Hearing the news, Yan Murong wanted to cry and laugh at the same time.

I want to cry because I just woke up and want to take over such a thing, not because he is full of confidence, but because Liang Zhengtao came to him at night, he has to do it.

What I want to laugh at is that I was wanted by the United States, and now I want to go back openly, the expressions of those people must be very exciting, right?

"Quick, get to the intensive care unit."

At this moment, Liu Huachun ran back in a panic, with a group of doctors and nurses behind him, and when he saw Liang Zhengtao, he was stunned at first, and then walked over quickly.

"Liang—Premier Liang."

"Go ahead and go about your business first." Liang Zhengtao waved his hand and interrupted him.

Liu Huachun is also a resolute person, Liang Zhengtao asked him to go about his own business, he turned around and left, which made Yan Murong have a lot of changes in his opinion. At the very least, he can tell who is in charge and who is secondary. This is not the time to lead. It wasn't until he transferred the patient to the intensive care unit that he ran back sweaty.

"How's it going?" Liang Zhengtao asked with a concerned face.

"It's not life-threatening yet." Liu Huachun took a breath, his face became serious, and he looked at Yan Murong and said. "It seems that you are right, I found a germ similar to the flu bacterium in the blood sample of the patient, unlike the previous flu bacteria, this flu bacterium is not particularly destructive, the incubation period is long, it is like cancer, it will slowly take people's lives - and it is very resistant to antibiotics."

"I already know the thing." Liang Zhengtao nodded, glanced at the work card on Liu Huachun's chest, and said. "Doctor Liu, the United States has sent us an invitation to rescue through the World Medical Organization, now you take care of the matter in hand, and tomorrow, together with Dr. Yan, prepare to go to the United States." ――

The plane whizzed down, taxied down the runway for a while, and then came to a solid stop at Washington International Airport.

It was a huge Airbus 380 airliner known as Airbus - of course, it did not belong to any airline, but a private jet that Yan Murong had borrowed from Yan Minghua.

Sometimes, Yan Murong can't figure it out, is it possible that being called a female devil has to be close to this aspect even in terms of style and hobbies?

You see, women like Yan Minghua like big guys like Land Rover and Airbus 380, and they have a very heavy taste.

The situation was urgent, so Yan Murong could only borrow a plane from her, and a group of experts from Huaxia flew directly to the United States before dawn.

There are eight people in this rescue group, except for Yan Murong and Liu Huachun, the remaining six people are all old men who are over half a hundred years old, and two of them are experts who participated in the last exchange group. They knew Yan Murong and knew what Yan Murong had done in the United States, and now that they were revisiting the old place, they were really worried about this bold guy -- wasn't he afraid that the American people would not welcome him?

The United States had already received a notice that someone had come to the airport to pick up the plane, and when Yan Murong saw the person who came to pick up the plane, he couldn't help but be stunned for a moment.

"Miss Melissa, it seems that we are quite fated." Yan Murong looked at the woman who followed Qiao Sen to pick up the plane when she came to the United States last time and said with a smile.

"Please call me Madam." Melissa said expressionlessly.

Yan Murong was a little embarrassed, he forgot that this was the United States, not China. The national conditions are different, and the sycophants have to change a little.

In China, no matter how old a woman is, she likes to say that she is young, but in the United States, when you call her Miss and praise her for being young, you are insulting her. In their eyes, older women are more charming.

"What about Josson? Why didn't he come? Yan Murong changed the subject and asked.

"Dead." Melissa said lightly. I haven't seen her for nearly a month, and her Huaxia has improved a lot, although it still sounds a little weird, but at least Yan Murong can understand it without subtitles.

Then, she didn't give Yan Murong a chance to continue talking, so she looked at Yan Murong with a solemn face and said. "Mr. Yan Murong, in view of some of the stains you have left in my country, I hope you will not do anything unrelated to the purpose of this trip when you come to the United States this time, do you understand?"

"I don't understand." Yan Murong hated it when others spoke to him in such a preachy tone, shook his head, and said. "Can you say it again-oh, by the way, slow down this time, your Chinese is really not very good."

People respect me, I respect people.

Yan Murong was strange, did this woman have any opinions about herself? The first time she came, she had a straight face. The second time she came, she still had this expression.

"Don't do anything illegal." Melissa paused word by word, looked at Yan Murong and said.

"Look, won't I understand what you say slowly?" Yan Murong's face was abrupt, and then he made a surprised expression. "Illegal? Oops, what are you talking about, how can I do something illegal? ――Don't you know, I used to be a civilized and polite man in our village every year, respecting the old and loving the young, and when I came back, I was willing to be a good young man who contributed to the new era, how could I do anything illegal? - Oh my God, don't mention the word illegal, I'm such an upright person, I tremble when I hear these two words, it's terrible. ”

Yan Murong was startled at that moment, and her mouth was like a tongue twister, and this vernacular made Melissa, who was not very good at Huaxia. Staring at Yan Murong and looking at Yan Murong, he couldn't say a word.

"Oh, yes." Yan Murong asked suddenly. "Melissa Jr. - uh, Ms., I want to ask, what is the crime of someone shooting at the police station with a gun in your place?"

"Terrorist attack." Melissa replied subconsciously, then reacted and asked. "What are you asking for?"

"Nothing." Yan Murong waved his hand. "I just want to ask, did the guys who attacked me with guns at the police station last time catch them?"

"Nope." Melissa said.

"What?" Yan Murong suddenly screamed, his face distressed. "Oh my God, is there any more reason - God, why don't you old man come out and take care of your people? Such a loss of conscience and such a heinous crime can escape the punishment of the law, is there any heavenly justice? Is there any royal law left? - Oh, yes. Ms. Melissa, I have the right to claim that they have to catch someone, right? ”

"You-"

Being pestered by Yan Murong Hu, Melissa was really angry, rolled her eyes fiercely, and turned around and walked outside directly - out of sight.

Walk? Hmph, quarrel with me, you're not an opponent yet.

Looking at Melissa's back, Yan Murong grinned.