Chapter 1 (1/2)
Zhao dragged his luggage out of the airport.
It's said that foreign people are living in deep water and hot water. They must come to save them in line with the idea of helping the world.
At the gate stood two women, one of whom was Chen's mother, and the other was a white woman who was her assistant, as if her name was Sally.
Chen Yu is an accident doctor. Those who have had medical accidents in China can no longer engage in relevant work in China.
So her mother brought Chen to the United States, which is not difficult for the chairman of a pharmaceutical company.
Of course, in return, Chen wants to donate her own bone marrow when her daughter, Chen's half sister, needs it.
Chen's mother and father divorced long ago, and then went abroad to fight. Now Chen's mother is the head of a pharmaceutical company.
However, it has nothing to do with Chen Yu. They are more like familiar strangers.
Over the years, they have made few connections.
Chen's mother's help is more like a deal.
Of course, their relationship is not bad.
It's not anyone's fault that parents divorced in their early years. It's just because they can't get along. It's so simple.
There is no disrespect for the poor and love the rich, and there is nothing forced by reality.
Then Chen Yu chose to work with his father, which is so simple.
Chen is not the kind of person who lacks maternal love.
”Here's your green card, and your bank card. There's ten thousand dollars in it.”
”Thank you.” Chen took over.
”What else can I do for you?”
”No more Call me when she needs it. ”
Chen's mother nodded: ”what industry are you going to work in?”
”It won't bother you. I have my own plan.”
Plan a fart. Chen Zhu doesn't even know where to live now.
”If you want to go back to your old business, you'd better take a medical license first. If you practice illegally, you will be sent back and put into prison.”
”I see.”
After saying goodbye to his mother, Chen Yu got on a taxi with a salute.
”Where to?” The taxi driver is a black man.
”Help me find a motel, thank you.” Chen's English pronunciation is not very standard.
”Korean? Japanese? Chinese? ”
”Chinese.”
”Hello, my name is Vincent. What are you here for?”
”Escape.”
”My God, are you so dangerous in China?”
”No, something happened to me at home, so I had to flee.”
”Black... Help?”
”Well, I'm a doctor.” Chen Yu replied helplessly.
Chen Yu heard that every black man is a talkative, and Vincent proved it very well.
”Man, can you tell me something?”
”A patient I took over had an operation on him when his family didn't sign the letter of exemption. Unfortunately, he died, and then I became the murderer.”
”Well, it's a sad story. Why didn't the family sign the disclaimer?”
Chen Yu really didn't want to discuss this topic. Did he tell this black man that this is a consistent trick of medical troublemakers, and let him and himself denounce the cold-blooded and merciless Chinese together?