"Hi, hello, this is the American Kang Rui Si Medical Research Center, I am the operator Jenny."
"Hello, Jenny. Uh, I'm Chinese, my name is Xie Wei."
"Oh, hello Ms. Chalvet, how can I help you?"
"It's not Xalvie... I'm sorry, there may be some problems with my spoken English. Well, whatever, do you have a cardiovascular expert named Massman?"
"Oh, you're talking about Dr. Massman. Of course, he works here."
"Okay, I have some questions that I need to ask Dr. Massman. How can I get in touch with him?"
"You need to make an appointment for this lady..."
"Sorry, no offense intended, but I really can't wait and neither can my family's condition."
"Madam, I can understand how you feel... Let me give you the email address of the medical center. You can send your family's specific condition report, and I will forward this email to Massman in the system.
Doc, I think he'll see it soon."
"Okay, thank you, thank you!"
"You're welcome, please write down your email address..."
After hanging up the phone, in the morning, outside Los Angeles International Airport, Tang Chao closed his notebook and stretched. His body, which was a little stiff due to the long flight, suddenly started to rattle.
Turning around, a little blond boy with freckles on his face was holding a skateboard and looking at him blankly. He probably saw the conversation on the phone just now. Tang Chao curved the corners of his mouth and leaned forward, "Hi.
, sweetheart, you should go back to your mother... there are many man-eating monsters out there, Jie Jie Jie!"
Contrary to the sweet and seductive voice in the first half of the sentence, it was hoarse, deep, and decadent. It sounded like an evil old wizard holding a glass bottle of green foam. "Wow--" The little blond boy burst into tears instantly.
He took a few steps back, turned around and ran while crying.
A little bit of bad taste, I hope it won't leave any shadow of childhood, poor baby... He turned his sore neck again, and Tang Chao, who had no sense of the big boy, stepped out of the airport.
After waving his hand to hail a cab, a young black driver reported his address.
"OK, man, get in the car, I know that place. First time in Los Angeles?"
"right."
"So, welcome to the City of Angels! Welcome to the City of Sin!" He stepped on the accelerator and drove out at high speed, "Oh, I'm Rodney, the Devil's No. 1 Receiver!"
Tang Chao twitched his lips expressionlessly. He had been living in Europe and the United States for more than ten years in his previous life. Of course he knew that gringos could enjoy themselves anytime and anywhere: "Rodney, right? From now on, park at the destination.
If you can keep your mouth shut, I think I'll tip you twenty dollars. By the way, I believe in God."
"Eh? Stop joking, man, you're Asian."
"10 USD."
"OK! OK!"
He took care of the black guy with ease. Tang Chao turned his head and looked out the window, his fingers resting on the edge of the car window and tapping unconsciously. Don't get me wrong, this was not admiring the scenery. He had come to Los Angeles often in his previous life, and as long as it wasn't the first time he saw something new,
Under the circumstances, the moon in foreign countries is really not much rounder than that in China. It is even worse than the moon in China when I am tired of looking at it.
He was thinking about how to quickly advance the operation process, doctors, matching heart sources, and jelly beans. All three are indispensable.
The source of the heart, that is, the white guy who committed suicide, has now been confirmed. Judging from the information received from the little fat man, it should be stable. The young man who committed suicide really committed suicide this time.
Xie Wei's side is also easy to handle. In fact, he is already doing it, invading the other party's computer, and when she is searching for relevant disease information, he will let her discover the things she wants to discover by herself, and she will take the initiative to find out the things she wanted to find.
Call for consultation...
Next is the doctor, the famous doctor named Massman. So far, the progress has not been smooth. It is not that the other party refuses to save him, but that everything has a first-come, first-served basis. Like the other party, he is in a certain field.
With the existence of Dada within, there were countless patients coming to seek medical help, and the surgical schedules were all scheduled for several months. It was naturally impossible for the Tang Dynasty to jump in the queue temporarily.
So, he came to Los Angeles...
The traffic in Los Angeles during this period was not bad, but it was probably because he was unable to speak and felt uncomfortable. The black driver wanted to get tips, but also wanted to follow the dynamic rhythm on the car radio and perform a talented rap, so he had no choice but to drive very fast.
, close this order as soon as possible.
Less than half an hour later, the car stopped on a slightly dirty street and said, "Hey, man, we're here, don't forget to tip the damn $20. This is the most uncomfortable stretch of road I've ever run! Oh,
By the way, I think it’s necessary to remind you that although I don’t know why you are here, this is not a good place to visit, especially for Asians like you. Watch your wallet carefully. Of course, that’s not in your head.
At gunpoint."
Okay, it seems that I was indeed holding back a lot of pressure, and before I got out of the car, I uttered such a long paragraph, and it also had a rhythm, like a machine gun with a bullet belt attached and fired.
Tang Chao didn't say anything. If it really lasted for half an hour, it might not be over. He nodded, thanked him, gave a big tip and got off the car.
Looking at the familiar streets and buildings around him, the graffiti on the walls that looked messy with a mix of different styles, and the gangsters smoking cigarettes in twos and threes in the street corners and alleys, Tang Chao smiled silently, and didn't look out like he did in RB in Thailand before.
Check the map and confirm the location, because there is no need. The whole of Europe and the United States is his second hometown. Coming here is no different from going home. He just strolls forward.
The black guy's reminder was indeed a well-intentioned one, but after walking less than two blocks away, at least a dozen scrutinizing eyes peered over at him, both covertly and covertly. Tang Chao didn't pay attention because this was a completely normal thing.
And not all of them have bad intentions, some of them are just surveillance, because he is a strange face and has stepped into their territory.
This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading! Of course, there are also people with bad intentions, but now is not the best time to do it. Robbery also pays attention to the basic rules. Don’t think so badly of the gangsters. They will also look at the appearance.
The body shape and demeanor determine the target. For example, the oriental face of Tang Chao is a good target, but Tang Chao's current figure is not considered thin, and he also has a calm and composed look. It is not considered a rash attack before he has found out the details.
Not to be smart.
A quarter of an hour later, Tang Chao stopped in front of an old apartment building. He looked at the words for rent written in paint on the door and couldn't help but smile again. Nothing had changed, but the paint color was a little darker.
Yes, the Tang Dynasty came here in his previous life, or this was once a hidden hideout for him. In the underground world, it is normal to have three burrows. In his previous life in North America, he had seven or eight such permanent hideouts.
The landlord is a retired veteran. I heard that he has participated in many wars. This is his ancestral home. Only such a person can live here with peace of mind collecting rent.
The renting process went very smoothly. Apart from the instructions not to damage the furniture, the landlord veteran did not say any other nonsense such as not to get into trouble. How many people living here are not in trouble? Fortunately, Tang Chao rented the former third floor
The suite was also the best-decorated one in the apartment building. Of course, the rent was not cheap. Tang Chao estimated that it would only be used for a few days, but he still paid one month's rent.
The room was quite clean. It looked like it had just been cleaned a while ago. It had basic water, electricity and furniture. After a brief cleaning, Tang Chao went out to get a car. It was a black car with all the formalities and license plates. No doubt, as long as you are here,
Having money is not a problem.
What followed was a frenzied shopping spree, including food, drinks, a pile of useful and useless books, and even a game console. I filled the trunk and the back seats with miscellaneous items before I was done.
After transporting these things back, it was already afternoon, and Tang Chao drove out again. This time he went not to a slum-like place, but to a residential area where rich people gathered.
After going around a few times and taking a rough look at the terrain, Tang Chao stopped in front of a small single-family villa. When he got out of the car, he was wearing a baseball cap and a dark gray uniform. He was holding a long box in his hand.
The doorbell rang before.
After a while, a female voice came from the microphone next to the door and asked, "Who are you looking for?"
"Madam, please sign for Mr. Massman's FedEx." He raised the box and motioned to the surveillance camera on the upper right side of the door.
"Hold on."
The double-layer anti-theft iron door opened, and a beautiful woman in home clothes with a bit of Latina appearance said: "Thank you, where can I sign?"
"Just here."
"Okay, um, I'll give you the pen back."
After glancing at the name on the express delivery slip, Tang Chao handed the box over and pushed the other party into the house. He turned over his hand and showed a pistol, raised his finger to his mouth: "Shh... Mrs. Rebecca, if
I'm you, I'm not going to yell stupidly now, am I?"
Rebecca raised her hand to cover her lips tightly, and nodded repeatedly with a panicked look on her face.
"Very good, we've made a good start. Don't worry, I'm not here to steal money." After saying this, Rebecca looked even more nervous, "Well, I'm not trying to steal money either... I just have a small problem.
I need to trouble your lover, Dr. Massman, where is the phone number? Can you take me there?"
"Mommy?" As the two of them were moving, a little boy ran out of the room and looked at the two of them with sky-blue eyes.
"Amy, go back to the room!"
"Don't be nervous, ma'am. He is just a child. You should believe that I won't do anything to a child." Tang Chao, who had completely forgotten what he did at the airport not long ago, put away his pistol and waved, and said pleasantly, "
Amy, your name is Amy, right? You can come to your mommy."
"Are you a kidnapper? Sir, like on TV?"
"Shut up Amy!"
"It's okay, madam." Tang Chao once again comforted the frightened Rebecca. He leaned down and looked at the little boy who was being protected by Rebecca. He thought about it and nodded, "As far as the current situation is concerned,
, I’m afraid so. But I won’t do anything to you like those bad guys on TV. On the contrary, um, do you like to play game consoles?”
"I like it, but I can only play for a while every day and have to go to school."
"Then you're in luck, Amy, I'm here to save you from school and go to the game world to play Super Mario!"
"Really? But you don't have Mario's big nose."
"Because I don't lie, that's why I don't have a big nose... Yeah, you've heard this story, right? He's a very smart kid..."
Standing up and gesturing for Rebecca, who had calmed down a little, to sit down, Tang Chao picked up the phone on the table and pressed the number.
"Hey, Dr. Massman, I'm sorry to bother you again, it's me, the Song who contacted you two days ago... I know you are very busy, but before hanging up, I suggest you look at the caller number and make a decision.