Perhaps it was because something had happened at Peter Brown’s place, the enemies that were going to intercept them quickly dispersed, and the Hua Nation’s warship arrived in the direction of the island reef with many Cultivator experts.
Jason Weir and the others went to make contact, and Peter sat on the deck, looking at the island reef that had been destroyed by their bombardment, and couldn’t help but sigh. He originally thought he would explore for treasure, but hadn’t expected all this trouble instead.
"Brother Wang, if you hadn’t joined us this time, we wouldn’t know what kind of outcome we’d be facing!"
Camilla Collins felt emotional when she thought of how Peter had saved her life on this mission, which had also made her feel more mature.
"Peter, what are you going to do when you go back?" This time, Tara Morgan changed her address, and her voice had a coquettish tone that made Peter’s whole body feel goosebumps.
"I am a farmer, so I will farm. Of course, when school starts, I will go to college at the Traditional Chinese Medicine University in the provincial city, fulfilling my dream of going to college."
"Peter, leave your phone number for me, and I’ll come see you later."
Upon hearing Tara Morgan’s address, Camilla Collins also changed hers.
After leaving each other’s contact numbers, Peter saw Jason Weir bring a soldier over.
He then spent some time chatting with the arriving soldiers and cultivators.
However, Peter didn’t intend to become close friends with them. His current plan was to return to the village as soon as possible, as he felt uncomfortable in this place.
Many tasks required Jason Weir and others to handle, so Peter took a warship back, which only took a few days to return to a coastal province in the Southland.
Looking at the departing Peter, Priest Wilson said, "Later, you need to make a report, rewards based on merit will still be given, and we’ll be in touch."
Looking at Priest Wilson, Peter smiled bitterly, "I can deal with everything else, but please help me get some more jade, I really don’t have much left, I need it now. Also, please don’t involve me in these things in the future, I just want to live a good farmer’s life, this stuff is too dangerous!"
Oliver Bridge laughed loudly, "It seems that your farmer’s life is quite comfortable. Once I have dealt with my affairs, I will come and find you."
Camilla suddenly rushed up and tightly hugged Peter before letting go, her face flushed as she said, "Peter, I will come to see you."
Tara Morgan also followed suit, hugging Peter and saying, "You mentioned developing initiatives in your area. I will come and see what’s going on, and I’ll invest a bit too."
After waving his hand, Peter turned and left.
This incident had left Peter somewhat frustrated, as he hadn’t gained any benefits, yet had consumed so much jade.
Whenever he thought about the few hundred million jade he had used up, Peter could only shake his head and sigh.
After the plane landed in the provincial city, Peter checked into a hotel without alerting anyone.
After charging his cell phone for a while, Peter saw that he had many missed calls.
After checking for a while, he saw that many of the calls were from Dr. Richardson.
He didn’t know what the Hospital Director wanted, but Peter was grateful to him, as he had always been trying to help Peter.
"Dr. Richardson, what can I do for you?" Peter asked after picking up the phone.
"How come your phone is always unreachable?"
"Well, you know me, our place has a bad signal. I just arrived in the provincial city."
"Great, where are you? I’ll have someone pick you up immediately." Hearing his apparent urgency, Peter could only shake his head, as it seemed that his plan for some peace and quiet was unattainable.
After giving his location, an hour later, a middle-aged man had arrived at Peter’s hotel room.
"I’m sorry to have kept you waiting, the traffic was terrible!"
"It’s okay, let’s go."
That was just the way the traffic was in the provincial city, and Peter had no choice.
Another hour later, Peter arrived at the Military District Hospital, where Dr. Richardson had been waiting.
"Peter, one reason I asked you to come is that we have a patient who is a Middle Eastern military officer. He suddenly fell ill while participating in an activity here, and we can’t find the cause. We were supposed to send him to Kingston today, but you were just in time."
"Dr. Richardson, with so many good doctors in the country, there’s no need for me to handle this, right?"
"Right, these are your medical practicing certificates and such, keep them well. From now on, there shouldn’t be any problems with your medical practice."
When giving those documents to Peter, Dr. Richardson looked at him.
Taking them, Peter smiled bitterly, knowing that Dr. Richardson had done him a great favor already. As a result, he had no choice but to ask, "Can you explain the situation?"
"He is a military officer from a Middle Eastern country, and presumably came here to purchase military firepower. I don’t know the specifics, but I only know that the competition in the sale of military firepower is fierce. This officer has great influence in his country, and if the situation gets worse, our country’s reputation will be seriously affected. For the sake of our country’s honor, we must save him at all costs."
Peter understood that if they sent this man away, not only would the country’s face be lost, but Dr. Richardson’s reputation would also be at risk for not being able to save him.
"Have all the examinations been done?"
"Yes, we’ve done everything we could, but we couldn’t find out what’s wrong. I know you have some special abilities, and I hope you can help us figure out what’s going on."
At that moment, a soldier came in and spoke to Dr. Richardson. His face changed upon hearing the news, and he looked at Peter and said, "The situation has escalated. Several countries have expressed their willingness to treat this officer. In fact, this is a slap in the face for us. If we can’t save him, we will have big trouble!"
"What does the superior want to do?"
"The superior has no choice but to let everyone conduct their own examinations and come up with a treatment plan."
Peter understood. They wouldn’t move the patient, and the country’s intention was for everyone to compete to see who could cure this Middle Eastern military officer. In fact, it was just a competition.
"Some top doctors from our country have been sent here. Peter, let them take a look first, okay?" Dr. Richardson hesitated before saying this, as he was somewhat embarrassed. He originally wanted to use his position to ask Peter to treat the patient, but now that foreign countries and the state were involved, it was no longer within his control.