Master Doctor in the City

There are big rivers in India, but water is still very tight. Especially in cities like Mumbai, it is possible to bathe without water occasionally.

When Ye Chen came out of the shower at Garawa's house, he found that the water didn't smell much, but it felt a bit sticky.

When Ye Chen was in the room, he knocked outside the door.

Soon, a young woman from the Garawa family gave him a cup of coffee and some local Indian snacks.

After Ye Chen thanked him, he sat there, looking at the night view of Mumbai outside the window.

Mumbai is known as China's Shanghai, but now Ye Chen found that looking out of the window, it was completely different. The lights were very bright on one side, and there seemed to be only a few lights on the other.

Ye Chen was feeling strange.

After all, in China, even in the suburbs or villages in the city, it is impossible to see the current situation.

"Mr. Garawa, you came just right, why is it like this over there?"

"Doctor Ye, the place you are talking about is the poor kiln, where the untouchables live."

Poor kiln?

There are poor kilns in India or other countries, but I have never heard of them in China.

Now when he heard that it was actually a poor kiln, he seemed to understand.

This is separated by a wall, it looks like there are totally two worlds.

"Then what are they doing?"

"They are the lowest-class jobs. If Dr. Ye is interested, I can take you to see it tomorrow."

Interested?

In those places, he is reluctant to go.

The caste system in India is deeply ingrained, and many people are opposed to it on the surface. However, if you are in this class, you are afraid that you are not willing to abolish this system.

"If you have time, you can check it out."

Ye Chen was in the room by himself. He drank that cup of coffee and felt okay. As for the snack, it looked crispy and delicious.

Early the next morning, after Ye Chen woke up, he was going to finish breakfast and look around.

Like the counterfeit and shoddy products of Chinese medicine factories, now it must be Li Feiyi and the others to investigate.

Ye Chen and the Galawa family had breakfast there. This breakfast looks a bit English, like milk, bread, and bacon.

When Ye Chen finished breakfast and Garawa really wanted to take him to see the environment of the poor kiln, Li Feiyi called.

"Ye Chen, someone is looking for you."

"Brother Li, who?"

"It's the young man you rescued in the hotel yesterday. Now he comes to you and wants to see you."

The young man rescued by the hotel yesterday?

"Then I'll pass in a while."

After Ye Chen hung up the phone, he looked at Garawa and said, "Mr. Garawa, take me to the hotel first. I want to see someone."

Gallawa didn't know who Ye Chen was going to meet, so he asked the bodyguard to drive Ye Chen to the five-star hotel.

When they arrived at the hotel, Ye Chen and Jialava got out of the car and soon saw several luxury cars parked outside the door.

Going inside, Ye Chen had already seen the young man who was rescued last night.

"The genius doctor is so good, I finally saw you."

The talking is the hotel manager.

Last night, Ye Chen was here to rescue the young man. From the other side, Ye Chen's medical skills seemed to be able to bring the dead back to life.

Of course, the emergency doctor in the ambulance came over and said to the waking young man that if Ye Chen hadn't rescued him, the other party would have died.

Therefore, the young man stayed in that hospital for one night and after confirming that he had no problems, he went back to the hotel to thank Ye Chen.

"Hello, genius doctor, my name is Walmart. Thank you very much for saving me last night."

Wal-Mart?

Isn't this the supermarket?

However, Garawa was surprised that this young man was actually an heir to the Kshatriya family.

This young man is not easy.

"Doctor Ye, this is the heir of a Kshatriya family. His name is Mr. Walmart."

As for the birth date, Garawa is also unclear.

Kshatriya?

Ye Chen already knew that this was in the second class of the Indian caste, which could be the princes and nobles of the ruling class in India.

Even now, people in the upper class in India are only people.

Ye Chen looked at the other party's skin color, which was much whiter than Galawa. This Wal-Mart looked like those whites, but the eyeballs looked a little different from those European and American whites.

As for Garava, his skin was dark.

Ye Chen could understand most of the English, but a small part still couldn't understand it, and now Garava happened to be an interpreter for him.

"Doctor Ye, can I invite you to my house as a guest?" said Wal-Mart.

Invite him to visit his house?

"of course can."

Ye Chen and Garawa are also preparing to visit Walmart's home.

After getting out of the hotel, I got into a Land Rover car driven by Wal-Mart’s bodyguard, and then took the car to Wal-Mart’s house.

Compared to Garawa, this Wal-Mart lives in Mumbai in a real mansion.

His family in India is definitely the kind of really rich people.

Now when he came there, Ye Chen found a single high-rise building, and the Wal-Mart family lived here.

Right after arriving at the door, Ye Chen had already seen those traditionally bandaged Asan as security guards. After confirming the identities of Ye Chen and Garawa, he was able to drive in.

When entering inside, the building is surrounded by gardens on both sides, and then the outside has been surrounded by high grievances. Without the permission of this family, outsiders would never be able to enter.

Yesterday, Ye Chen could see that Wal-Mart's feet were light and fluttering, and there was no **** color. The other side might be excessive, and the other side's body must also be problematic.

Ye Chen and Garawa got out of the car, Wal-Mart was already waiting with their parents.

When they saw Ye Chen, the middle-aged couple looked at Ye Chen and looked very grateful. Ye Chen looked over and found a lady, a somewhat obese middle-aged man. Walmart introduced to their parents: "Parents, this is the genius doctor who saved my life last night."

"Holy doctor, hello." The middle-aged woman said hello.

"Hello, madam."

Ye Chen and Jialava followed the family to the elevator.

In other countries, those wealthy people live in single villas, but I did not expect that the wealthy and powerful people here actually live in single high-rise buildings.

Going out on the 17th floor of the elevator, and entering the door, Ye Chen had already seen that it was a large flat-storey mansion.

Ye Chen had rarely seen this kind of large flat-storey mansion before, because there were few such design styles in China.

When he took off his shoes at the door and walked inside, Ye Chen realized that this place was the real luxury compared to Garawa.