In the autumn of 1984, Lu Yan, who was about to enter his sophomore year, traveled thousands of miles to the other side of the ocean to "study."
When the flight landed slowly, Lu Yan's eyes, which had been slightly closed to recuperate, slowly opened.
He smelled it, it was the smell of "freedom".
Lu Yan: Are you sure it’s not the restriction that has disappeared?
Walking out of the corridor, Lu Yan was carrying his luggage and was about to think of a way to get to school.
Because now he is still an exchange student and needs to register at Columbia University.
But when Lu Yan walked out, he saw a familiar face holding a sign and shouting: "Qiao! I'm here!"
"Dr. Smith? Why are you here?"
Looking at Smith curiously, Lu Yan had a "subway old man" expression on his face.
Could this kid have come to his senses and planned to trick him in New York?
"Hehe, don't you know, I am your senior, and you are following me when you come to exchange and study!"
Looking at Lu Yan happily, Smith smiled and said: "Formal introduction, I am a professor of medical school and your teacher, Smith Troon!"
"Nice to meet you, Mr. Smith Troon!"
Looking at Smith angrily, Lu Yan said, "Did you see it? My little behavior in the hospital?"
"Actually, I didn't react at first, but after I got on the plane, the more I thought about it, the more something was wrong. You are too cunning. This is different from the Chinese people in my impression!"
Looking at Lu Yan, Smith smiled and said, "Let's go, I'll take you to school. Next, you have to be prepared. I'm very strict!"
“I like rigor because it reduces mistakes!”
Looking at Smith calmly, Lu Yan smiled.
After registering at the school, Lu Yan was assigned to a dormitory, which was a single room.
Exchange students originally did not receive such good treatment, but because of Smith's fight, he helped Lu Yan.
Otherwise, the first thing Lu Yan would consider is how to quietly get rid of his roommates.
After all, there is an experimental equipment lying next to you, and you don't want to cut open his body. Are you mentally ill?
Roommate: Listen, listen, what nonsense did he say?
The next day, after a preliminary test of Lu Yan's basic knowledge, Smith had a look of surprise on his face and said, "Qiao, if I didn't know that you were only a sophomore this year, I would have thought that you are a very knowledgeable doctor. It’s so perfect!”
Seeing that Lu Yan could accurately describe any knowledge point in the book, Smith had no intention of continuing like this. After all, only through practice can true knowledge emerge!
So, Lu Yan, who had just arrived in New York for less than three days, followed Smith onto the operating table.
No matter where it is, this is quite explosive.
But Smith seems to have a very good reputation in the medical circle, and these are minor operations. As long as he obtains the patient's consent, he can take the intern to perform them.
Lu Yan spent every day in surgery. In addition to theory, Lu Yan also began to gain hands-on experience.
Although he has long been familiar with all parts of the human body, before he was killing people, and now he is saving people, which is not the same thing at all!
After an acute appendicitis operation, Lu Yan was doing the final work, suturing!
Looking at Lu Yan's technique, which was like threading threads, Smith had a look of astonishment on his face and said, "Qiao, why are your hands so stable and so fast?"
"Just practice more!"
Lu Yan spoke calmly, cut off the extra long thread, then carefully disinfected it and said, "Done!"
"Oh my God, I've been doing surgery for so long, but it's not as fast as yours! You were born to be a doctor!"
Giving Lu Yan a thumbs up, Smith smiled and said, "Would you like to relax in the evening?"
"Although I hate to say this, I still want to tell you, Smith, you have to pay more attention to your private life!"
Looking at Smith speechlessly, Lu Yan couldn't believe it. The teacher took the students to the bar.
If Han En did this, Lu Yan would feel like the sky was falling and the earth was falling into the Purple Gold Hammer.
But in New York, Lu Yan could barely accept it! But only barely!
"Well, you are such a boring guy!"
Looking at Lu Yan helplessly, Smith changed into his surgical clothes and left.
Back at school, Lu Yan locked the door, climbed out of the window, and left.
After arriving at a certain corner, he used the car key to open an old car from unknown hands.
The car was Lu Yan's reward from the local group.
Because every day, in addition to studying surgery during the day, he also helps those group members deal with various injuries at night.
There is no way to increase experience faster than this,
As for how to find syndicate members, just go to the street, look at the guy you dislike the most, and beat him until he calls for help!
For the rest, Lu Yan only had to beat everyone down, break their bones, and help fix them, so that he could prove his medical skills.
And under this kind of treatment, who dares to say that his skills are not good?
But it's because of Lu Yan's rough approach that people within the group are used to calling him "black doctor"!
This is not only because of the title of black market doctor, but also because Lu Yan once performed transplant operations on all the groups that did not pay.
However, due to environmental reasons, most people died.
Only a few guys survived, but after waking up, they found that their organs had changed.
This terrifying method also made those guys who were trying to find Lu Yan understand one thing. If you don't give them money, he would really dare to take your parts and exchange them for money!
Come to Manhattan's "Hell's Kitchen", oh, it's now called Clinton!
But who cares?
In a warehouse, Lu Yan came in carrying a surgical box. He looked at several people lying on the board and immediately frowned and said, "You didn't tell me that these guys were shot by the police officer!"
"Hey, asshole, we're here for you."
Just when a man who didn't understand the situation came up and looked at Lu Yan with an angry face,
Lu Yan punched him in the face with his backhand.
As the man turned his neck twice, he fell to the ground with no trace of life. Lu Yan squinted his eyes and said, "I hate talkative guys, and this business requires extra money! Three times!"
"No problem, please hurry up, we need to run away!"
He took out a box and threw it on the ground. The man was covering his shoulders and looking at Lu Yan.
Stepping forward, Lu Yan took the tweezers and directly picked out the bullet stuck on the bone, and then skillfully began to disinfect and bandage it.
As for the man's wailing in pain, Lu Yan didn't care at all because someone was holding him down.
Not long after, after Lu Yan had taken care of his surgical injuries, he picked up the cash box and said, "This money is dirty. Next time, remember to find something cleaner. I don't want to be traced about the whereabouts of the money, and then solve unnecessary problems." Guy!"
Just as Lu Yan left, everyone looked at his accomplice who twisted his head several times and tacitly threw him into the Hudson River.
Doesn't this idiot know that this man who looks like a "doctor" in front of him dares to kill dozens of people for a mere $10,000?
Even after the operation, in order to take a shortcut to leave, he directly attacked the police officer who was chasing him on the road.
"Is that guy really a doctor?"
Looking at the bandaged wound on his shoulder, the man couldn't help but become silent.
"Probably, because the effect of the surgery is quite good!"
Pouting his lips, the companion next to him could not help but spread his hands to explain.
(End of chapter)
