“Although I like German culture, architecture, scenery, and food, that doesn’t mean I want to marry a German white man.” Julia Green openly stated her criteria for choosing a partner, then thought for a moment and added, “And all the Germans I know love to say ‘王八蛋’! That’s so rude.”

Saying ‘王八蛋’ all the time—no one could stand that, no matter who it is. How is that any different from constantly cursing with ‘your mother’ or ‘his mother’?

At least he had a master’s degree, and since modern experimental psychology originated in Germany, Abraham Lincoln had read plenty of original German materials and had some understanding of the language. He said helplessly, “It probably isn’t ‘王八蛋’, right? It’s ‘王蛋八’, which translates into Chinese as ‘very good, excellent’, synonymous with ‘wonderful’ in English.”

In recent times, thanks to convenient information transmission and dissemination, all kinds of new vocabulary in different language families have almost no difference in pronunciation or meaning, making the languages of European and American countries more and more like regional dialects. For example, the word “family”—in English it’s pronounced ‘family’, in German it’s ‘Familien’, almost the same.

Therefore, many Europeans and Americans, besides their mother tongue, can easily master two or three, or even more, other languages.

It’s just like how Chinese people can speak both Shanghainese and Northeastern dialects—there’s no need for a separate language course.

Julia Green was stunned, blinking her long-lashed eyes, and after a while finally spoke again.

“You’re not lying to me?”

“Of course not!”

Abraham Lincoln nodded vigorously.

“Ah! How embarrassing, this is so humiliating!”

The carnivorous girl covered her face, overwhelmed with grief.

“It’s not that serious, is it?”

There are plenty of people who can’t tell the difference between ‘王八蛋’ and ‘王蛋八’, it’s not really that embarrassing.

“I’m a livestreamer, and I said in front of so many viewers that Germans like to say ‘王八蛋’. Now I’m doomed, really doomed!”

At this point, Julia Green even felt like hanging herself. She’d exposed her lack of culture in front of the whole country, and now her embarrassment had gone international. She could just imagine a bunch of people secretly laughing at her behind their screens.

“Weren’t you planning to settle in Germany? Didn’t you learn German?”

Abraham Lincoln was a bit puzzled. Logically, this German fan girl who wanted to immigrate should have learned German first.

Julia Green’s face flushed bright red, and she stammered, “Foreign languages are too hard. I’ve been learning German for a long time, but I just can’t get it.”

On her trips to Germany, she always spent a lot of money hiring local guides or joining tour groups. Otherwise, she’d have gotten lost on her own—no way she’d have the courage to travel solo.

She kept saying she wanted to immigrate to Germany, but couldn’t even speak German. Thinking about it, it was kind of ridiculous.

“Actually, Thailand is pretty nice too. In many places you can speak Chinese, and Thai people are especially polite. When you meet them, they say, ‘Swipe my card!’”

Abraham Lincoln had joined a hospital-organized tour group to Thailand, visiting Bangkok, Phuket, Chiang Rai, and Chiang Mai, and had a good impression of the place.

Even if you don’t want to stay in China, there’s no need to go all the way to Europe. It’s so inconvenient to visit family during the holidays.

“Pfft!”

Still brooding over her livestream blunder, Julia Green finally couldn’t help but burst out laughing. Greet people by saying ‘swipe my card’—what kind of country is that?

As she laughed, her expression suddenly changed, her laughter stopped abruptly, and she clutched her belly, trembling all over.

“What’s wrong?”

Abraham Lincoln noticed that Julia Green’s condition seemed a bit off.

“Gall... gallstones acting up, I forgot my medicine!” Julia Green’s face turned pale, cold sweat beading on her forehead. She groaned, “You—you’re a doctor, think of something quick.”

Although it was their first meeting, they both knew some basic things about each other.

Julia Green knew Abraham Lincoln was a doctor, and now, in unbearable pain, she couldn’t care about anything else and could only hope for a miracle.

“I’m a psychiatrist!”

Abraham Lincoln was a bit dumbfounded. Treating gallstones should be the job of a hepatobiliary or gastroenterology doctor, not a psychiatrist.

“I’m dying! I’m dying! Hurry up, I can’t take it anymore, just do anything to stop the pain.”

Carnivores and gallstones really are a pair locked in a love-hate relationship. Julia Green was already pale as a ghost, in agony.

The chance to feast at the Tuman Restaurant had made her completely forget about the pile of stones in her gallbladder.

Other people in the restaurant noticed something was wrong at Abraham Lincoln and Julia Green’s table, and a waiter was about to come over to check.

“Alright, alright!”

Abraham Lincoln was also being forced into it, shook his head, and said helplessly, “Congratulations, fellow cultivator, on achieving Golden Core!”

This was basically a kind of spiritual victory—using willpower to overcome the body.

Most psychiatric medications act directly on the brain, and who would dare prescribe them recklessly? Even if he wanted to, there was nowhere to get the medicine now. Maybe hypnosis could temporarily make her forget the pain.

But a beautiful streamer girl is out with you, eating together—if you hypnotize her, what’s the point? How could you still have fun together?

What? The sudden joke caught the agonized Julia Green completely off guard. She stared at Abraham Lincoln in shock.

What the heck?

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Golden... Golden Core!?