Wealthy people pay great attention to regular physical examinations, and these American elites are particularly diligent about it. Dr. Smith has a full body check-up twice a year and has never had any problems.
Now he finds it strange, how could he develop a brain tumor?
If he were like other patients, he would be doomed to an early death.
"How could this happen?" Dr. Smith asked himself.
"Dr. Smith, how do you feel?"
"I’m fine," he replied.
However, from his pale face, it was clear something was wrong.
After all, he was still young, only in his thirties, currently the attending doctor in this hospital. He might even become a senator in the future.
It could be said he had a promising future.
Now, however, he was diagnosed with a brain tumor.
It must be benign.
He thought to himself.
...
Ye Qiu found the seafood here indeed remarkable, with this Hong Kong flavor mixed with Cantonese cuisine.
The most important thing is the fresh ingredients here, coupled with the culinary skills of Huaxia chefs, truly outstanding.
The three of them, after two hours, were quite full.
They rested in the dining room for half an hour, then called the waitress for the bill. This seafood feast cost nearly ten thousand US dollars.
If this gets out, it would indeed be quite something.
After all, some ordinary Americans earn only two or three thousand US dollars a month.
Now Ye Qiu spent over ten thousand US dollars in one go.
Paying the bill at the seafood restaurant, they planned to take a walk around Chinatown and then head back to the hotel to rest.
Around three in the afternoon, Li Xiaofen called and said, "Xia Jing, my husband and I are back home. You must come over tonight!"
"Will it be one of those formal kinds, do we need to wear evening gowns?"
"No, it’s just a family gathering," Li Xiaofen said over the phone.
If that’s the case, then that’s fine.
If it were some grand occasion requiring evening wear, Xia Jing would find it uncomfortable.
When Ye Qiu drove back to the hotel, the three of them went upstairs, and when Ye Qiu and Miranda entered their room, Miranda hugged Ye Qiu and said, "Qiu, let’s take a nap."
"That’s fine."
When Ye Qiu was in Jinling, he never took afternoon naps.
However, the young ladies around him always took a nap, so they would be more refreshed in the afternoon and evening.
Of course, they couldn’t sleep too long, or they’d struggle to sleep at night.
Miranda changed out of her dress and put on a nightgown, revealing her long, white legs, lying there looking at Ye Qiu.
"It’s still broad daylight, let’s just sleep."
By the time they woke up, it was already past five in the afternoon.
The banquet starts at eight.
So now they needed to freshen up and get ready to go.
Miranda went to shower first, then blow-dried her hair and changed into a new dress.
Ye Qiu just did a simple freshen-up.
After waiting for Xia Jing to come out, Xia Jing mentioned a location.
The William Garden.
It’s where William currently resides in his villa.
In the center of New York City, like Manhattan, there are high-rises, and it’s impossible to find such low villas.
But it would be different in the suburbs.
The place where the William couple lives is like that.
Based on the location provided, they used navigation to drive there.
It took nearly an hour and a half to get there, and Ye Qiu found a large expanse of green grass, only to see a few standalone villas.
Could this be where the William couple lives?
As Ye Qiu parked the car and got out with Miranda and Xia Jing,
He had already seen Li Xiaofen and the somewhat unwell-looking Mr. William.
"Dr. Ye, you’ve arrived," the William couple hurried over to greet them.
Ye Qiu and Mr. William shook hands and went inside.
Upon entering, he learned that this entire area was part of William Manor, belonging to his family with a history of two to three hundred years.
That means, from the beginning of America’s founding, this area has belonged to his family.
The William Family is originally a noble family from Great Britain.
And when America started, most people came over from Great Britain.
Ye Qiu saw many men and women inside, most likely Mr. William’s family, relatives, and friends.
When Ye Qiu, Miranda, and Xia Jing found a place to sit, Li Xiaofen said, "When we were discharged this afternoon, we heard that something happened to Dr. Smith."
Something happened?
"What happened? He can’t be backing out of his bet with Ye Qiu, can he? This white elite doesn’t have a shred of knightly spirit."
Speaking about Dr. Smith, Xia Jing naturally had no favorable impression.
"I heard he got brain cancer himself."
Got brain cancer?
Clearly, in this medical condition, without Ye Qiu’s treatment, he’d just be waiting for death.
"It seems karma often comes swiftly," Xia Jing said.
American banquets are usually buffet-style.
And tonight’s smaller banquet, a family gathering, was the same, and the butler of the William Family had already had the chefs and maids prepare the buffet.
Ye Qiu and the others hadn’t eaten since they came.
Even though they ate quite a bit in Chinatown in the afternoon.
It was dinner time now, so they definitely needed to eat something.
When Ye Qiu and Miranda went to get food, Xia Jing and Li Xiaofen were chatting.
Xia Jing didn’t have many friends back in her home country, but during university, she was quite good friends with Li Xiaofen.
One got married back home, one abroad, occasionally keeping in touch by phone but not much otherwise.
Now that they saw each other, they definitely had a lot to talk about.
"Xiaofen, do you really like Mr. William?"
"Why? Don’t you believe I have feelings for him? If not, I wouldn’t have bothered to find you and have Dr. Ye come to cure him."
Actually, in foreign countries, marriages regarding age, even gender, seem quite free.
It’s very normal for a man in his fifties or sixties to marry a woman in her twenties.
Likewise, a man in his twenties marrying a woman in her fifties or sixties is also normal.
Even same-sex relationships here are perfectly normal.
And Li Xiaofen marrying Mr. William, apart from age and skin color, doesn’t seem to be much different.
"I believe it, but I’m a bit curious," Xia Jing said.
However, as Ye Qiu said, expecting Xia Jing to marry such an old man?
She really couldn’t handle that.
However, Li Xiaofen seemed happy, living the life of an upper-class American.
"What about you? Are you still alone?" Li Xiaofen asked as she looked at her.
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