Chapter 452: The face is gone

It was not only Marcelo who was shocked by Clark's screams, but many foreign reporters around were taken aback.

So the nearest foreign reporters hurriedly ran over to inspect the situation, and the sight immediately stunned several reporters, only to see Breno crawling on the muddy grass, his face blurred with flesh and blood, and Clark holding his hands on the same bloody lower body, screaming incessantly.

Not far from the two of them, there were two obvious skidding marks, coupled with the blood-stained tree stumps and branches in front of the two of them, it was obvious that one of the two accidentally fell and hit them when they were dodging the forced landing of the plane just now.

If this is usually fine, at most it will be injured, but unfortunately the two unlucky people caught up with the rain, and the ground was muddy and slippery, so the impact force was stronger.

What else can you do in this situation?

So several enthusiastic foreign reporters were about to start helping Clark and Breno, but before they could do anything, they heard a person not far away shouting: "Wait!"

The reporter who stepped forward was stunned for a moment, and then turned around, and saw the Soviet TASS reporter Shokin holding his camera at Clark and Breno and quickly pulling the shutter a few times, and then explained with a smile to several reporters who were already stunned: "I just think this is a good news point, and the reporters in the United States and Canada actually injured themselves in order to avoid a non-existent danger, although they can't make headlines, at least they can make a report on anecdotes." ”

Saukin was righteous, and in fact there was a reason for him to say it bluntly, that is, to take a photo and leave a piece of evidence, so that Clark and Breno would not be beaten up and sprayed everywhere when they were stable.

They are all journalists, and they all belong to the high-IQ group, although Saukin didn't say it directly, but these reporters don't know the meaning of what they say, plus Clark and Breno usually like to reverse black and white and make things up, who dares to guarantee that they will make up for the huge medical expenses and lost work.

So the reporter who was about to step forward to help immediately withdrew his hand as if he had been electrocuted, and then learned that Saukin took the camera and changed it several angles, and shot at Clark and Breno so angrily.

Clark almost didn't go crazy, but unfortunately the flesh and blood had been hit by the tree stump below, and the pain was almost unconscious, and as a result, these conscienceless people regarded themselves as news points, and they all deserved to hell.

However, no matter how much Clark scolded in his heart, there was only a miserable howl left in his mouth, and it hurt so much that Clark couldn't even speak, and of course, the false request for help naturally couldn't be expressed.

The reporters who came around also thought that Clark didn't mean it, after all, Clark was usually proud, tough, and out of low-level tastes, and he was nothing but the United States in his eyes, so how could he ask for help from others.

So a bunch of people took pictures of what should have been filmed and what should have been recorded, and only then did someone propose to go to the Chinese officers and soldiers who blocked them to deal with it.

Of course, in the midst of this time, they built a simple defensive shed for Clark and Breno, for which the foreign correspondents sometimes flattered each other, after all, it was an excellent expression of international friendship, and it was natural to write about it.

In fact, it's just another set of glorified arguments that they won't save themselves, and the intention is obvious, that is, to do it for them, lest Clark and Breno come back and beat them up.

Clark probably still had the energy to think about the sinister intentions of his foreign counterparts, who by this time had long since passed out from blood loss and pain.

When he woke up again, he found that he was already in a clean and tidy ward, the temperature around him was warm and comfortable, and the mattress was a little hard, but he naturally couldn't expect the treatment of a high-end hotel in the hospital, but this still made him feel like home, especially when there was a blonde and blue-eyed American with an American flag pinned to his suit, Clark almost burst into tears: "Am I back in the United States?"

"No, you're still in China. The blonde American man said.

Clark was stunned for a moment, and then looked left and right in disbelief, but accidentally pulled the injured lower body, and a tearing pain came, making Clark break out in a cold sweat, but he still said in disbelief: "How can China have such a good ward?"

"It's not their best hospital, it's just a makeshift shelter for disaster relief. The blonde and blue-eyed American man replied expressionlessly, then exhaled, and his tone became solemn: "You have two choices now, the first is to leave here, I will contact the Chinese side to facilitate the transportation of you to the capital, and then where to find a hospital with good medical conditions to do genital removal surgery for you."

If you can't trust the level of medical care in China, I can also help you connect with the nearest flight, direct flight to the United States, and will also connect you with a hospital, if you have a better option, you can also find it yourself, of course, both of the above options require you to pay for travel and medicine.

In your current situation......"

The blonde and blue-eyed American man inadvertently swept under Clark, and his tone carried a bit of sympathy that all men understand: "I suggest you choose the first one, after all, the injury is very serious, and China is also very professional in this area, there is a unique class called eunuchs in their feudal dynasty for more than 2,000 years, all of which are composed of men who have been castrated, and the castration technology of more than 2,000 years has never been broken, so there are many doctors in the capital whose skills are very good, so ...... Forehead...... Mr. Clark, don't cry, I promise there will be no pain, and of course, you can go back to the United States and do it. ”

Clark really cried, and even the tone of his voice changed: "I saw it when I was injured, it's okay down there, and the place where I happened is not far from the cabin hospital, how can they not be cured with such good medical conditions?"

......The blond American man hesitated for a moment, then took out a newspaper from his coat pocket and slapped it in Clark's hand: "The official in charge here said that although the situation is not as exaggerated as written in your article, the shortage of medical resources exists objectively, so the new patients have to wait, and they will try their best to allocate resources under the premise of protecting the seriously ill patients, so Mr. Clark, if you have the patience to wait, I don't mind." ”

The blonde American man spoke very reservedly, but how could Clark's buzzing head still listen to other people's words at this moment?

Because that newspaper happened to be a critical article he had written about Ren Yuechuan's newsletter before, "Fake News Can't Cover Up the Truth About the Erosion in the Disaster Area", with the subtitle "Everything I Saw in Daxinganling".

Seeing this, Clark only felt that not only were his genitals gone, but his face was about to be smashed.