Cough cough~

Cough cough cough cough~

Chen Ming recently felt a bit uneasy, he always heard coughing sounds.

Although in a plantation, a few coughs are really nothing.

This group of guys not only grow the stuff, but naturally they smoke it too.

Coughing is really a minor issue.

But, this coughing was obviously not right.

The sound itself was indistinguishable, but it was clearly becoming more frequent; in other words, more people were coughing.

Moreover, looking at the state of this group of guys...

Not good, really not good!

Chen Ming was increasingly anxious.

Luckily, he was a Chinese.

We Chinese, especially among the overseas community, many have mastered some special skills.

For instance, given the current situation, we have our ways.

After feeling uneasy, Chen Ming naturally wrapped himself up at the first chance.

Masks and stuff like that.

But California's weather is too hot, it's only May and it's absolutely scorching.

No wonder people in the United States take vacations in May.

Thankfully, although his actions were restricted, he still found an opportunity to go out.

He went to Chinatown and got some 'medicine' there.

Cantonese herbal tea.

It might not be authentic from the motherland, but it was already a great rarity.

So, he continued to wrap himself up while drinking the herbal tea.

This way, he continued working in the plantation.

Speaking of which, why's he still in the plantation?

No choice, really no choice at all.

That previous experience was indeed fraught with danger.

Moreover, indeed quite a few plantations have shut down.

But, or rather but.

Where to find money?

Back home, Chen Ming heard many tales about the United States.

One US Dollar's fried chicken, very delicious.

Washing dishes in a restaurant, in three months you can buy a big house.

Or, if you do well washing dishes, you might just open your own shop.

But upon actually arriving here, he found out.

It's fake, all f*cking fake!

This dishwashing job, sure it's doable, to be fair, it pays alright.

But damn, it's so tiring!

Never mind the manual labor of washing dishes, just standing there takes over a dozen hours.

They never mentioned this before!

The main point is, if you tell your relatives back home about these things.

Would they believe it?

Besides, could you even tell them?

Chen Ming now finally understood some things.

He finally understood why in those people's mouths, the United States was so good.

Because they couldn't say it wasn't good, if they did, wouldn't that mean, they themselves were big fools!

After going through all the hardships to come to this United States, and then discovering it was just so-so.

The work is just as very exhausting, and there are identity issues, coupled with racial and shooting risks.

And the money earned is just because the US Dollar's exchange rate is higher now.

But in reality, the money spent on living is just so-so.

But how could you tell these things to loved ones and friends back home?

Saying these things, wouldn't it just mean coming to the United States was in vain!

Of course, you pick the rosy parts to say, even turning bad things into good.

Chen Ming recently even got in touch with some people from back home, but he didn't dare to interact much, just with a few scattered ones.

In the end, he found out, it really shook him to the core.

Some had promising futures back home, masters and doctors, then came here to work as carpenters, electricians, welders and the like.

Yet these people, when talking about their daily lives, all describe it as particularly good.

Even if they'd gone from masters or doctors to doing handyman work, they'd say life is better now.

Incredible!

Chen Ming really wanted to slap himself a few times.

How could I ever believe such statements?!

How did I believe it!

Isn't this complete nonsense!

Yet, he really did believe it before, and indeed, he was very certain, there were many who believed just like him.

This is truly perplexing!

Chen Ming still can't figure out why it happened like this.

But now that it has, he just...

Ah?

"Not good! Someone's collapsed!"

"What are you afraid of if they collapse!"

"He seems to be having convulsions all over!"

"What... what's happening?"

"We don't know either!"

Chen Ming was thinking, but something happened in the plantation.

What exactly is going on?

Though he doesn't understand, Chen Ming firmly believes, this is probably not a good thing!

...

Irvine.

Zhou Mo Sen indeed wanted to have dinner with Huang Rongbing, to have a chance to talk about something.

But, Dr. Huang was quite considerate, saving him money by simply having dinner at her place.

With this choice, Zhou Mo Sen certainly would satisfy her.

The key was to discuss things, anyway.

"Bingbing, about the family you mentioned earlier..."

Indeed, Zhou Mo Sen set a nice table, he just cooked himself, preparing an authentic table of Chinese dishes.

Seeing this, Huang Rongbing was very pleased, but this form of address...

"Dr. Zhou, calling me this way, I..."

Her face was red, extremely red.

But it has to be said, Huang Rongbing is a doctor, which means she's at least thirty.

Earlier she even said she's kept herself pure, hoping to continue the bloodline with Zhou Mo Sen.

To put it bluntly, she's a spinster.

In kinder terms, she's just relatively innocent.

Zhou Mo Sen addressing her as Bingbing, just oh dear.

Dr. Huang was almost losing her bearings.

Now with her status... Zhou Mo Sen went a step further, directly holding her small hand.

"Actually, looking back, last time I was a bit excessive."

What happened last time?

Huang Rongbing's face grew even redder.

After her dress fell to the ground... it's lucky she didn't look in a mirror, otherwise, she'd be absolutely mortified.

"Excessive, excessive what..." her tongue was somewhat tied.

Zhou Mo Sen gently massaged her hand, then said, "Actually, I have a bad reputation, Dr. Uchida should have said a lot about my flirtatiousness, right?"

That statement... he really knows how to talk!

Upon hearing this, Huang Rongbing immediately denied it.

"It's not like that, it's... actually…"

From her look, it's obvious, Uchida didn't hold back while gossiping about him.

But it doesn't matter, this is the result he wanted.

"I think, I'm just such a flirtatious guy, and you're so pure, so..."

At this moment, Zhou Mo Sen had a face full of helplessness.

However, Huang Rongbing quickly got flustered, "It's not like that, Dr. Zhou being a bit flirtatious is nothing bad, isn't it all the same here in America, I'm actually the odd one out, as for saying... I actually don't deserve Dr. Zhou."

That's it, Dr. Huang has completely sunk in!

Zhou Mo Sen didn't need to say much more, but still needed to discuss.

"About that family..."

Huang Rongbing immediately continued, "Actually, it's like this..."

She talked about what she'd seen and heard with Zhou Mo Sen.

After hearing her father's phone conversation that day, she didn't rush anything afterwards, instead continuing to find opportunities.

It means, when there's a chance, she listens, constantly accumulating and gathering information.

This choice was indeed very correct.

Not everyone could manage it.

No wonder she could study medicine, clearly very smart.

Just emotionally lacking.

Now, Zhou Mo Sen naturally understood, he could easily handle Dr. Huang now.

But, her information was indeed very important.

So the diabetes research was funded by the Zhao Clan.

This information was truly crucial.

Simply put, Zhao Xiaolan's family was really formidable.

It could be said they are the top-tier family among Chinese Americans.

Though, her parents had six daughters, all six were very impressive.

They're not only wealthy, but also have considerable connections and power.

For example, Zhao Xiaolan's husband.

The chubby guy often called Turtle Minister, right?

But McConnell, even at such an old age, is like a puppet yet still a Senator.

That explains a lot.

Their family power is very strong, in politics, definitely top-notch.

However, from Huang Rongbing's words, Zhou Mo Sen was clear about one thing.

"You mean, someone in the Zhao Family might have diabetes?"

"That's probably it."

"Hmm, this..."

"Very important, right?"

"Of course, it's very important."

By now, Zhou Mo Sen already had a plan.

Yet at this moment...

"Important enough, even more than posterity?"

After Huang Rongbing said this, her face was as red as if it would bleed.

Upon seeing this, Zhou Mo Sen added pressure.

"Are you really willing?"

Dr. Huang nodded firmly, and even said, "I want nothing, but I want to leave my family."

Zhou Mo Sen understood, then lowered his head and kissed her.

That night, Xiaozhou finally didn't have to wear any armor…