Master Doctor in the City

When Ye Chen sent Yang Jingya back to the gate of the University of Chinese Medicine, he didn't understand why Yang Jingya was so sad and cried like that just now!

Yang Jingya didn't say it, and Ye Chen naturally wouldn't ask more. Because he knew very well that if Yang Jingya was really willing to tell him, she wouldn't ask more.

After returning to the Tan Palace villa area, Ye Chen went to Xu Wenwen's acupuncture and moxibustion, then returned to the separate villa of the Sun family, and began to practice again. When he woke up with his eyes open, Ye Chen lay on the bed again and read. Now he counted the time, leaving the college entrance examination, there is half a month left.

Early the next morning, Ye Chen and Sun Xiaowei finished their breakfast and went to Shanghai American School. When eating breakfast, he deliberately glanced at Sun Xiaodong, who was sitting across from him. Sure enough, he found that when Sun Xiaodong was eating breakfast, he occasionally looked at Sun Xiaowei with fierce eyes.

The two came to the classroom of the Shanghai American School. Ye Chen did nothing but review the questions by himself. Wang Cong and the others came to the classroom occasionally now, but did not appear in the classroom at other times, and did not know what they were doing.

After class in the morning, Ye Chen and Sun Xiaowei went out to the school gate and were about to get in the car to leave. They saw Harris beckoning to him, meaning to let him pass.

When Ye Chen and Sun Xiaowei walked by, they found that a middle-aged foreign man he had already met, Harris' father George Paul, and another middle-aged man who was unfamiliar, should be on the extended Lincoln car. Paul's secretary.

"Mr. George, good morning!" Ye Chen greeted him.

"Student Ye, good morning, I am here this time and I am here to invite you to a private banquet tonight, I hope you can attend it on time!" George Paul spoke in English, and Ye Chen probably understood the meaning of that sentence.

The middle-aged man sitting in the passenger seat smiled and said, "Student Ye, Deputy Consul George said that he has invited you to a private banquet at his house tonight. I hope you can go there!"

"Tonight?" Let him go to George Paul's banquet. That's nothing. Ye Chen calculated his time. Except for the acupuncture treatment for Song Ji in the afternoon, and Xu Wenwen for acupuncture treatment tonight. , But nothing else.

The middle-aged man who spoke was not someone else, but George Paul’s secretary. He looked like a Chinese in appearance. In fact, he was only a Chinese man named Li Hansi. He did not expect that Vice Consul George would It was here to invite this terribly young young man to come to a private banquet.

If it is spread out, no one will believe it. Li Hansi knows how high the status of the George family in the United States is. Therefore, George Paul is very popular wherever he goes. The same is true in Shanghai. If you usually invite other wealthy people to banquets, those wealthy people will be very happy. . However, when Li Hansi looked at Ye Chen, Ye Chen seemed to be thinking about whether he would like to go there.

"Student Ye, I know you are very busy. But tomorrow morning, Harris will fly back to China, so I hope you will join the banquet tonight!"

Since George Harris is going back to China, according to normal circumstances, George Paul invited Ye Chen to the banquet, and that was nothing. But why did you just invite Ye Chen, a seemingly ordinary young man? And no other classmates? Li Han didn't understand, but he just translated that sentence to Ye Chen.

"Harris, are you going back home?" After seeing Harris nod.

"Okay, I will definitely go to the banquet tonight!" Ye Chen said.

At this time, George Paul smiled and handed him an invitation for a private party. In addition to the specific time of the banquet, there are also specific locations.

At this time, George Paul had finished talking. After Harris got into the car, Li Hansi asked the full-time driver to drive away.

Ye Chen looked at the palm-sized invitation note in his hand. This invitation note was very delicate. When he opened it, he found that it was written in English.

About the content, Ye Chen can also understand. Inviting him to a private banquet tonight, the most important thing is that it says that at 8 o'clock in the evening tonight, a private banquet will be held at No. 15 Haiyangren Street, Shanghai.

When walking towards his car, Sun Xiaowei said nothing except some envy, because he had just heard that Paul George was just inviting Ye Chen to pass.

"Xiaowei, how about I take you there and see?" Ye Chen said to Sun Xiaowei.

"I? Forget it, stay at home and play games. I wanted to play with you this Friday and tonight. However, if you go to the George's private banquet, there must be no time. I will play with you tomorrow!" Sun Xiaowei said.

Since Paul did not invite others, Sun Xiaowei naturally did not want to follow along. What's more, those banquets are for foreigners. If you participated in it in the past, it would only be a fool. It would be better to play games in your room.

Ye Chen shook his head and went back to have lunch with Sun Xiaowei. In the afternoon, Ye Chen went to the classroom again and found that Harris was no longer coming to the classroom. The books on his desk were also gone. It seemed that Harris was really leaving Shanghai. Back to the United States.

In fact, Ye Chen knew that he and Harris were not familiar with each other. It was only because he treated his epilepsy that he knew him and his father.

In the second class in the afternoon, Ye Chen looked at Xu Jiaojiao and asked in a low voice: "Jiaojiao, Harris is going back to the United States tomorrow. He is hosting a banquet tonight. Did you invite you over?"

"No!" Xu Jiaojiao said.

Harris' fatherhood is not simple, so naturally he would not invite other students to the banquet. In Xu Jiaojiao's view, even if Harris is going to return to China tomorrow, it is equally impossible. Because of this incident, she specially invited her classmates to participate.

Because his father's identity is different, even if a party is held, at best Harris will invite classmates in his own name. So, now that Ye Chen said that, Xu Jiaojiao felt that Ye Chen's identity was different.

"Jiaojiao, when I go to give your sister-in-law acupuncture treatment tonight, it may be late. You and your grandpa should rest first, and you don't have to wait for me to go there!" Ye Chen said.

Xu Jiaojiao nodded. In the third quarter of the afternoon, Ye Chen sent Sun Xiaowei back to the Sun’s villa. After confirming that he really didn’t want to go there, Ye Chen didn’t force it anymore and took a bath in the separate villa of Sun’s house. He drove in the direction of Ruijin Hospital.

Because he knew very well that if he didn't give Song Ji the acupuncture treatment first, it would be too late to come after the banquet. At this time, it is almost five o'clock in the afternoon, and it must be completed as soon as possible, because he knows very well that Westerners do not like people who are late.

Ye Chen gave Song Ji acupuncture and moxibustion in the separate ward of Ruijin Hospital, and after careful examination, he came out of the hospital, got into the car, and drove to the location of the banquet tonight.

The specific location was the villa area at No. 15 Foreigner Street. Ye Chen found out that it was not far from Ruijin Hospital, so he drove there and it only took more than ten minutes.

However, it is now six forty. He parked his car at the intersection of Foreigner Street, and Ye Chen discovered that the buildings here were biased towards the Republic of China or Western-style buildings, which were very similar to the buildings on the wealthy club.

Even when he first arrived here, he had already seen many white people walking in and out of that foreigner street. Men were mainly in suits, and women were mainly in skirts. If you don't look carefully, you think you have gone abroad.