After disguising herself as a man, she became a global sensation

From a certain level, Senior Baiyi is the spokesperson of traditional Chinese medicine.

Traditional Chinese medicine did not have such a big influence in the past. The world market has long been occupied by Western medicine, and no one pays attention to the Chinese medicine in country Z at all.

Until Bai Yi was born, he used his exquisite medical skills to live the dead and heal bones. Even if there was only one left with the last breath, Bai Yi could make the other person live half an hour longer.

Today's seniors in white clothes have long been considered to be god-like existences.

Senior Baiyi must be the person that all doctors who study Chinese medicine in Z admire the most.

Grandpa Li said: "If I can see the senior in white once in this life, I will have no regrets."

He sighed: "Oh, but I think there is no chance."

He is already old, so he will definitely have no chance to see the senior in white.

Gu Ye raised her eyebrows. She didn't expect that there were so many people whose only goal in life was to meet her.

Grandpa Li waved his hand and said: "Xiao Xuanxuan's brother, come here quickly and I will help you take your pulse."

"What our traditional Chinese medicine focuses on is looking, hearing, asking, and understanding. I see that your face looks pretty good and you speak quite energetically. Why are you feeling unwell?"

Gu Ye said: "No need, I had a stomachache just now, but it's gone now."

She does have some pain in her abdomen due to menstruation, but it's not serious.

"Are you sure?" Grandpa Li said, "You are about to miss such a good opportunity for me to consult."

Gu Ye said: "Next time I feel unwell, I will definitely come to you for diagnosis and treatment."

"Okay." Grandpa Li nodded proudly: "For Xiao Xuanxuan's sake, I agreed."

It was now time for get out of class to end. The four of them did not return to the classroom. The driver took them back home.

After dinner, Jiang Shijuan gave her a new tube of ointment.

Gu Ye transferred the money to Jiang Shijuan according to the market price.

She was about to take a bath when her cell phone suddenly rang.

Gu Ye glanced at the number. It was an unfamiliar number. What was displayed on the opposite side was the mobile phone number of Jingcheng.

The other party called her old mobile phone number, and only a handful of people knew her mobile phone number.

She guessed something and answered the phone.

Zhao Yu's voice came from the other side of the phone. She said firmly: "Ye Ye, I want to leave."

She told Zhao Yu the last time they met that whenever she didn't want to be under police surveillance, she could contact her at any time and she would take her out.

Gu Ye didn't ask the reason and just said "hmm".

Her voice was light, but it gave people an inexplicable sense of trust: "Please pack your luggage and I will take you away tomorrow."

Zhao Yu nodded: "Okay."

She paused: "Ye Ye, if you take me away, you won't get into any trouble, right? If they find out that you are also a survivor of the 9-11 incident, will it be very troublesome?"

"No." Gu Ye replied calmly and firmly: "They can't find it."

Zhao Yu breathed a sigh of relief: "That's good."

"Ye Ye, I can't call you for too long, so I'll hang up first."

Gu Ye said "hmm".

After hanging up the phone, she moved her fingertips slightly, followed the information network of Zhao Yu's call to Zhao Yu's mobile phone, and deleted the traces of the call.

No matter how careful Zhao Yu is, the contents of the phone may still be discovered.

Before bringing Zhao Yu out, she wanted to make sure everything was safe.