"Take you to a place." Xu Rumeng looked at the time and said, "this is our lesson."

"What lessons need to be done outside?" Yehaoxuan asked in some doubt.

"You'll know when you get there." Xurumeng smiled and walked forward with yehaoxuan.

Although I don't know what medicine is sold in xurumeng's gourd, yehaoxuan still took a taxi with her.

The driver is a black driver. Generally speaking, foreigners are very talkative, and the black driver is no exception. He speaks with xurumeng in English, and his humorous words often make xurumeng laugh.

The black man said an English sentence to yehaoxuan, as if he were asking something.

"Sorry, I don't know English." Yehaoxuan smiled. His English was hard hurt. He felt that before he lost his memory, he should not have understood English. Otherwise, he should not be able to remember it now.

Because after this period of precipitation, he found that he had lost only his memory, but his life skills had not been lost. It was like traditional Chinese medicine. As long as he saw a patient, he could see the situation of the other person almost instantly.

As for the level of his medical skills, to be honest, he doesn't know that only when he encounters a more serious illness, maybe he can feel how high his medical skills are.

"Oh, I'm sorry. I thought all Chinese knew English." As soon as the black voice changed, he even spoke to yehaoxuan in fluent Chinese.

"Do you know Chinese?" Yehaoxuan felt a deep pain in her egg.

"Yes, foreigners in Chinatown all know Chinese, because this is a paradise for Chinese. What are you doing here if you don't know Chinese?" The Negro was taken for granted.

"Well, why do you talk in English?" Yehaoxuan said in silence, is there any secret between them that he is afraid he will not hear it?

"That's a habit." Xurumeng smiled and said: "although most of the people here in Chinatown are Chinese, in fact, this is the magnesium country, so most of them are from the magnesium country. We usually speak foreign languages when we meet foreigners when we go out."

"Well, I should get used to the pace of life here." Yehaoxuan some speechless Wu for a moment his head, his spirit a vibration way: "what did you just ask?"

"I feel that I am very humorous. I want to ask you if you have a very high smile point. After I talked for a long time, you didn't even laugh." The black man shrugged his shoulders and said, "now it seems that I think too much."

"Oh, you really think too much. I don't laugh because I have a high smile, but because I can't understand what you are talking about." Yehaoxuan smiled.

"You must have just come from Huaxia." The black man looked at yehaoxuan and said.

"I suppose so." Mentioning this, yehaoxuan looked helpless. To be honest, he didn't know whether he had come from China, because he didn't remember.

"I feel murderous in you." The black man looked at yehaoxuan and said, "you must be a Chinese expert."

"How can you tell?" Yehaoxuan felt that the black man was talking about something. He asked curiously.

"Intuition, tell me that you are a Chinese expert." The Negro affirmed.

"No, I'm not a Wulin expert in China. I'm just a doctor." Yehaoxuan thought for a while and said, "traditional Chinese medicine."

"Oh, Chinese medicine?" The black man looked at ye haoxuan in surprise and said, "you are a traditional Chinese medicine. It's really incredible."

"Is there anything strange?" Yehaoxuan looked at the black man and said, "she is also a traditional Chinese medicine."

"You don't know that there is a guy named Yisheng in China. He has successfully conquered most of the world's incurable diseases, including cancer and uremia. Moreover, his traditional Chinese medicine has been sold to the magnesium country, and the effect is quite good." The Negro sighed.

"Have you ever taken traditional Chinese medicine?" Xurumeng asks.

"Yes, of course I have." The black man said solemnly, "I am a taxi driver. Because I have been driving for a long time, my prostate is very serious. I have been to the hospital several times, and the effect is not very good."

"Those incompetent doctors will only prescribe some useless drugs for me. Instead of getting better after taking them, they have increased the burden on my kidney. I didn't expect that the traditional Chinese medicine I took was taken well in half a month after being introduced by one of my buddies."

When talking about this, the black people were still excited. "Before that, I never knew that Chinese medicine was so powerful. I even thought that there was only western medicine in the world."

"Is it really so powerful?" Xurumeng doesn't believe it.

"Of course." The black man said, "I am a living example. My condition is now completely better. Really..."

"Medical Saint..." ye haoxuan murmured these two words. After he came to the magnesium state, he heard the name more than once. Although he didn't know the guy named medical saint, he felt very familiar with him.

"That's what I mentioned to you before. Do you still remember the Chinese master of traditional Chinese medicine?" Xu Rumeng said.

"Remember, is his medical skill really that good?" Yehaoxuan asked back.

"I don't know. I haven't contacted him. But I think he has been given a myth by the Chinese side. Those world problems can't be solved casually." Xurumeng said, "I heard that he was going to visit magnesium before, but I don't know why. Now there is no news. There must be something wrong."

"The medical sage said that he would visit magnesium before, but I don't know why the trip was cancelled. I have some news about him because a damned congressman in our country strongly opposed his visit to magnesium in order to protect his family's pharmaceutical business." The Negro said.

"What is the relationship between the doctor's visit to magnesium and his family business?" Yehaoxuan asked in some confusion.

"Because the medical sage will not only come to us, but also bring a group of experts in traditional Chinese medicine. They want to bring traditional Chinese medicine to magnesium. Before, traditional Chinese medicine has had an impact on the western medicine market in magnesium. If traditional Chinese medicine rises in magnesium, those damned senators' family businesses will suffer serious losses. Therefore, he strongly opposes the medical sage's visit to magnesium." The Negro said.

"So it is." Xurumeng suddenly realized, "it seems that this medical saint is not in vain. Otherwise, the old man in the Senate would not be so afraid of him."

"It must be so." The Negro said.

In other words, several have reached their destination. This place is a slum far away from Chinatown.

In prosperous places, there will be a gap between the rich and the poor, even in the magnesium country with high human rights. In fact, the magnesium country most people yearn for is not as beautiful as they think. There are also poor people in this place.

More than ten kilometers west of Chinatown, close to the coast, there is a huge slum. There are nearly a thousand poor people gathered here. Most of them belong to the ethnic group of illegal immigrants. Here, life is not guaranteed, so they can only hold together.

In addition, there are not a few large and small slums in magnesium country. The people here basically do not enjoy various government guarantees and are supported by only a small income every day.

Seeing this slum covered with dilapidated houses, ye haoxuan felt inconceivable. He did not expect that such a place also existed in developed countries.

The houses in this place are very small, and some people live in shabby tents, mixed with people of all races. Some people are too sick to go to the hospital, so they are working hard here.

"There is such a place in magnesium country." Yehaoxuan felt inconceivable. In his opinion, even if there were poor people in the developed magnesium country, they would not be so poor.

"Every ethnic group has a gap between the rich and the poor. Most of these people are illegal immigrants. The people of magnesium are not God, and they are very exclusive of people who are not their own race. The situation you see now is much better. In the past, the government could hardly tolerate these people."

"Even if they abide by the law, the police or the army will come to inspect them every once in a while. Every time, someone will be taken away and deported." Xu ruomang said as he walked forward: "however, later, under the pressure of international human rights, they are now turning a blind eye. As long as there are no big problems, they will not be so strict."

"So it is." Yehaoxuan nodded thoughtfully and said, "the environment in this place is bad, especially near the sea. With the mountains on three sides, as long as it is cloudy and rainy, it will increase miasma, which is harmful to the human body."

"People here don't feel very well after every change." Yehaoxuan looked at the people in most of the slums looking sickly.

"Yes, they are not in good health. How can you find out why they are ill?" Xu ruomeng was surprised. She used to come here for free clinics. She always thought that the health conditions could not keep up with the sick people here. However, according to yehaoxuan, it was caused by miasma.

"Yes, look at the mountain over there." Yehaoxuan pointed to a hill not far from the north and said, "the climate of magnesium is very mild, but the plants on the mountain are listless. This is because of the geographical location and the climate. The miasma breeds here, so the plants here are a little yellow. The plants are like this, not to mention people."

"Ah... So it is." Xurumeng was surprised to look along the direction of yehaoxuan's fingers. Sure enough, he saw that the plants there were some yellow.

In principle, this is impossible, because the climate here is good, and the environment is not as serious as in China because of the rapid economic development. These plants have problems when they grow like this.