lt;pgt;American pros

Elena plopped down next to Martin, rubbed her sore butt, and said, "You don't have ** for medical insurance, I can't afford to take you to a real clinic. Bill used to live on this street, he never charged us for seeing him.","Damn it!" Martin groaned, a headache coming on. Hell's own poor souls, afflicted with incurable diseases.,The car stopped at the roadside, and the muscular man who got out looked at Martin and said, "Martin Davis"。