บท 1844: You're That Miracle Doctor?

Eleven hours later.

The plane landed at the airport of the Independent Continent.

The airport was adjacent to the port. The rectangular area was built on sea level. At the same time, there was a shipping port beside it.

This place was more modern and technologically advanced than any airport in any country.

The plane arrived an hour early.

Qiao Nian got off the plane and casually lowered her baseball cap to cover her clear eyes. She turned on her phone as she walked out.

She did not bring any luggage with her. She only carried a black shoulder bag on her left shoulder and looked more like a tourist.

"Is that her?"

An inconspicuous Buick was parked on the road opposite the airport. The window on the passenger seat rolled down, and a lean man could be seen sitting inside. The man was holding a miniature telescope and facing the airport exit.