The huge engine roared through the sky, and an Airbus 380 with the logo of Huaxia Airlines taxied on the runway for a while, then stopped steadily on the parking stand, the cabin door opened, and in the polite smile of the flight attendant, the passengers walked out of the cabin in an orderly manner with their luggage.

There were many passengers on board, including students studying in the United States, visiting relatives, and traveling in groups, but the most striking thing was the group sitting in first class. Most of the people in this team are middle-aged, there are a few gray-haired old people, and there are very few young people -- oh, by the way, this team is the team that went to the United States to participate in the medical exchange meeting.

"The sun in the United States is also round." Hua Tso stood at the door of the cabin, looking at the sun above his head and let out a sigh.

"Well, it's quite round." Yan Murong said jokingly. "But I've lived so long that I haven't seen the sun in a square."

As the head of this exchange group, Yan Murong is under considerable pressure, of course, it is not a problem of medical skills, but his identity.

As many as 23 experts went to the United States to participate in the medical exchange meeting this time, and most of them were Western doctors, and in addition to Yan Murong, the old man, and Hua Cuo, there was only one old Chinese medicine doctor over 70 years old from the General Hospital of the Military Region.

In this team, in addition to spending the wrong time, picking out a random person is older than Yan Murong and has old qualifications, and his position as the head of the regiment is very controversial, if Liang Zhengtao didn't pull down his face to fight for him, where would he be able to get his turn?

But then again, Liang Zhengtao also knows his medical skills that he will support him as the head of the regiment.

"Captain Yan, we don't have any arrangements today, right?" A middle-aged man who was about fifty years old and slightly fat looked at Yan Murong and asked. His name is Ang Lee, the same name as the international director, and he is the deputy head of this exchange group. Originally, he should have held the position of the head of the exchange group this time, but Liang Zhengtao supported Yan Murong, and he could only be the deputy head of the group.

Li Anren is middle-aged, his figure is a little fat, his beer belly is also quite out of the boss, and he looks loyal and honest, but the light that flashes in his eyes from time to time makes Yan Murong know that this guy is very sleek, I'm afraid that he has long been resentful of himself as a young leader, right?

"It's not arranged." Yan Murong said. "The people in our group are generally old, and they are tired enough after more than ten hours on the plane, so let's rest after lunch and reverse the jet lag."

Soon, as soon as the group walked out of the airport, before they could wait for customs, a group of people walked towards them.

Walking in the front was a middle-aged man in a Chinese military uniform, with a dazzling star on his shoulder, and next to him was a woman who was also wearing a military uniform, with the rank of major. On the other side, there are two foreigners with yellow hair and blue eyes.

"Head Yan, welcome to the United States, haha, I think, you may not know me anymore, right? I hugged you when you were still a little younger, and in the blink of an eye, you are so old and your grades are so good, amazing, amazing. The major general came over, took the initiative to hold Yan Murong's hand, and said with a smile. Let me introduce myself, I am Yan Yue, the military attache of the embassy in the United States, and this is my secretary Yao Ling, and these two are Mr. Qiao Sen and Ms. Melissa, who are in charge of receiving the organizers of the medical exchange meeting. ”

"Hello, Captain Yan." Mason greeted Yan Murong with a mouthful of no yin and yang frustration, sounding a little different in Huaxia, but Melissa just nodded, with some impatient affection on her face, which made Yan Murong can't help but look at her twice.

The woman looked to be about forty years old, but foreigners generally had poor skin and large pores, and perhaps she was a little younger. However, she maintained a good figure, like a girl in her twenties, and her blonde curly hair became a unique symbol of her as an American.

"Hello, Mr. Johnson." Yan Murong politely touched Qiao Sen's hand, and after a few people exchanged nourishment for a while, Qiao Sen said that the hotel had been arranged, and then walked towards the outside of the airport with a group of people.

The convoy that picked them up made Yan Murong slightly stunned. Americans, it's really big. There were seven or eight Ford stretch cars in a row, which made many people look sideways. just saw that such a big battle was just to pick up a group of middle-aged and elderly people, and suddenly lost interest in onlookers.

The group got into the car, and the car stopped after about ten minutes.

The organizer arranged a four-star hotel for the Huaxia medical exchange group, and the exchange groups from various countries were not arranged in the same hotel, but when Yan Murong was in the car, he took the same car with Qiao Sen, and he introduced that there were South Korea and island countries living in this hotel, and the rest was Huaxia.

There is still more than a day before the medical exchange will start, so today is a good rest, adjust to the jet lag, tomorrow is free time, Qiao Sen said that when the time comes, someone will be arranged to take them around to play.

Publicly-funded tourism, how many people dream of treatment, Yan Murong sighed secretly in his heart.

The organizers arranged standard suites for them, one room for two people, but it is also a four-star hotel, compared to the standard rooms of those express hotels in China, this is simply a presidential suite.

Yan Murong and the old man were assigned to a room, and the two of them were the most relaxed in this group, and they didn't bring any luggage except for themselves.

The old man doesn't like to go out with a big bag, it used to be the same, even if he went out to practice medicine, he just carried a medicine box, Yan Murong was troublesome, he was not short of those two money, besides, when he went to the United States, there were people to take care of his food and housing, even if he bought clothes, he bought some stalls that were comfortable to wear.

"Old man, is it your first time flying?" Yan Murong leaned crookedly on the bed, looked at the old man who looked at the environment and said. "I can tell you, this time you can't run away by yourself without saying hello to me like when you were in Nanjing -- this is the United States, you are an old man who doesn't know English, and if you get lost, you will have a big time when you are caught as a spy -- I heard that there are a lot of homosexuals here, and I like the image of a middle-aged uncle like you."

The old man simply ignored Yan Murong's ridicule, and after looking at the environment in the house, he stood in front of the window and began to look at the outside environment.

"Old man, are you tired? If you're not tired, let's go out for a walk? Yan Murong asked. Everyone else had gone to eat at Jossen's arrangement, and he didn't go with the old man, so he was going to take the old man to the streets to experience what American snacks tasted like.

Before the old man could answer, there was a knock on the door outside, Yan Murong walked over, opened the door, and saw the translator in their group standing at the door.