Open A Clinic To Cultivate Myself Chapter 322 A Major General Of The Nobility

Joanna got an attendant to park her car for her. She brought Ning Tao into the hotel.

The lobby was gilded and resplendent, with marble tiles and beams, huge crystal chandeliers and gla.s.s domes, adorned with complex patterns everywhere. The whole place resembled a palace.

Ning Tao was not only observing his surroundings but also the people here. The moment he entered the lobby, he summoned the states of looking and smelling of his eyes and nose. He swiftly scanned through every person. This was the US, the headquarters of Black Fire Company. He must proceed with caution in every step.

Ning Tao's eyes soon stopped on a sofa. Two white men were sitting on the sofa, both in their 30s. They were very burly and made him wary. The reason why his eyes were locked on them was because they were both carrying guns.

Just as Ning Tao was observing them, one of the white men shifted his eyes and stared at him. He got up and walked over. The other white man also got up from the sofa and walked over with his companion.

Ning Tao's right arm was by his side, ready to pull out his refined Mauser pistol any moment. Not only his refined Mauser pistol was there, but also his Unbreakable Fan and Blade of the Solar Eclipse. It seemed like a military belt girding his waist.

After unlocking the Scriptures & Scrolls Store II, he had discovered the Tianbao Weaving Method. But there were only three spiritual materials with him. He did not have the full seven which he would need to weave a magic garment, or he would have worn one here. The fabric woven using the Tianbao Weaving Method would be impervious to water and fire, as well as bullets and knives. He would not need to be anxious when confronting strangers with guns.

“Miss Joanna, you're finally here.” The man in front greeted her and shifted his eyes to look at Ning Tao. “Is this the doctor from Hua Country you told us about?”

Joanna answered, “Yes, he's the doctor I am recommending, Doctor Ning.”

“Why is he so young?” Doubt appeared in the man's eyes.

Ning Tao had wanted to shake his hand and make acquaintance, but the man's words and the expression in his eyes made Ning Tao's interest wane.

Joanna shrugged her shoulders. “What has this got to do with his age?”

“I'd like to talk to you.” The man walked to one side.

“Tao, please wait a while for me.” Joanna also walked over.

Ning Tao watched the man converse with Joanna. The two of them had not walked far. He could still hear their faint voices.

“He looks like an intern who has just graduated from medical school. Are you sure he's up to it?”

Joanna puffed her chest out slightly. “Today isn't the first day we know each other. I'm standing right before you. Do you still doubt Doctor Ning's medical skills?”

“Does he need to touch her bosom?” The man asked.

Joanna answered, “Of course. How can a doctor avoid contact with his patient? He will need to touch whatever part he is treating.”

The man's gaze shifted to Ning Tao. At that instant, the expression in his eyes was fierce, full of hostility and wariness.

Ning Tao wondered in his heart. “Is this man in love with the princess? He's so jealous! If all men were like this, how would male gynecologists survive?”

“She must decide this for herself. Follow me.” With these words, the man turned and headed for the elevator.

The other man also glanced at Ning Tao with an odd expression in his eyes. There was not only doubt, but also some inexplicable derision in them.

He could not blame them. He was shouldering a wooden small medicine chest and dressed casually. What was more, he was young. Few people in his country treated him as a miracle doctor, let alone European whites with a superiority complex.

Ning Tao only gave a faint smile. He did not care at all, walking noiselessly behind Joanna to the elevator.

As they walked, Joanna drew close to Ning Tao's ear. She whispered, “This fellow is a major general of Ruitian's special forces. His name is Harley Poche. His ancestors were aristocrats of Ruitian. He is a hereditary earl. The man with him ought to be his subordinate.”

Ning Tao merely nodded nonchalantly. He was too lazy to ask if his patient was the second or the youngest princess of Ruitian. He contemplated to himself that after treating the princess, he would take a trip to Italy. Zhu Hongyu's skull fragment must be the main motive for this trip.

The elevator stopped on the uppermost floor of Plaza Hotel. People of stature all loved to stay on the top story. It was not only because it gave them a feeling of superiority. They could also better enjoy the scenery.

Outside the room was a burly white guard. There was an ear-mic around his ear. Ning Tao did not need any guess to know that his patient was staying in this room, watched by this commando guard.

Harley Poche brought Joanna and Ning Tao to the door. He reached out his hand, knocked and said something.

From inside came the voice of a woman talking. They spoke in the language of Ruitian.

Ning Tao could understand English and interact with it in ordinary conversations. But he did not know the Ruitian language.

Harley Poche's eyes landed on Ning Tao. He said in English, “Doctor Ning, we need to give you a security check. Please cooperate with us.”

Ning Tao immediately furrowed his brows. “A security check? Is this a euphemism for a body search? I'm a doctor, not a criminal suspect. You have two choices: either let me in, or watch me leave. Which will you choose?”

Harley Poche immediately started. He had not expected a young doctor from Hua Country to speak to him in such a tone. Even if one disregarded the special honor that should be accorded the special forces, his stature as a hereditary peer must still earn respect from everyone. But he failed to detect even the slightest note of respect from this young doctor of Hua Country.

After a silence of two seconds, a tinge of fury appeared in Harley Poche's eyes. “What do you mean?”

Ning Tao said quietly, “I've already made myself very clear. You seem to have made your choice. Very well then, goodbye.”

With these words, Ning Tao turned and left.

Harley Poche bellowed fiercely, “Hold it right there for me!”

Ning Tao did not heed him in the least. He did not halt his steps. Were it not for that clue concerning Maria, he would not have made this trip to Murica. If that princess of Ruitian wanted him to treat her or augment her b.o.o.bs, she would have to visit him in Hua Country. He was merely treating New York as an interchange. Since this princess was putting on airs, he could forget about augmenting her b.r.e.a.s.t.s and would leave earlier for Florence.

Joanna caught Ning Tao frantically by his arm. “Tao, are you really leaving? You've come specially from Hua Country. Wouldn't it be a regret if you just leave like that?”

Ning Tao answered blandly, “It wouldn't be my regret but hers. I believe you must know my rules in treating my patients. Anyone who needs my treatment must adhere to my rules. I won't compromise.”

Joanna begged him. “I know your rules, but you must give me some face. I value my friendship with her very much. Give me some time. I'll talk to her personally, alright?”

Only now did Ning Tao halt his steps. He nodded.

At this moment. the room door opened and a blonde woman emerged from the room. She was in a long black skirt, her golden hair cascading naturally down on her shoulders, every strand smooth and sleek. Her countenance had the distinct profile denied to Asian women and her exquisite features impressed one deeply. She was at least 1.85 meters tall and seemed even a few centimeters taller than Ning Tao in her high heels. It was natural that she had a pair of long legs to complement her height. But the loveliest part of her body was not her pair of long, proportionate legs, but her neck. Her neck was slim and fair, like that of a swan. She complemented it with a necklace studded with blue gemstones. giving her a cold and n.o.ble air.

Perhaps it was because G.o.d had gifted her with such good looks. she was inadequate in some way too. Her bosom was so poorly endowed that it seemed flatter than even a fat man's. One could honestly liken it to an airport runway.

She was the Second Princess of Ruitian, Shalim Talman.

Ning Tao had seen the photos presented by the Baidu search engine. He was certain it was her. The reports claimed that she was just over 30, but she looked no more than 26 in person.

To guess the patient's ident.i.ty was merely to pick between two choices. There were only two princesses of Ruitian. The one who had the flatter bust would be the more likely patient. But the problem was that Baidu's photos showed both princesses had very flat busts. He could not ascertain who it was simply from the photos.

A flat bust seemed to be in the genes of the Talman clan.

From the look of things, Joanna must be a close friend with Shalim Talman because they shared the same physical shortcoming.

Shalim Talman's eyes landed on Ning Tao. For a brief instant, a tinge of worry and disappointment flashed across her eyes.

Joanna walked to her with swift steps. She seemed a little angry. “Shalim, what's wrong with you? I have told you before, Doctor Ning is a miracle doctor from Hua Country. He has his own rules in treating his patients. But Mr. Harley Poche here would like to give him a body check. Doctor Ning is here from Hua Country because I begged him and your men treated him so rudely. Now Doctor Ning's leaving. Mr. Harley Poche must apologize for his actions!”

Harley Poche sneered coldly. “You want me to apologize to this yellow c.h.i.n.k? Joanna, are you kidding me?”

The phrase “yellow c.h.i.n.k” revealed another side of Harley Poche— that of a racist.

The Chinese in Europe and America would often encounter such racists and be discriminated against unfairly, whether they were wealthy elites or paupers working in restaurants. Although the situation had improved somewhat with the rise of Hua Country internationally, it was still a problem. They were only slightly better regarded than blacks by such white supremacists.

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Harley Poche's phrase “yellow c.h.i.n.k” made Ning Tao crease his brows. If Harley Poche had only wanted to frisk him out of duty, Ning Tao could forget his rude speech. But he had made a racial slur at him. Ning Tao could not ignore this.

Ning Tao walked towards Harley Poche.

A scornful smile hovered on Harley Poche's lips. “You see that, Joanna? He will come back even if I don't apologize. I've seen many of such men. They will do anything for money!”

Shalim Talman opened her mouth and spoke. “Doctor Ning, let me apologize to you. Would you accept?”

Ning Tao answered, “I don't need your apology but his.”

After this, Ning Tao suddenly extended out his hand to Harley Poche.