A few days later.

In front of San Diego Center Hospital.

The gunshot event has passed.

However, the aftermath hasn't ended yet.

KNBC started to look for the families of the wounded, preparing to shoot a lot of 'stories' with them.

But some people have to come to the hospital.

For example, this person...

"Citizens! I understand your concerns! I understand your anxiety! Our city is no longer safe! This is truly something shameful!

As a congressman, if I am elected as a state senator! Then, I will do my utmost to fight for funding from the state legislature!

The security in our San Diego will definitely satisfy everyone!

I am your loyal friend, Paddy!"

Paddy arrived.

Actually, several politicians had already come earlier.

Like the mayor of San Diego, and other officials such as the chief of San Diego police.

Additionally, several congressmen have also arrived.

For this kind of event, it's actually their stage.

No matter what they can do, it's important to make an appearance and be captured by the media.

Then, garner votes.

Completing the routine is the most important thing.

Paddy was actually a bit late, but this delay... had its reasons.

"Congressman Paddy! Can you talk about your relationship with the Health Sect?"

Huh? Who the hell is this?

Paddy was afraid this matter would be brought up.

Otherwise, he would have been here long ago.

As an old politician, if he didn't come to see the injured citizens for this event, it would be unspeakable.

But he indeed had connections with that Health Sect.

This... he couldn't not come, or reporters would come knocking!

"Yes! Previously someone captured you being quite close to the Health Sect!"

"Congressman Paddy, would you like to explain the issue with the Health Sect?"

Once someone starts, others will definitely follow suit.

A series of questions was thrown at him, and Paddy's face looked very unpleasant.

But, a politician is a politician, and he already has a contingency plan.

"Everyone, I feel my political opponents are already eager to stir trouble! First and foremost, the Health Sect cannot be defined as illegal! Especially the drug Oxycodone, which is legal and approved by the FDA! Besides, Purdue Company is also a legal company!

The owners of the company, the Sackler Clan, are respectable; they are enthusiastic about charity.

This drug itself has also saved countless Americans!

Everyone! Kind-hearted citizens! Don't be misled by my political opponents!

The one truly deserving condemnation is the shooter! The bastard who is still on the run!

We should fully cooperate with the police to catch the shooter and uphold justice!"

What a superb speech!

After Paddy's speech, many citizens truly applauded him.

Clap, clap.

The reporter who initiated the questions seemed rather embarrassed.

This politician really has some skills.

But honestly, Paddy inwardly breathed a sigh of relief.

If they thoroughly investigate the Health Sect, how could there be no problems?

Damn it! It's all that shooter's fault!

Fortunately, no matter how things develop, this incident has been smoothed over.

Then, Paddy has to continue his performance.

His team entered the hospital and met a doctor.

"Hello, Congressman Paddy."

"Hello, Dr. Carlos."

The one addressed as Dr. Carlos by Paddy was clearly from the same ethnicity as Paddy; they were both Latino.

The name Carlos is merely an abbreviation of his full name.

No choice, Latino names are really too long, generally, they have to be this way.

For instance, a handsome football player, Kaka.

If they didn't use the name Kaka, the announcer would get exhausted just introducing his name.

But, at this moment, a momentary displeasure appeared on Dr. Carlos' face.

Fortunately, it soon passed.

Because this Dr. Carlos was not just any doctor, he was the vice dean of San Diego Center Hospital.

It makes sense, given Paddy is a congressman, he couldn't possibly be received by an ordinary doctor.

The two of them then went through the routine.

Dr. Carlos briefed Congressman Paddy on the current situation of the wounded.

The congressman's photography team displayed great professionalism, following them all the way.

They even entered the ward, where Paddy warmly expressed his care and concern for the injured.

The wounded were moved, almost to tears.

Once these routines were completed, the photography team signaled an OK.

Presumably, this video segment would soon appear on the local TV station in San Diego.

The friendly smiles of the congressman and the vice dean will definitely touch many viewers.

Afterwards.

Paddy and Carlos entered the vice dean's office.

"F*ck! How did this happen!"

"Keep your voice down, the soundproofing here isn't that good."

"I don't believe you can't control those doctors outside."

"Even if that's the case, there's no need to act in front of me."

It seemed as if once the door closed, the two of them completely changed.

Vice Dean Carlos put on a pair of thin-framed glasses. His skin isn't as dark as a black person, nor is it very white.

However, he still gives off a clean, elite vibe.

A disdainful expression occasionally appears on his lean face.

Obviously, he wasn't afraid of Congressman Paddy.

The foul language had been used, the emotions briefly vented.

Congressman Paddy started to calmly discuss with the vice dean.

"The Health Sect issue has me in a bind, now what can we do?"

Dr. Carlos calmly said, "You think I'm in a good position? I'm still waiting for you to become a state senator and allocate funds for our hospital."

Turns out, they had such an arrangement.

Paddy continued, "Now my election prospects have changed, the Health Sect is done for, I'm losing a lot of votes, and plus Oxycodone is also under scrutiny, even if it doesn't have much to do with us.

However, if I don't get elected, then the hospital's funding can't be hoped for either."

Carlos frowned, "Are you threatening me?"

"How could I?" Paddy smiled very kindly, but it was also quite fake.

Running for congressman is already very costly, now Paddy still needs to run for state senator, which requires even more money.

The Health Sect previously was actually quite decent; at least it was to Paddy.

As for the Oxycodone needed by the Sect Leader, it's too simple.

Dr. Carlos could be considered a supplier, and what's more, it's all legal, from which he also earns a lot.

The original plan was, if Paddy became a state senator, he would advocate for a massive allocation of funds to San Diego Center Hospital.

In which case, Carlos might have the chance to advance to dean.

Paddy further imagined that this guy would definitely reap a considerable amount of benefits.

As for how to convert the funds into personal wealth, such things are too simple in the United States.

Now, the plan has changed.

What should change?

"Didn't I tell you to keep an eye on those routes?"

"Oh? The Hyaluronic Acid you mentioned, what exactly is it?"

"You idiots would never guess, this thing is more profitable than drug trafficking!"

"Ah?"

Paddy was dumbfounded, but also delighted.

Because he saw an opportunity to solve the election funding issue.

Meanwhile, Carlos... he had sensed earlier that someone was profiting greatly from the utilization of Hyaluronic Acid!

...

On the second floor of the Asian Supermarket.

Attorney Oden hadn't been operating for several days.

Of course, the lawyer had called his clients.

He wanted to change to a newer and better law firm.

Today, Oden brought his friend, Dr. Zhou, to the law firm.

The smell inside still wasn't great.

But those aspects weren't important, what mattered was a person with bandages wrapped around their face.

This person, of course, was Owen.

Zhou Mo Sen acted quickly, and it wasn't long before all the bandages were removed.

A mirror was brought before Owen.

He looked at himself in the mirror, his face still swollen.

There were quite a few scars and bloodstains.

But, he was certain, he was no longer his old self!

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