Chen Zhao arrived at a luxurious hotel.
There was a big client here who asked for $300,000.
Chen Zhao rarely received such a generous client.
So, Chen Zhao really wanted to know who was willing to pay so much money.
After reaching the designated floor, Chen Zhao was stopped as soon as he walked out of the elevator.
Two people who looked like bodyguards blocked Chen Zhao's way.
"Sorry, sir, the entire floor is booked."
"I'm a doctor," Chen Zhao said. "Someone inside called me over."
"Wait," one of the bodyguards said into his earpiece.
A moment later, a short man with a big belly jogged out.
"You're a doctor?" the short man asked Chen Zhao.
Chen Zhao could tell that the English wasn't pure American English. It seemed to be from Europe.
"Yes, Ethan recommended me."
"Follow me," the short man said. At the same time, he said to Chen Zhao in broken English, "I hope that everything you see here will be kept secret."
"Of course, the first rule in our industry is to keep secrets for our clients. I have a very good reputation in this industry. Many clients have received my treatment, and many of them are celebrities. Up until now, I haven't divulged anyone's privacy."
"That's good." The short man brought Chen Zhao into a luxurious suite.
The suite was at least 300 square meters and had two floors. The bottom floor was a huge, luxurious living room.
In the living room, there was a tall, muscular man. He had one leg on the table and his face was filled with displeasure.
Chen Zhao saw an obvious bruise on the man's leg that was propped up on the table.
It was probably a serious muscle injury.
It seemed that he was Chen Zhao's client.
Chen Zhao walked up. "He's my client, right?"
"Yes, you should know him, right? Dominic Hain."
Chen Zhao thought about it. "Ah, I know him. Everyone in Hollywood knows him."
Dominic Hain looked up at Chen Zhao. "I play soccer, not a Hollywood actor."
"Uh … Okay." Chen Zhao couldn't even recognize all the Hollywood stars, let alone soccer players.
Growing up in a soccer desert (fans, don't hit me), Chen Zhao almost never watched soccer.
He knew one or two in China, but overseas, he only knew Beckham.
He basically didn't know anything else.
However, from their tone, it seemed that this person should also be a very famous football player.
Of course, Chen Zhao wasn't biased against soccer players or any other athletes.
Just because he didn't like them didn't mean he hated them.
Chen Zhao admired the athletes who worked hard and sweated hard in every competition.
"What can I do for you?"
"My leg," Dominic Hain said, pointing at his right leg.
Chen Zhao sat beside Dominic Hain.
He checked Dominic's right leg and it seemed to be an old injury.
There were traces of the previous treatment. Chen Zhao glanced at Dominic Hain.
"It's because of the impact, causing the old injury to relapse. There's a serious muscle strain on the inner thigh." Chen Zhao looked up at Dominic Hain. "I want to know how this happened."
Dominic frowned. "You don't need to know how it happened. I just need you to treat me."
"My eyes are not X-rays. All the diagnosis results can only be based on experience, so if I don't know the cause of the injury, I can't treat it."
"He got injured on the football field. Dominic came to America to participate in an exhibition match."
He should be Dominic Hain's agent.
Chen Zhao checked again. "No external injuries. His muscles are loose. Mr. Dominic must've just recovered and hasn't done any high-intensity exercise. This shouldn't be the cause of his injury."
Facing Chen Zhao's aggressive questioning, Dominic finally relented. "Fine, fine. A woman sat on me and hurt me."
The short man interrupted Dominic Hain anxiously.
"That's not important. Besides, I don't want to hear about these rumors outside," the short man said.
"I've just completed my transfer. My next club is Real Madrid. If news of my old injury relapsing because of me playing with women gets out, then I'm likely to be asked to leave Real Madrid," Dominic Hain said.
As an athlete, Dominic Hain did not have as many thoughts as the short man. He was more straightforward.
"His inner thigh muscle is seriously injured. The original muscle tissue must've been stitched up. It's very troublesome to reopen the wound before it's completely healed. He'll need at least a month to recover."
"That's impossible. Real Madrid will completely give up on Dominic in a month. They didn't spend eighty million euros just to let him sit on the bench."
"Any doctor would give you the same answer," Chen Zhao said.
"Is there no other way?"
"I need Dominic to recover in a week. A month is too long."
Chen Zhao glanced at the short man. "Sorry, I can't help."
"Trash, useless," the short man cursed. "You're wasting my time."
Chen Zhao stood up and glanced at the short man.
The short man only had a bad mouth, but he did not dare to actually fight.
Under Chen Zhao's glare, the short man subconsciously took two steps back. "What? You want to fight? You'd better figure out what this place is. "
Chen Zhao turned around and left without a word.
"I thought you were brave." Seeing that Chen Zhao did not fight, the short man thought that Chen Zhao did not dare to.
He started talking nonsense again, as if he was certain that Chen Zhao would not dare to fight.
As Chen Zhao left, he took out his phone. "Hey, Kate, I have news here. A European soccer star played with women in America and hurt himself."
"Stop him, stop him …" the short man immediately yelled.
A few bodyguards immediately went up to snatch Chen Zhao's phone.
Chen Zhao was already at the door. Glancing at the surveillance camera on the walkway, his lips curled up.
When the bodyguards moved, Chen Zhao only pushed them away lightly.
Seeing that Chen Zhao dared to fight back, the other bodyguard immediately punched him.
Chen Zhao lifted a foot and kicked the bodyguard over.
The other bodyguards immediately surrounded Chen Zhao. Chen Zhao did not use too much force.
But even so, he still managed to defeat all the bodyguards in a few moves.
The short man and Dominic Hain were shocked. They did not expect Chen Zhao to be so good at fighting.
"Don't come over. I'm calling the police!"
"Call the police. Your bodyguard attacked me first, and the surveillance cameras in the hallway recorded it. I'm going to sue you for assault and threats. I'll also expose to the media the fact that Dominic was injured because he was fooling around with women."
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