A Texas cowboy that hates doctors (2)

"That's not important!" "It's just a small problem caused by a lack of rest," neuir said."Once I get over the jet lag, I'll be back to normal!"

He spoke with a strange expression and his eyes flickered. He tried his best to avoid looking at Zheng Ren, as if he was avoiding something.

Zheng Ren felt that there was an obvious barrier in his communication with neuir.

It was not in terms of language. Being proficient in all languages meant that Zheng Ren did not have to worry about this. However, the difference in their mode of thinking hindered Zheng Ren's consultation.

"Mr. Neuir, can I talk to you in private?" Zheng Ren suddenly asked.

Neuir looked at Zheng Ren, his gaze wavering. He could feel that this big China boy's eyes seemed to have some kind of magic, as he could see through his secrets that had been hidden for many years.