The event at the Wallis Anneberg Center for the Performing Arts ended late at night in the U.S. Pacific Time Zone. The streets of Los Angeles are filled with the joyful laughter of couples who have just returned from the Hollywood Bowl, and the dark corners are always filled with staggering drunks and prostitutes wearing heavy makeup.

It's a time of romance and dirtiness, the perfect time for a lover's tryst and a drug deal.

After leaving Beverly Hills, Hou Biao stared nervously at the road ahead, listening to the safety warning from his headphones.

A drunk man lunged out and threw himself on the front of the Cadillac driven by Hou Biao. Hou Biao did not brake, and his hands always firmly grasped the steering wheel. The front of the car slammed the drunk away, and the body shook slightly, and then continued to drive smoothly.

Two men in black burst out of the night and dragged the drunk man who had been hit by a car on the side of the road into the shadows of the corner. These are people sent by the Los Angeles gang, and without them, Hou Biao's journey would never have been so easy.

Mei Yiqiu was indeed tired, and when he returned to the presidential suite of the Hilton Hotel, he soaked himself in the jacuzzi. The smell of roses reminded him of his pipe, and he miscalculated the comfort of the bathtub in the presidential suite, thinking that he would get out soon, so the pipe was casually placed on the table outside.

He heard a knock on the door, and Mei Ziqing shouted outside the door: "Professor, are you okay?" ”

"I'm fine!" The professor lazily said, "Just miss my pipe a little!" ”

It didn't take long for Mei Ziqing to push open the bathroom door, come in with a pipe that had been refilled with tobacco, put the match and pipe on the table by the bathtub, and said with a smile:

"I thought you were asleep! You've never taken such a shower for so long! ”

When Mei Yiqiu saw the pipe, she lifted her spirits, dried her hands with a towel, put the pipe in her mouth, and said:

"It's so lacking! There has never been such a lack of care, the minds of these rich people and politicians are more elusive than the position of electronics! ”

The professor struck a match, put the flame into the mouth of the pipe, and took a pleasant puff.

Mei Ziqing walked behind the professor, squatted down, put her hands on his shoulders, and kneaded them gently.

The professor snorted lightly and let out a long puff of white smoke: "Comfortable! I don't know if he said that the cigarette was comfortable to smoke, or Mei Ziqing was comfortable to pinch.

Mei Ziqing smiled: "Teacher, get up, I'll help you press it well, it's really too tired!" ”

"Oh?" Mei Yiqiu suddenly remembered that this was her student, not the masseur she had invited, so she hurriedly waved her hand and said, "Forget it, forget it, you are also tired, no need." ”

"Teacher, you think my methods are unprofessional, right?"

"No, your hands aren't supposed to be for this."

"But you are my teacher, and it is an honor for students to be able to do things for teachers. Students can do any ...... as long as the teacher wants to"

Mei Yiqiu suddenly interrupted her rudely: "Don't say it, no matter who I am, your hands shouldn't do this!" The hand of a scientist is precious, noble, irreplaceable! You should use it to hold the stars, flick the atoms, and dispel the cosmic clouds that cloud us are obscuring us, not to massage a bad old man! ”

Mei Ziqing had never seen a professor so rough, and she was so frightened that she didn't know what to do: "Professor...... I ......"

Mei Yiqiu waved her hand: "I may be really tired...... You go out first. He felt that his shoulders were a little sore, so he added, "If you want to give me a massage, find someone who is a little more professional, oh, preferably a man." Also, it's better to know a little bit about Chinese medicine, oh, it's better to be able to cupping, I probably smoke too much! ”

Mei Ziqing asked puzzledly, "What does smoking have to do with cupping?" ”

Mei Yiqiu said: "The lungs are the main fur, and cupping can clear the turbidity of the lungs...... Oh, you don't need to understand this, there is a specialization in the art industry, don't learn from me as an old man, you have to learn a little bit of everything, if I specialize in one, maybe ......"

He glanced towards the ceiling, sighed, and stopped talking.

Mei Ziqing left, and not long after, Hou Biao came in and asked, "Professor, did you call the doctor?" ”

"Doctor? Oh yes yes, is it coming so soon? Mei Yiqiu felt that she had been soaking for a long time, so she got up from the bathtub, put on her bathrobe, and asked, "Is it a man or a woman?" Do you know cupping and acupuncture? ”

Hou Biao said: "Man, I don't know if he can cup, I need to check his origin to ensure your safety." ”

Mei Yiqiu said: "Don't be so nervous, it's a big deal that you are standing on the side, I just want to do a massage and pull out a fire cup." ”

Hou Biao said: "Professor, can you not let your guard down, today's exhibition is obviously a conspiracy. Why don't you let me look them up? ”

Mei Yiqiu had already heard Hou Biao say what happened at the exhibition: "There is nothing to check, these paintings are Ronald Cohen's private collection." Since Cohen didn't show up, he naturally took precautions. We don't need to go head-to-head with them, because it's easy to fall into passivity. Neither Aoki nor Professor Su are here, our strength is too weak, you, me, and Ziqing ......"

Hou Biao said: "There are also people from the Chinese gang in Los Angeles. ”

"Oh yes, I should have thanked them." Mei Yiqiu got dressed and walked out of the bathroom, "You can arrange it for me, and before I go back, I will pay a visit to Mr. Wolf." Oh, and I heard he was unwell, so let's meet his son laughing at Wolfe. ”

Hou Biao took down the professor's instructions, then helped him open the door and accompanied the professor to the bedroom, where Mei Ziqing was waiting.

At this time, the voice of his subordinate came from the earphones: "The person has been verified, and the background is fine." ”

Hou Biao nodded at Mei Ziqing, and Mei Ziqing asked the professor, "Do you invite that Chinese medicine doctor in now?" ”

Mei Yiqiu said, "Okay, let him in." Oh, how did you find him so quickly? ”

Mei Ziqing said: "I was recommended by a friend in Los Angeles, although he is Japanese, he likes Chinese medicine very much, and he often goes to massage and acupuncture. ”

Mei Yiqiu nodded and said, "I hope your Japanese friend and I have the same understanding of Chinese medicine." ”

Mei Ziqing smiled and said, "You can try it and you'll know." ”

With that, she walked out and brought in the doctor who was waiting in the living room outside.

This man was thirty or forty years old, and when he walked in, he stood there smiling, and the weathering on his face showed that he was a man of great experience. His hair was cut short, and a few traces of pale could be seen on his temples. Wearing a structured cashmere trench coat and a very clean scarf around his neck, he generally looks energetic and affable, giving people a sense of stability and trust.

He said, "Hello, Professor, I have long admired your name! ”

Mei Yiqiu said: "Fortunately, where did you learn Chinese medicine?" What will happen? ”

The man said, "Don't tell me, sir, I taught myself." ”

"Self-taught?" The professor was a little surprised, but appreciative, "Very few people are willing to admit that they are self-taught, and they usually say that they are inherited from some famous old Chinese medicine practitioner, or simply that they are ancestral." ”

"Yes, sir." The man's answer was succinct, just like his appearance.

"So what did you do in the first place, and why did you study Chinese medicine?"

"I am a surgeon and graduated from Erasmus University Rotterdam and studied TCM to verify the different approaches and philosophies of different approaches and philosophies in scientific practice."

"The effect?"

"Very well, sir."

"Well, my gut tells me that you're more reliable than those who claim to have been practicing medicine for generations and are good at rejuvenation." Mei Yiqiu tapped her pipe, "What's your name?" ”

"My name is Huang Liang, sir."