I, Doctor in the US-Chapter 330 - 329: Runren Rolled into the United States, Overtime and Blood Draw!
"At the moment, the biggest issue is that the pandemic is still being covered up."
"My best friend, are you saying the United States Government is covering it up?"
"Hank, it sounds a bit strange for someone like you to say that."
"Strange? Haha... I don't find it strange."
"Alright then, since you've put it that way, we can continue our conversation."
"Of course! We must continue the conversation, and actually many people are feeling this now."
"Yes, indeed, in fact, it's hard to keep such things hidden even if you want to."
"I'm really..."
"Let's not get into that right now. For the moment, what I can do... is actually all illegal."
"I understand! But I absolutely support you! And I also believe that many other people will support you too!"
"That's good."
Zhou Mo Sen met with Hank once again at the tavern.
They talked about many things.
The focus, of course, was on Chen Ming's situation.
This person is too strange.
Not strange in a personal way, but rather the person themselves is strange.
Understand?
Alright, this is indeed a bit hard to grasp.
But actually, it's not that difficult.
Hank found Chen Ming strange, naturally because this guy was still working at that time.
This scene really shocked him.
Even putting aside the fact that he was growing illicit goods, let's just look at Chen Ming as a person.
In a situation where almost all colleagues were either sick or in poor health.
Chen Ming chose to keep working!
How could Hank not be shocked at that time?
Even when he told Zhou Mo Sen, Zhou Mo Sen also... to be honest, he was more helpless.
We might say, with that kind of drive, isn't there something better to do back home?
But, Zhou Mo Sen also understood very well.
Looking at many renowned emigrants later, they collectively displayed a certain quality.
Complaining endlessly at home, yet working diligently after going abroad.
That complaining, it's hard to describe.
Especially with some very particular examples.
Like those who wrote novels at home, earning money effortlessly, had decent families, kids, and everything.
Yet, continuously complained online about how bad everything was at home.
How there was nothing good.
Then, after much toil, they arrived in the United States.
And took on jobs like delivering food... or various work that sounds inherently tiresome.
However, still insisted on saying how great the United States is.
No matter how much suffering they endured, even if it's completely different from the leisurely comfortable life back home.
They still kept proclaiming how wonderful life in the United States is!
The key point is, this isn't just one or two people.
It can be said to be the collective expression of most emigrants.
Actually, based on what Zhou Mo Sen saw later, merely from a medical perspective.
To be frank, these people are truly sick.
Note, this isn't an insult, it's a normal description.
They are patients.
Physically, medically, they are patients.
It really isn't an insult.
Unfortunately, Zhou Mo Sen is not a psychologist, nor does he wish to treat those patients.
For patients like this, the best treatment is actually like this.
Let them have what they want, let them personally go to the place they wish and live according to their own thinking.
Let them wish as they wish.
That would be enough, as for the rest, it's unnecessary to bother about them.
Or, in this era of advanced communication, they can be observed.
Interestingly, this observation is built on their own initiative.
This initiative, of course, refers to the information they post on social media themselves.
Some are simple statuses like pictures or text.
Some are videos.
Later, this trend spread widely on the internet, especially in our domestic network.
The so-called electronic pets, were thus formed.
When a donut picked up a donut and took a bite, at that moment.
It became art.
Dr. Zhou was merely an observer of these.
And now, he seemed to have seen a living sample.
This was much more real than what came thereafter.
Subsequent pets could only be seen online.
Moreover, due to work and the circles he moved in, it was difficult for Zhou Mo Sen to encounter compatriots who had emigrated.
So, Chen Ming indeed brought many thoughts to Zhou Mo Sen.
Especially Chen Ming's current behavior, it evoked a feeling of 'reminiscence' for Zhou Mo Sen.
Everyone else fell ill, yet you kept working overtime.
What is that?
That's rolling!
Just rolling with problems in both time and space.
And on top of that, the character of emigrants.
Zhou Mo Sen also had no way, he knew he couldn't 'cure' these people.
Therefore, he even focused on talking about this pandemic with Hank.
Which did surprise Zhou Mo Sen, but not really unexpectedly.
This DEA captain Hank didn't trust his government too much now.
Mind you, the DEA is directly under the United States Department of Justice.
Hank should have at least one quality.
Loyalty!
However, right now, it is quite obvious that he can see clearly.
There's a pandemic, and it's significant!
But unfortunately, no one mentions it, meaning no one wants to lift the lid on it.
Hank, at this moment, must be angry.
He is dissatisfied with this United States Government; he is dissatisfied with his superiors.
He might also be dissatisfied with this society...
On the contrary, Zhou Mo Sen was advising him.
Because he had seen this kind of situation too often.
Actually, it's not just the later pandemic.
When it comes to the United States, the act of covering up a pandemic is deeply embedded in its DNA.
Just like that global pandemic originating from Texas but called the 'Spanish Flu.'
See, how well it was hidden.
Spain took the blame, didn't it?
As for the truth… haha, in such an anti-intellectual society, who didn't hear the name Spanish Flu and took it at face value regarding responsibility?
And there were many more after that.
The United States, as a country, is really skilled at concealing things.
So... let's talk about the key point.
"Can blood serum be effective?"
"Most likely, yes. However, it seems this pandemic isn't so severe."
"So it's not fatal?"
"The probability of it being fatal isn't very high."
"But doctor, I've indeed seen quite a few people fall."
"Given the current situation, what we can do is probably just it."
He, of course, referring to Chen Ming.
Hank thought for a moment and nodded.
The DEA captain fully understood Zhou Mo Sen's meaning.
This pandemic will claim lives, perhaps not many, but it will still claim lives.
And for those who might die, what Hank and Zhou Mo Sen can do is draw blood from someone like Chen Ming, who recovered.
By doing this...
Zhou Mo Sen emphasized again.
"This is indeed an illegal act."
"Hmm."
Hank nodded.
The captain made the decision, and he planned to use his authority to release Chen Ming.
This actually was fine, because Chen Ming was obviously not the main perpetrator.
But it wasn't just a simple release.
As Chen Ming exited the DEA's police station, he was immediately pulled into a car by several strangers.
"1000 US Dollar for drawing blood."
Chen Ming was baffled, but the 1000 US Dollar was too tempting for him.
Fine, let it be drawn.
He didn't resist at all; in fact, even after the blood draw and receiving the 1000 US Dollar, Chen Ming was quite happy.
Throughout the process, Zhou Mo Sen did not participate, it was the Bloodline Gang at work.
But he was observing.
And after seeing Chen Ming's smile.
Zhou Mo Sen inexplicably thought of Mr. Lu Xun's words.
Grieve for their misfortune, anger at their indifference.
However, Zhou Mo Sen wasn't angry.
Just like watching a donut or Ah Wang... who would get angry?
PS: A little truth.
The Black Car found that recently the book reviews have quite a number of people cursing me or this book, and their common feature is generally 'apprentice.'
And their points on criticizing this book are very vague, generally applicable to any novel out there.
Actually, I believe everyone reading this far can fully understand this book.
The line from the synopsis should also be clear now.
What this book depicts are all events that happened in reality.
The truth is the sharpest blade.
I, the Black Car, seem to have poked at some individuals or groups.
Rest assured, I will continue writing.
Of course, those annoying reviews, I'll delete them, though not often, so please bear with me.
