It takes more than two days to drive from New York to Las Vegas.

At two o'clock in the morning, I simply exchanged positions with Cyril and changed to a simple driving!

Although it was midnight, Cyril was not very sleepy. He turned his head and glanced at the man behind him who was confused and asked, "Will you not send him to the hospital, okay?"

If something happened to this person in their hands, he would be unable to tell the truth!

He simply looked at the figure in the back seat through the rearview mirror, thought for a while, and then spoke out: "He himself doesn't want to go to the hospital. After returning to New York, I will use the equipment at home to check it out."

Simply put, Cyril did not worry about this issue any more.

He looked at the simplicity of driving beside him, and asked intentionally or unintentionally, "How long will he stay when he comes back this time?"

"It depends on whether my mother and the principal who had a crush on her in Country A can make a fortune, but I plan to find something here first..."

After all, not only does she have to pay for her mother in the wheelchair now, but she also has a nanny in her family who will pay her salary next month. All of this is on her shoulders!

Cyril looked at the slender hands that were simply placed on the steering wheel meaningfully, and said carefully: "You can go back to Professor Rosbash's laboratory!"

The salary paid by the laboratory can handle all the expenses of simple things.

But she has never taken a scalpel since she simply killed someone a few years ago.

What is the difference between a surgeon who cannot hold a knife and losing his right hand!

"Don't mention it." Jian was a little absent-minded. "This time I came back, the old man called me back, but I quarreled with him after I met. How could I let me go back shamelessly now!"

Even if the old man begs her to go back, she will not be able to participate in the experiment.

"Then you can go to some hospitals for treatment. If it were you, I believe there would be many hospitals who would invite you!" Cyril continued to speak out, whether from the standpoint of a friend or a neighbor, he hoped that simple would be good.

As soon as he finished speaking, he simply pursed his lips and did not respond immediately.

The bright black eyes looked at the two rows of street lights on the road ahead, and their eyes were a little confused.

What else can she do if she loses medicine?

"It's okay, I won't starve to death. Take one step at a time!" responded simply and perfunctorily.

She even felt a little reluctant to face or think about such a problem.

Since she was a child, she has been labeled with various labels, such as medical genius, miracles, etc. Almost all her memories for more than ten years have been about medicine. Now, she suddenly wants to evacuate the circle of habit, and she has no idea what to do...

He had been with Jian for a long time and could not say he knew best, but he still knew more or less about her joys, sorrows, and happiness.

Seeing that he was unwilling to talk about medicine, Cyril changed the topic and pretended to be careless and asked, "How are you living in Country A for the past two years? Are you used to it?"

A simple chuckling: "I am a Chinese, and I have nothing to do with returning to my hometown."

Cyril smiled, his eyes turned, pretending to make fun of it and said, "In the past six months after you left, I wanted to buy air tickets to spend time with you in Country A. I heard that the girls in Country A are so beautiful. Now, thinking about not going there, I regret it so much!"

A faint curve was touched by the corner of the simple mouth, "The girl in Country A is beautiful, but there are too many constraints on her body, so I can't get along. But you, the love prodigal son, got married, and it surprised me a little!"

He knew her unmarriageism, and at that time they threatened to organize their respective exes to play a football match in the future...

The smile on the corner of Cyril's mouth gradually cooled down, he turned his head to look at the night outside the window, casually: "Well, I originally wanted to play for a few more years, but I didn't expect to win the prize and get married."

He nodded thoughtfully, "Since you are all going to be promoted to a father, please take some snacks and treat your wife well and your family well!"

Cyril responded lightly. In fact, he had a little unhappy relationship with his wife if he wanted to accompany him. When she entered the police station and called her family, she was even more disappointed. She was afraid that it would be difficult to serve when she went back this time!

He felt a little headache when he thought of this, and he spoke out and changed the subject: "Where are you? How many members of the football team?"

She simply unconsciously pulled her lips, and there was a little light in her black eyes. She was afraid that she didn't know that her voice had a rare softness: "I'm not capable, only one, and just one makes me a little bit too big."

I can't handle any of them, and I'm going to be the football team!

Cyril didn't know how he felt at this moment, but he felt very complicated.

He turned his head and looked at the simple facial features of the Asian woman with a logo beside him, and asked subconsciously: "I am very interested in the man you like. I wonder if it is because of three heads and six arms, or is it wearing the underwear backwards?"

"Hahaha!" simple and cheerful laughed out loud, "It's not that exaggerated, but it starts with appearance and is charming. Although it's a bit introverted, it's very cute. He happened to come to Las Vegas, and he was the one who bailed me..."

Cyril pulled a far-fetched curve into the corner of his mouth and did not ask any further.

So she would go to the Palais Hotel and be with that man...
Chapter completed!