Evolution 2030: Studying Medicine Won't Save Americans

Judging from the series of events that just happened, what this person said should be basically true.

But what Chen Yisen was concerned about was, what exactly did these people want to do with him?

He was about to step forward and interrogate them when he suddenly realized that none of the three black men knew where Joey came from.

Therefore, there is no need to speak in person; instead, one can simply use Joey's body to get things done.

She portrayed herself as a mere victim who only retaliated to a limited extent, while Joey was a righteous man who stepped in to help those in need.

That way, even if some trouble arises later, you can extricate yourself from it.

New York State does not have unlimited self-defense rights and also stipulates an obligation to withdraw. This means that legitimate self-defense should cease once the aggressor is incapacitated, and any further violence inflicted after this point may be considered excessive self-defense.

Of course, the standards in actual operation are much more lenient.

Moreover, in the Bronx, you're dealing with a few street thugs, and almost no police officer would actually bother with such a thing.

However, Chen Yisen's current risk tolerance is almost zero, so it's always good to be cautious.

Thinking of this, he silently stepped back a short distance while controlling Joey to walk forward.

First, he kicked the short-haired black man who was squatting on the ground into a prone position. Then, he aimed the gun with one hand, locked the man's arms with the other hand, and pressed his body down with his legs, completely cutting off any possibility of struggling and escaping.

"I ask, you answer."

The short-haired Black man nodded vigorously.

"What's your name? Who let you come here?"

"My name is Omar, Omar Campos. We came here on our own; no one ordered us to..."

"No one ordered you to do this?" Joey suddenly increased the pressure of his joint lock on the other man. "You're telling me no one ordered you to rob people instead of robbing them for money?"

"No, no!" the black man, his hands tied behind his back, screamed as he answered rapidly. "My girlfriend is sick, her stomach hurts a lot, and she can't afford to go to the hospital because she doesn't have insurance. The underground clinic said it was gastroenteritis and prescribed medicine, but she's not getting better. I happen to know an Asian doctor who often eats at this burger joint, so I thought I'd kidnap her there... no, please come over there for a checkup!"

???

The tense atmosphere fell silent for a moment.

Chen Yisen was even more confused.

Although that's what the other person said from the beginning, he thought it was nonsense and didn't take it seriously at all.

So it really turns out I need to see a doctor?

"Are you kidding me?" Chen Yisen instructed Joey to smash Omar's head hard with the butt of his gun. "While federally certified health centers are required to charge consultation fees in principle, they are also prohibited from refusing to treat patients. Do you understand what that means?"

Omar shook his head.

"So you mean you can owe it to me, and I can pay you back later when I have the money? Do you really need to rob a doctor for such a trivial matter? Besides, shouldn't you have Medicaid?"

In New York, public healthcare institutions such as community clinics and Bellevue Hospital and Lincoln Hospital, which belong to the NYC H+H system, are allowed to delay payment of consultation fees.

Although unpaid bills plus interest can essentially kill a person's chance to make a comeback, most people don't have that chance anyway, so survival is their priority.

Of course, the cost of the medicine still needs to be paid in full, and this is usually the biggest expense.

The problem is that even if Chen Yisen is brought over to get a diagnosis, he still has to buy extra medicine, so there's no way to save that money.

Therefore, in his view, such a ridiculous reason is completely untenable.

But Omar's explanation was simple and convincing: "I...I don't know!"

"I've never been to a hospital before, except for one by an old Mexican man... a shady clinic run by a Mexican grandpa. This time the medicine he gave me didn't work, so I thought I'd go see a proper doctor to find out what's wrong..."

"..."

No, buddy?

Chen Yisen didn't know what to say.

Omar is most likely telling the truth.

Just like the reason Gao Fei believed him earlier—you can't make up something this outrageous just to lie.

Moreover, the United States does indeed have a massive underground medical industry network that, in theory, can meet all of a person's needs from birth to death.

As for the actual results...

Just look at Omar and you'll see.

In short, now that it was confirmed that the other party was not a mastermind behind the scenes targeting the original body, Chen Yi's biggest concern was dispelled, and she began to think about how to end things.

It would be best to keep the gun.

But it doesn't seem like it should lead to someone dying in the street...

Just as Chen Yisen was considering how to spare the lives of these three people without letting them cause any more trouble, the mohawk-haired man who was first knocked down by the car door actually struggled to get up!

"Fxxk..." Due to the severe injuries inside his mouth, his voice was already somewhat indistinct, but he still put on a fierce look as if he didn't care about his life, "Where did this Spic come from? He's in cahoots with this Ching Chong."

?

Chen Yisen considers himself a kind person.

If the other party backs down and begs for forgiveness in this situation, then since he wasn't the one who suffered today, the matter will be over and done with.

But this attitude...

That can only mean that this kid has already found a way to die!

It might also scare Omar and shut him up.

"Say it again?" Chen Yisen directed Joey to look at the other person and scolded him.

"You bastard, Spic, if you have the guts, kill me today, or else..."

"boom--"

A bullet hit his eye socket.

It interrupted the mohawk-haired man's last sentence and ended his suffering.

Dr. Chen is kind-hearted and can't bear to see people suffer.

"I've never heard of such a strange request before..." Chen Yisen thought to himself, while continuing to pretend to be harmless and keeping a distance.

Don't let the blood splatter on me.

Following the sudden death of the mohawk-wearing man, the other two reacted in starkly different ways.

The short, stocky black man who was first knocked down scrambled to his feet, and his reaction was not to run away, but to try to pounce on Chen Yisen across the street.

Such a courageous act astonished the latter.

Since Joey has already killed one, it won't make a difference if he kills a second one.

then……

"Bang—bang—"

This time it was two shots, one to the back and one to the back of the head.

thump.

The heavy corpse fell to the ground.

Meanwhile, Omar, who was still crouching on the ground with his head in his hands, was so scared that he wet himself. Warm liquid kept flowing out between his legs, soaking his entire trouser leg.

Her voice was trembling with tears: "Don't kill me... have mercy..."

Chen Yisen really couldn't bring himself to hurt this lovable character.

He's not some kind of killing machine. If we're talking about eyewitnesses, there are several others in the burger shop across the street. Could he possibly kill them all?

Besides, the risks involved are relatively manageable; it's not to the point where we have to leave no survivors.

After a moment's thought, he instructed Joey to tuck the gun into his lower back.

"Get out!"

As a result, Omar hesitated: "What about the doctor..."

Chen Yisen couldn't help but roll his eyes from a distance.

Even at a time like this, this guy is still thinking about finding a doctor to treat his girlfriend.

He's definitely a breath of fresh air among Black people.

However, despite his noble character, Chen Yisen is not some saint.

Letting someone go is a normal act of kindness; to actually follow them into their territory would be pure idiocy.

So he controlled Joey to pretend to draw his gun again. Omar realized that this request was not appropriate, so he quickly used his racial talent and disappeared into the alleyway not far away.

"America, what a fucking amazing country..."

Chen Yisen muttered to himself as he looked back at the two dead bodies on the ground.

Although the NYPD turns a blind eye to the crime in the Bronx, if they leave the bodies to lie on the streets until tomorrow morning, someone will have to call the police.

But at that moment, two sets of almost identical information suddenly appeared in Chen Yisen's mind, corresponding to the two corpses on the ground:

[Awakening: Parasite]: The brain (spinal cord) is partially missing, making it impossible to awaken.

[Dispel: Incubation Period]: Obtain partial memories of the deceased, with a chance to acquire [Characteristic Genes] or [Knowledge].

Both corpses can be dispersed.

Chen Yisen suddenly regretted letting Omar go...

Of course, that's just wishful thinking.

Even if he knew in advance that it could be dispelled, he wouldn't go so far as to rip off someone just to win a prize.

My attention quickly returned to the two sets of information in my mind.

The inability to awaken it indicates that this ability has an upper limit.

While superficial injuries and general organ injuries like those suffered by Joey can be healed, there's nothing that can be done about losing major parts like the head or spine.

I need to be more careful in the future.

However, this time there was no other choice but to carry out two dispersals.

After a bout of dizziness, Chen Yisen gained two memories of little value. Their only purpose was to confirm that the three people were not members of any gang, so he didn't have to worry about anyone coming after him for revenge.

Apart from that, the mohawk-headed body offered nothing more and simply fell silent.

But a large amount of gold was found inside the short, stocky black man's body.

【Special Gene: Electrical Impedance Tomography】: It releases a very weak, imperceptible biocurrent of a specific frequency through the skin of the palm. By receiving feedback on the impedance changes of the current in different media, it constructs the internal structure of the object being touched in the brain.