City’s Best Divine Doctor

Not long after, Miranda, who was lying on the bed, fell asleep.

When Miranda woke up, she found it was already after five in the afternoon New York time. She wondered where Ye Qiu had gone, but unexpectedly, he was playing on the computer.

"Qiu, didn’t you take a nap just now?"

Some Westerners also like to take naps.

Miranda, too, would usually have a two-hour afternoon nap while studying at university.

"No, I’ll sleep tonight. Go wash up, and we’ll go to Chinatown for dinner in a bit."

Miranda hurriedly got up to wash up in the bathroom.

Ye Qiu called Xia Jing in the room next door. Xia Jing had also slept for two or three hours and had been watching TV since waking up, unaware of what Ye Qiu and Miranda were doing in the next room.

But, between a man and a woman, what else could it be besides that?

Half an hour later, Ye Qiu and Miranda, who had grabbed her bag, came out of the room, and Xia Jing was already wearing high heels.

"Why not wear flat shoes?" Ye Qiu asked.

"I like them."

Obviously, women in high heels appear taller.

And Miranda, at about 1.7 meters tall, was indeed much taller than Xia Jing, who was around 1.6 meters.

If Miranda wore high heels, she felt she couldn’t live.

However, Miranda was wearing flat shoes now.

Because Miranda knew that flat shoes should be comfortable for shopping.

As Miranda pulled Ye Qiu towards the elevator, Xia Jing could only follow with her own bag, wondering if coming out in high heels was a mistake?

They took the elevator downstairs, exited the hotel, and then took a taxi to New York’s Chinatown.

New York’s Chinatown is an area in New York City, located at the southern tip of Lower Manhattan, predominantly inhabited by Chinese immigrants.

Today, New York’s Chinatown has expanded to 45 streets, covering an area of over 4 square kilometers. It has completely absorbed the surrounding Jewish District, Puerto Rican District, and Italian District.

The Chinese population in New York has reached over 800,000, forming four Huaxia Cities and ten Chinese communities.

New York Huaxia City, also known as New York’s Chinatown or New York’s Chinese Quarter. New York Huaxia City is located in Manhattan, New York City, extending from Broadway to Essex Street, from Grand Street and Hester Street to Worth Street and Henry Street. The entire Huaxia City includes more than 40 streets, covering an area of over 4 square kilometers, with a population of about 160,000.

Ye Qiu and the two women took a taxi to the outside of Chinatown, got out of the car, and when they walked inside, they found it was really different.

Previously, Cuba also had many Chinese immigrants, even in Chinatown, but later there was nothing left, just an ordinary street.

The last time Ye Qiu went to Havana, he had already seen it.

Now arriving at New York’s Chinatown, Ye Qiu and Miranda found it really different. It was like a miniature version of a Mainland Chinese city, of course, mixed with Hong Kong’s culture.

"Qiu, is this really Chinatown? It’s so lively."

"Let’s have something to eat first. What do you want to eat?"

"I want hot pot," Miranda said.

"I’m fine with anything," Xia Jing said.

As Ye Qiu led Miranda inside, they noticed retro-style buildings, large traditional character billboards, and red lanterns hanging everywhere.

Such scenes were often seen by Ye Qiu by the Qinhuai River in Jinling.

However, Miranda had rarely seen it, so she found it quite nice.

There were many hot pot restaurants here. Like in China, hot pot is divided into many different varieties, some focusing on the soup base, others on the level of spiciness.

Some people believe the spicier, the tastier.

But Ye Qiu knew these two women probably couldn’t handle too spicy.

So, he took them into a Cantonese-style hot pot restaurant, which mainly focused on beef hot pot.

After the three sat down, Ye Qiu ordered a clear soup base and let the two women order the dishes themselves.

The surrounding customers were mostly Chinese immigrants, although there were some White and Black people, but not many.

The two women looked at the menu, which had Chinese, English, and clear images.

They each ordered a few dishes, deciding to order more if needed.

After they had ordered, the waitress took the orders and left.

Ye Qiu and Miranda chatted in Spanish.

Of course, after strolling here, they planned to head over to Times Square.

Times Square should still be beautiful at night.

Not long after, the waitress brought the soup base, and Ye Qiu ordered a bottle of white wine.

The white wine was just for Ye Qiu alone; he didn’t want the two women to drink it, as it was easier to get drunk.

The waitress brought over a bottle of Wuliangye.

The two women could only watch as Ye Qiu drank alone.

After the other meat and dishes were brought out.

Until after seven in the evening, the three were full, spending just over 1,000 Huaxia Yuan, including the bottle of white wine, so it wasn’t considered expensive.

They paid with a card and left. Ye Qiu pulled Miranda, while Xia Jing stood on the other side of Ye Qiu, noticing that Ye Qiu had drunk a bottle of fifty or sixty-degree high-proof white wine yet seemed completely fine.

How was that possible?

"You’re not affected at all?"

"Why would I be?" Ye Qiu asked, puzzled.

Just now, he circulated the Primordial Five Emperors Technique once, and the alcohol dissipated completely.

This left Xia Jing and Miranda even more surprised.

In Xia Jing’s view, Ye Qiu seemed omnipotent, capable of anything.

The bustling nightlife in Chinatown was lively, with many Yellow, White, and Black people visiting, engaging in all sorts of leisure activities.

Anything available in China could likely be found here in Chinatown.

It not only facilitated Chinese immigrants from Mainland China, but also the White and Black people.

Since they were very full from eating, they weren’t hungry now.

So, they wandered around, occasionally stopping to look around.

Around nine in the evening, as Ye Qiu prepared to take the two women to Times Square, Xia Jing, after walking for a long time, began feeling pain in her feet. In contrast, Ye Qiu and Miranda seemed unaffected.

In fact, very few people truly enjoy wearing high heels. If not for appearing taller and prettier, few would choose to.

Had she known, Xia Jing would have worn flat shoes. After all, she’d brought several pairs of shoes with her.

"I’m a bit tired; how about we go back to rest?" Xia Jing said.

"Feet hurting, right?"

Ye Qiu seemed to see right through her.

"You."

"Why don’t you head back first, and I’ll take Miranda over there for a look, maybe have some coffee before heading back,"

Ye Qiu directly said.

"Then I’ll head back first."

Right now, Xia Jing felt like a third wheel, uncomfortable trailing behind them.

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