chapter 2 mysterious doctor

"Sorry, everyone, I'm a little tired now and want to take a rest."

Harbinger Campbe was stunned for a moment. He knew that there would be some trouble when he came out. He had experienced this more than once before, but he didn't expect that this time there would be such a battle.

But immediately, he regained his composure, raised his head and said calmly.

"Okay, okay, doctors, Dr. Nash has just finished the operation and is a little tired. Please don't embarrass Dr. Nash."

Seeing that those people still looked unwilling and wanted to continue to pester, the director of the hospital, who felt Harbinger Campbe's fatigue and was already familiar with Harbinger Campbe habits, quickly took the initiative to speak out and stop the crazy doctors on Harbinger Campbe's behalf. .

"Branc, Dean Blanc."

Harbinger Campbe cast a grateful look at the dean.

"You're welcome, this is what I should do, Dr. Nash. Our first phase of cooperation has been completed. Our cooperation has been very pleasant. I hope that we can continue to cooperate in the future. I wonder what Dr. Nash thinks? "

Feeling the gratitude in Harbinger Campbe's eyes, Dean Branc showed a happy look on his face, waved his hands repeatedly, and looked at Harbinger Campbe with a look of inquiry on his face.

Although Harbinger Campbe's surgery fee was surprisingly high, which made him feel very sad, the success rate of Harbinger Campbe's surgery was also surprisingly high. So far, they have cooperated five times without failure, which has brought great benefits to the hospital. The benefits are also huge, so he naturally doesn't want the cooperation to be interrupted like this.

"I'm sorry, I'm afraid this will disappoint Dean Branc."

Harbinger Campbe shook his head.

"Ah, why?"

Branc suddenly became anxious.

Through Harbinger Campbe's several surgeries, he deeply understood how powerful Harbinger Campbe's medical skills were. If he could "Is it because of the money? If it's the price, we can still discuss it."

A look of disappointment flashed in his eyes. After several contacts, he had already felt that Dr. Nash, who did not look very old, seemed to have a kinder personality and was easier to talk to. Therefore, he raised that question , hoping to directly discuss the future cooperation with Harbinger Campbe. In this case, some costs might be reduced. Unexpectedly, Harbinger Campbe directly said that he would not discuss it, which directly dashed his good hope.

Thinking of the shrewd and greedy old man named Nasy in Harbinger Campbe mouth, Branc felt a headache. He could even imagine that the second phase of cooperation might not be so easy to negotiate. He was about to be stabbed severely again.

"Please tell Mr. Nasy that I will remit the remaining fees to his designated account as scheduled."

"Okay, Branc, Dean Blanc, I'll take my leave now."

Harbinger Campbe nodded, then turned and walked towards the hospital door.

"Dr. Nash!"

But just when Ye Xiu had just taken a step, a somewhat urgent shout suddenly rang out.

Um?

Harbinger Campbe turned his head and looked in the direction of the sound with some confusion.

"Dr. Nash, can we see your true face?"

The person shouting was a doctor who came out of the operating room in a hurry. He was the first deputy with an Asian face that was rare in this hospital.

Feeling Harbinger Campbe's gaze on her, her already anxious and nervous face suddenly became more nervous, but she still mustered up the courage to say what she wanted to say.

Upon hearing her words, the other doctors' eyes suddenly lit up and they all turned towards Harbinger Campbe. Even Dean Branc looked at Harbinger Campbe with a hint of expectation in his eyes. .

Speaking of which, even he, the dean, seemed to have never seen Harbinger Campbe's true face. Every time he appeared in the hospital, Harbinger Campbe always wore a mask on his face.

"Feel sorry."

Harbinger Campbe was slightly startled. He recognized this female doctor. Her name seemed to be Twyla Harper. She was a female doctor from Hong Kong City. Not only was she very beautiful, but most importantly, she was very talented in medical skills. She is also very hard-working and very stubborn. No matter how long the operation is, no matter how tired she is, she will not complain.

She was also his deputy during a previous operation. After working together twice, he had a very good impression of her.

If there were other medical requirements, he might be able to satisfy her and help her answer them, but this question of hers was one that the old man had repeatedly explained and must not be exposed...

With a hint of guilt in his eyes, he spoke to the expectant doctors, then turned around and continued walking towards the door of the hospital.

Twyla Harper's eyes were filled with disappointment and regret as he looked at Harbinger Campbe retreating figure.

Just three days ago, she had decided to accept an appointment from a high-end hospital in China and return to China to work.

It was precisely because of this that she mustered up the courage to stop Harbinger Campbe today, hoping to see Harbinger Campbe's true appearance before going back.

But even though they only cooperated for two short periods of time, she was already deeply impressed by this mysterious doctor. She had never seen a person who could perform such a perfect and superb operation!

She thought that she might never have the chance to meet this doctor named Nash, never have the chance to cooperate with him, and thought that she might never have the chance to see the true face of this doctor.

Twyla Harper couldn't help but feel a sense of disappointment in his heart.

"Dean, have you seen Dr. Nash's true face?"

Looking at Harbinger Campbe's back, the doctors finally came to their senses and turned to look at the dean.

"No."

The dean shook his head.

"Have you never seen the dean?"

All the doctors were taken aback, with a look of disbelief in their eyes.

A wry smile appeared on the dean's face. No wonder they found it so hard to believe. Even he himself still feels like a dream when he thinks of that incident and that scene.

An old man appeared out of nowhere and ran over to him and told him that he had a doctor who could treat a terminally ill patient under his care. He unexpectedly agreed to let an old man appear out of nowhere and had never even seen his face. Doctor, come and perform surgery on that patient! What's even more incredible is that the mysterious doctor who appeared out of nowhere actually saved the patient! With surgeries like today that are almost as close to perfect!

"Strange, who is this mysterious Dr. Nash? Why have I never heard of him before?"

"Yes, he looks like he is Asian. When did Asia have such powerful doctors? We all know those powerful doctors from Japan, Hong Kong and Taiwan."

"..."

After confirming that the dean's expression did not seem to be lying to them, a group of doctors suddenly had doubtful looks on their faces, curiously guessing the true identity of this mysterious Dr. Nash.

While the doctors were speculating, Harbinger Campbe was already sitting in a taxi.

“The Harlem community.”

While telling an address, Harbinger Campbe pulled off the mask on his face, revealing his delicate and slightly pale face.

Ignoring the look of disgust that flashed in the taxi driver's eyes when he heard about the Harlem community, Harbinger Campbe closed his eyes and began to regain his composure.

It is not easy for him to perform such a difficult operation. The entire operation requires a high degree of concentration and consumes a lot of energy.

Harlem, a famous slum area in New York.

The dilapidated houses, the messy crowds of people of all colors, the vulgar yelling and cursing that comes from time to time...

Everything is in sharp contrast to the glamorous wealthy areas such as Manhattan and Long Island not far away.

Walking on the streets of the community, Harbinger Campbe frowned slightly as he listened to various vulgar curses from black people from time to time.

To be honest, he didn't really like it here. The noisy and messy environment was okay. What he couldn't stand the most was the ugly appearance of those niggas who drank and took drugs...

He didn't understand why the old man chose this address. The old man was certainly not short of money. Although he never asked how much it cost for an operation, he believed that with his character, he would never charge less than Dean Branc. Look at that Branc . You can imagine the sad look on Dean Ke's face every time he mentions the old man's name. Over the years, he has performed various surgeries everywhere, and the money he earned can even be bought in Manhattan. One of the most expensive villas should be enough.

Why live in such a dark and dirty corner?

He also asked the old man about it, but every time the old man gave him a three-word answer, "I like it", which made him speechless.

Fortunately, Ye Xiu is not a person who has high requirements for the quality of life. He is also very indifferent to the living environment. Moreover, since he was a child, he has long been accustomed to the old man's various mysteries and has long been accustomed to them. Strange.

After walking through two alleys, he saw the shabby but familiar small house in front of him. Harbinger Campbe couldn't help but smile. Although it was shabby, that was where he would stay temporarily. His home, where lived the most important and dearest person in his life, an old man who drank all day long, was unkempt, and had not shaved his hair and beard for half a year. He had a weird temper, sometimes he was very talkative, and sometimes But he was an old man who was so sarcastic that people would kill him, an old man who taught him this superb medical skill and countless skills.

Every time he went out and came back here and looked at the small building, he would feel relaxed and friendly in his heart.

Putting away the smile on his lips, Harbinger Campbe was about to speed up and walk towards the hut.

But just when Harbinger Campbe took a step forward, a strong sense of uneasiness and warning suddenly emerged from his heart. A look of vigilance appeared on his face, and his steps subconsciously stopped.

This is a keen intuition, which has saved his life many times from the brink of death.

His eyes did not glance around, nor did he make any unnecessary movements. He continued to move forward as if it was casual and normal, but his direction turned to the corner of another alley.

As soon as he reached the corner, Harbinger Campbe's figure suddenly jumped forward, jumped into the alley, and squatted down at the base of the wall.

"boom!"

Just when Harbinger Campbe squatted down, a violent explosion sounded. With this explosion, the entire ground shook violently.

not good!

Old man!

Hearing this loud noise, Harbinger Campbe's face suddenly turned pale. Even though the explosion just now was so violent and loud that it almost shook his eardrums, Harbinger Campbe still heard it. The direction of the sound came from the small building where he lived!