paul and walked out of the open door.
At the door of the wooden house, there was a large steel cage on a trolley. Inside the cage, an adult monkey was jumping up and down and looking around. It must have been out of fear of the unfamiliar environment, and it was screaming "Zhi Zhi!".
When Bob walked out of the wooden house, he immediately saw a large iron cage surrounded by several guys. In the shadow of the cage, a hairy animal could be seen swinging around, causing the entire cage to shake continuously.
"Take it to the tent at the back." Bob ordered the guys surrounding him.
"Okay! Sir."
Several guys pushed the trolley towards the back of the wooden house. Behind the wooden house stood a large tent, and various strange noises could be heard from the tent.
Bob, followed by Paul, followed several guys pushing the cart into the tent and unloaded the iron cage.
An oil lamp hung high illuminated the dim interior of the tent, but even so, some places were still slightly dark. Various cages were placed everywhere in the tent. Except for some empty cages, the rest could be seen.
There is a dark shadow in the light
Moving around in areas that cannot be illuminated.
Several guys lifted the cage off the trolley, opened the cage, and took the prepared food to lure the golden-headed monkeys to slowly come out of the cage. Bob and Paul stood quietly and watched.
A peach-shaped face, with a pair of eyes that seemed to be shining. The eyes rolled straight, looking at the people surrounding it, as if thinking about how to escape from here. The raised little nose was like
It is an extra small mound on the basin,
The nostrils are as big as holes dug by marmots. The black hair is like wearing a fur coat. The most attractive thing is that the golden hair from the head to the neck gradually turns brown and then
The transition to black is not abrupt at all.
The clerk specially found an oil lamp to increase the brightness in the tent, making it easier for the boss Bob to observe the female golden-headed monkey, from its hair to its pupils.
After a long while, Bob, who breathed a sigh of relief, looked at Paul and thanked him sincerely: "Paul, thanks to you this time, otherwise this transaction would definitely require compensation."
"Mr. Bob, we are friends. I will definitely not stand by and watch something like this happen within my power." Paul said politely.
"Okay! Everyone can relax! I'll treat everyone to a drink after the black market is over." Bob said to everyone present.
The guys present cheered, and after thanking Bob, they gradually dispersed.
"Paul, come with me." Bob said.
"Okay sir." Paul said.
In the wooden house, Bob came in and poured two glasses of water and put them on the wooden table. Paul followed him in and sat across from Bob.
"Paul, how much does Rasfa cost?" Bob said bluntly as he watched Paul sit down.
For Bob, as long as the monkey matter is solved, everything else is easy to deal with. At worst, the business will not make a profit or lose money, but it is better than losing his reputation. He will not let Paul take that person away because of money.
It’s only for monkeys, so I’ll just tell you the price!
"Rasfa gave me a friendly price of 850 pounds. This is because he was anxious to go to the United States, otherwise it would be more expensive." Paul blurted out without thinking, having already thought of the price!
"Paul, this price is still within my acceptable range. If it is higher than 1,000 pounds, I think I will consider it." Bob took a deep look at Paul and said.
Bob is not an idiot. Even though he was a little too anxious at the beginning and lost his mind, as things settled down, he could figure out the problem if he thought about it carefully. It was too much of a coincidence. He needed a female golden-headed monkey.
, a Rasfa golden-headed monkey happened to appear, and by coincidence, this golden-headed monkey happened to be nearby, just in time to catch up on the transaction.
Coincidence plus coincidence, it doesn't look like a coincidence anymore.
Bob had no evidence to prove that Paul had a problem, but his intuition told him that Paul had deceived him. He would definitely gain something if he hired a private detective, but he didn't want to do it. Fortunately, the matter was resolved, and Bob didn't want to pursue it anymore.
.
"Paul, this is a check for 1,100 pounds. In addition to the money given to Rasfa, the rest will be your bonus."
Bob took out his checkbook, took out a piece of paper, filled in the amount of 1,100 pounds, and handed it to Paul on the opposite side.
Paul took Bob's check, knowing that it was a check that could be withdrawn directly in cash, and immediately put it away.