Chen Zhao wasn't sure either. He was strong, but could he really beat this burly woman in front of him?
Morgery was so big that Gaia pressed him against the car door with one hand. He couldn't move at all.
Gaia crooked her finger at Chen Zhao. "Come."
"Chen, you're not her match. Leave."
"Morgery, don't underestimate me!" Chen Zhao had already charged over and punched at Gaia.
Gaia dodged it easily. She raised her leg and kicked Chen Zhao's abdomen accurately.
Chen Zhao knelt on the ground in pain.
Chen Zhao had completely overestimated himself. Although he'd drunk a strength-strengthening potion, he was only a strong doctor.
Before this, Chen Zhao had thought that he was already very strong.
But Gaia had beaten him back to his original state.
Just then, Chen Zhao heard a whistling sound.
Gaia's leg swept toward his face.
Chen Zhao hurriedly raised his arm and covered his head.
Bang!
The heavy sweep made Chen Zhao's ears ring. His head felt dizzy too.
Morgery yelled and broke free from Gaia's restraints. He hugged Gaia from behind.
"Chen, go."
Go my ass. He was beaten so badly by a woman.
I'm going to be a brute for once!
Chen Zhao stood up abruptly. "Hold on tight!"
With that, Chen Zhao raised his leg and kicked at Gaia.
But Gaia reacted faster. With a shoulder throw, she blocked Morgery in front of Chen Zhao.
"Ah …"
Chen Zhao's kick wasn't light. Morgery couldn't stand up at all.
"Chen, I told you to run," Morgery yelled. "Are you stupid?"
Chen Zhao finally realized that he really couldn't beat this woman.
Gaia strode forward. Chen Zhao immediately made a boxing gesture.
In the end, his vision blurred and he was punched in the face.
Chen Zhao shook his head. Before he could react, he was punched again.
"If you hit me again, I won't go easy on you! Ah … "
Another punch …
Bang!
Suddenly, there was a gunshot.
The boss held a gun in his hand. He stood in the distance and pointed the muzzle at Gaia.
"Gaia, for the sake of the past, I don't want to tangle with you. Don't let me see you again."
Ge Ya coldly stared at the boss, then turned around and left.
Chen Zhao didn't know what their relationship was, but it seemed like there was a story.
But now was not the time to care about this. Chen Zhao was not in the mood to care about their relationship.
His whole body was in pain, especially his face.
Seeing that Gaia was already far away, Chen Zhao went up to help Morgery up.
"Morgery, are you okay?"
"I feel like my waist was broken by your kick."
Chen Zhao touched Morgery's waist. "It's okay. It's just dislocated. I'll fix it for you."
Boss, Nesta, and Saunders approached them.
"Are you guys okay?"
"I'm fine." Morgery regained his cold expression and shook his head.
"Sanders, drive your motorcycle and send Chen away," the boss said.
They clearly didn't want to talk about it, and Chen Zhao didn't want to ask.
Saunders' motorcycle could fit Chen Zhao, but Beelzebub and Carrie had to squeeze in front.
After a bumpy ride, Sanders sent Chen Zhao to the train station.
"Chen, is your face okay?" Saunders looked at the bruised Chen Zhao. Because of his identity, Saunders didn't take off his helmet.
"I'm fine."
"You're very strong. That woman beat me up and I couldn't get out of bed for three days."
"I'll take that as a compliment." Chen Zhao stuffed the helmet into Saunders' arms. "I'm leaving. You can go back too."
Chen Zhao was very unhappy that he'd been beaten up for no reason.
Although he'd applied ointment on his face, the bruises still hadn't faded.
He bought the ticket and boarded the train —
…
On the train, a sexy girl sat opposite Chen Zhao. She looked to be in her early twenties. She wore a black jacket with a cool white camisole. She had long brown hair and light lip gloss. Overall, she gave off a fashionable and sexy feeling.
Chen Zhao covered his face. His appearance really affected the success rate of seduction.
"Did someone beat you up?" the sexy girl asked.
"I fell," Chen Zhao lied through his teeth.
"I have ointment and band-aids here. Do you need them?" the girl asked.
"No, I already applied them." Chen Zhao glanced at the girl. "Usually, girls don't carry ointment with them, right?"
"I'm an intern."
"I'm Chen Zhao. May I know your name?"
"Eveleigh Mott." Eveleigh reached out and touched the bruise on Chen Zhao's face. "It hurts, right?"
Chen Zhao held Eveleigh's hand and then took it off.
Eveleigh's hand was small and delicate, but Chen Zhao didn't like strangers or guys touching his body, especially his face.
"I'm a doctor too. I don't need a colleague to ask."
"The person who beat you up was really ruthless," Eveleigh said.
"I told you, it was a fall," Chen Zhao emphasized.
"Fine, I'll just pretend you fell." Eveleigh clearly didn't believe Chen Zhao.
Chen Zhao felt even more embarrassed. He couldn't hide his injury from a colleague.
Even if she was just an intern …
"Do you live in Los Angeles?" Chen Zhao could only change the topic.
"No, my school is in Los Angeles. The hospital I intern at is also in Los Angeles." Eveleigh looked at Chen Zhao. "Which hospital do you work at? Or a private clinic? "
Chen Zhao smiled and didn't reply.
"You're an illegal doctor?" Eveleigh suddenly realized something.
Chen Zhao looked at himself. "Is it obvious?"
"You're carrying a medical kit, so it should be a house call. If it's a private clinic, they wouldn't go to another city for a house call unless there's a special customer. Plus, with the injury on your face, if it's a regular doctor, I can't think of any patient who would beat up a doctor."
"By the way, I fell and hurt myself … Also, it could have been some street thug who beat me up. It might not have been because of a visiting patient."
"No matter who hit you, I guessed correctly, right?"
Chen Zhao twitched his lips. "You guessed correctly."
"Why don't you get a medical license?"
"I can't," Chen Zhao answered honestly.
He was an outsider. If he wanted to get a medical license, he basically couldn't do anything else.
Just understanding and familiarizing himself with the American rules and medical standards would take at least half a year. He also had to read a lot of medical books.
Plus, with his dark history in China, he might not even get a license even after half a year of hard work.
When he first came to America, Chen Zhao had indeed thought about getting a medical license.
However, as he gradually accepted and familiarized himself with his current job, Chen Zhao realized that he'd already lost the thought of getting a medical license.
"A doctor who doesn't even have a medical license will only kill his patients."
"Up until now, I haven't killed my patients."
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