Ye Qiu got up to wash and when he went downstairs, Mr. William and Li Xiaofen thought Ye Qiu had gone to Gambino’s side last night and certainly hadn’t returned yet.
Unexpectedly, he was already back now.
"Dr. Ye, when did you come back? The Godfather didn’t do anything to you, did he?"
"How would he dare do anything to me, I just went to treat his Parkinson’s disease, and then painted a picture for him."
"Are you treating patients today?"
"Of course."
Mr. William thought Ye Qiu wouldn’t return today, so he hadn’t contacted those patients for him yet.
But he knew those patients must still be waiting.
While Mr. William went to call those wealthy patients, Ye Qiu finished breakfast and strolled alone in the manor.
Nearing eight in the morning, Miranda and Xia Jing got up for breakfast and when they saw Ye Qiu, Miranda hurried over and hugged him.
She was somewhat worried last night that something might happen to Ye Qiu over there.
After all, in the eyes of the Cubans, the people of the Mafia Organization are very rampant, and ordinary people can really not afford to provoke them.
"No, they were very respectful to me."
Very respectful?
Miranda found it hard to believe.
But the fact was, this was how it was.
When the patients Mr. William had found arrived, Ye Qiu continued to treat those patients.
Meanwhile, at that hospital, Dr. Smith learned that apart from him and Mr. William, some other cancer patients under Ye Qiu’s treatment, their cancer cells had completely disappeared.
Does this mean this young man truly has a method to make cancer cells disappear?
But what exactly is that method?
Dr. Smith knew this was what he needed to obtain.
But now, through what means should he compel this Ye Qiu to yield?
Or make him obediently hand over the medical skills?
If one could control these medical skills, it would represent infinite fame and fortune.
Now that Ye Qiu was at Mr. William’s place, Dr. Smith was aware of it.
So he knew it was best to invite Ye Qiu over from that place willingly.
In the morning, Ye Qiu treated six cancer patients.
Preparing to treat four more in the afternoon, today’s patients would be completed.
After having lunch, around four in the afternoon, Ye Qiu finished with those remaining four cancer patients and kept the checks safely, accumulating quite a few checks these days.
Ye Qiu planned to go to that Citibank branch and cash all the checks and then deposit them into his bank card.
But at this hour, he wasn’t sure if the bank had closed yet?
Ye Qiu took out his phone and called the female employee at the bank.
"Hello, this is Molly, may I ask who is speaking?" The voice on the other end sounded very sweet.
"May I ask, has the bank closed yet?"
The bank closed?
"Not yet, may I know who you are, sir?"
"You’ll know when I get there."
Since the bank hadn’t closed yet, Ye Qiu planned to first go and cash those checks.
When stating this to Miranda, she also planned to come along.
Ye Qiu drove to near Wall Street and parked the car, then headed with Miranda to that Citibank branch.
Upon entering, Molly immediately recognized Ye Qiu.
However, she didn’t realize that the call earlier was from Ye Qiu.
"Mr. Ye, is there anything I can help you with?"
"I want to cash the checks."
Cash the checks?
Could this young man be cashing several million in checks again?
Upon inviting Ye Qiu and Miranda inside.
Molly asked: "Sir, may I know how many checks you intend to cash?"
"They’re all here."
Seeing Ye Qiu take out a stack of checks, the other party was dumbfounded.
How could such a young man be so wealthy?
"I’ll go fetch the branch manager."
The other party hurriedly went to fetch the branch manager.
The branch manager was a bald middle-aged Caucasian man, wearing a suit, slightly overweight, with golden-rimmed glasses and squinty eyes, looking very much like an executive.
"Mr. Ye, are you asking to cash the checks?"
"Yes, these are all of them."
"These, how much is it here?"
"Probably several billion US dollars worth of checks."
Several billion US dollars?
The other party felt a bit crazed.
But upon checking, the checks were legitimate, and certainly not obtained illegally.
"Dr. Ye, may I ask how you came by these checks?"
"Treating patients."
Treating patients?
The manager found it a bit incomprehensible.
However, depositing such a large sum of money into his bank naturally made him very pleased, Ye Qiu was indeed one of their major clients.
After helping Ye Qiu cash those checks, the money was all transferred into Ye Qiu’s bank account.
Given Ye Qiu’s current situation, he can entirely obtain Citibank’s black card.
This black card has no limit, allowing any amount of spending, as long as it’s repaid on time.
After cashing all those checks, Ye Qiu’s bank card balance was now close to three billion US dollars.
However, to Ye Qiu, this still wasn’t considered a lot.
While preparing to leave, not only did the bank manager show great enthusiasm, even Molly had become more enthusiastic.
"Dr. Ye, do you still have my business card?"
The person handed Ye Qiu a personal business card once more, Ye Qiu glanced at it, noticing the card was indeed slightly different from the one given last time.
Ye Qiu headed outside with Miranda, but he knew that charming figure was surely public transport.
Now, recalling those news articles, Ye Qiu suddenly felt disgusted.
When Miranda looked over, she said a bit displeased: "That beauty just now looked at you as if she wanted to devour you."
"That woman is too filthy, I don’t even want to get close."
Miranda was somewhat unclear about Ye Qiu’s meaning.
But he knew that in America, it’s perhaps that open, as long as one isn’t married, it seems playing with any kind of person is the same.
While driving away from here, heading back to Mr. William’s house, Ye Qiu noticed someone was secretly following him.
Who could be so idle?
Could it be people from the Mafia Organization?
Ye Qiu felt it was unlikely!
After all, he just met Gambino X last night, and Gambino X even had those Mafia Organization members who tried to rob him killed.
Then who was it?
Ye Qiu wasn’t sure.
Upon returning to Mr. William’s manor, Ye Qiu saw the middle-aged butler from the Gambino Family had come.
"Dr. Ye, the Godfather says he’s very pleased with your painting, this is your reward." The butler was evidently here to specially deliver money to Ye Qiu.
Ye Qiu looked and found it was a fifty million US dollar check.
If merely curing the Parkinson’s disease was worth fifty million US dollars, let alone the painting.
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