Chapter 1071: It's None of It
Including Ye Fan, no one had ever seen so many African refugees living in one place before, they were skinny, suffering from hunger, disease, and war, and the least food and clothing were out of reach for them. This is a group of races living at the bottom of human society, and they can only wait for help, and there is no second way to live.
"Medical Point 19 was included in the scope of assistance just last month, and there are more than 12,000 Sudanese and Abyssinians who fled here to escape the disaster of the war, and Abyssinian** cannot afford to resettle them, so they can only seek assistance from countries around the world. Counselor Xu's tone was heavy and serious, could these four well-dressed and empty-handed young men really be competent for the assistance work here? He was not skeptical, he held a positive negative!
It's better for them to back down now, lest they can't hold on later, and the embassy will come and wipe their butts.
Qin Qiaoqing cast an inquiring glance at Ye Fan, such harsh conditions, so many refugees, really want to stay in this place where chickens don't lay eggs because of arguing?
"Get ready to get off!" Ye Fan smiled slightly, not caring.
Several young people looked at each other and nodded, Wu Yazhi secretly sneered in his heart, don't think that if you don't do anything, it will be considered assistance, and in the end, if you don't get results, you will wait to be treated as an international joke!
When they were about to get out of the car, the counselor sighed, took out a business card, and handed it out: "This has the contact information of the embassy and me, if you encounter difficulties, call here." ”
"Thanks, but I don't really need it. Ye Fan smiled and waved, and took the lead to get off the bus.
Counselor Xu was stunned for a while before he remembered to take back his business card, do these young people really have a few brushes, or do they have eyes above the top and don't know how to advance or retreat?
"Hmph, what a group of stunned young people who don't know how to lift!" Wu Yazhi fanned the flames beside him, "Counselor Xu, I bet they will cry and call for help in two days." ”
Xu Liangjie shook his head and smiled bitterly: "Let's drive, Dr. Wu, which medical point will you two go to?"
"Let's go back along the road, I'm worried that those female compatriots won't be able to deal with the situation, I'm the captain, and I must take care of it." Wu Yazhi had a righteous and awe-inspiring expression.
Counselor Xu smiled and nodded, and he was not particularly surprised, so he went to the No. 1 medical point.
Standing on the dirt road, looking at the dilapidated and miserable scene in their eyes, Ye Fan and the four of them looked at each other, and their eyes still showed shock.
If you don't see it with your own eyes, you can't imagine that there is such a group on Earth, and they are also human beings living on the same planet, and the huge disparity makes people can't believe that they are also earthlings.
"Let's get started!" Ye Fan raised his hand, took out two large bags from the storage bag, and threw one to Luo Xiaogang first.
These are two folding tents, each tent is more than ten square meters stretched, enough to sleep two people, and then put some medical equipment or something.
The four of them set up tents in the open space opposite the camp, and more and more refugees found them.
A few bold refugees walked towards this side, stopping far away, but they did not dare to approach.
They had suffered from the war, and many of them had escaped from the pile of dead, and they didn't know what was going on, what if those people had guns?
"Brother Ye, look, what now?" Lu Qingyu reminded Ye Fan in a low voice, "Will they rush over?"
"It's okay, let's try this first. Ye Fan conjured a red cross flag in his palm, found a branch, and inserted it in front of the tent, intending to open for business.
The logo of the Red Cross is used all over the world, and as soon as this flag is unfurled, the refugees immediately understand their identity!
They're doctors!
"One more than one missing. Ye Fan took out another national flag and planted it next to the red cross flag.
Now the refugees understand better, they are Chinese doctors! They come from ancient China in the East, and they are the friendliest group of people!
Excited shouts reached the depths of the camp, and within five minutes, hundreds of scrawny, dark-skinned refugees were already outside the makeshift camp.
Luo Xiaogang and Qin Qiaoqing both put on masks, put on white coats, and took out record books, stethoscopes, thermometers, and medicine boxes from the tent.
It's not that they didn't have luggage, they were all packed in Ye Fan's storage bracelets.
"Who is the leader here?" Lu Qingyu asked loudly in English.
All the refugees had their eyes on her, and this female doctor was so beautiful, so beautiful that it was suffocating, so that as soon as she opened her mouth to speak, hundreds of people stood there stupidly, looking at her intently, without making a sound.
"I!" After half a minute, a sturdy black man stepped forward and said in stiff English, "I am their leader, and my name is Minro." ”
In Africa, there is a leader in any refugee camp, and this leader is the bridge between the first and other organizations.
It would be easy to find the leader, and Lu Qingyu introduced the identities of the four people to him: "Hello, Mingluo, we are the medical assistance working group appointed by the Huaxia Red Cross Society, and this is our team leader Ye Fan, hmm...... Dr. Yip, these two are Dr. Qin and Dr. Luo, and I am Dr. Lu. ”
Before the two sides knew each other, there was a sudden crowd at the back of the crowd, and a black woman rushed in with a girl in her arms, crying: "Help her, please, save my poor daughter!"
The black girl passed out in her mother's arms, and after a long period of malnutrition and illness, the teenage girl was skinny, her head was very large, and she looked very uncoordinated with her body.
Lu Qingyu and Qin Qiaoqing hurriedly took over the girl, Luo Xiaogang pulled out a folding stretcher, and the three of them were quick with their hands and feet, and carried the little sick number into the tent.
"Xiaoyu, you appease them here, I'll go in and take a look. Ye Fan was worried that the two students would not be able to handle it, although they were famous teachers and high apprentices, but the situation of this little girl was indeed very dangerous.
In the tent, Qin Qiaoqing and Luo Xiaogang had already begun to divide their labor, one was auscultating, the other was taking their temperature, and checking their pupils.
"Di Di Di ......" When Ye Fan walked into the tent, the electronic thermometer had already shown a reading.
"Forty degrees Celsius! Pupils widened, showing signs of impending death!" Luo Xiaogang urgently grabbed the medicine box, preparing to inject the girl with a fever-reducing needle.
"The heartbeat is weak, there are bleeding spots under the skin, swollen lymph nodes, well, hepatomato, the rash is significant, and the breathing is failing!" Qin Qiaoqing continued to make judgments based on her condition, raising her anxious face, "There is no oxygen tank, what can I do? She is suffering from severe dengue fever, and our first aid facilities are too rudimentary." ”
"Dengue fever?" Ye Fan walked to the stretcher and took out a medicine bottle: "I'll come, you help her sit up." ”
The little sick number was no longer able to take medicine at the moment, Ye Fan melted a small pill in the palm of his hand, transported the Zhen Qi, and drove the medicine powder directly through the lesions of the whole body with unparalleled strength.
A few minutes later, Qin Qiaoqing was surprised to find that the girl had opened her eyelids, her breathing had become smoother, and a lot of sweat had broken out on her forehead.
"Little Radish Head is awake!"
"Take your temperature quickly. Luo Xiaogang was about to carry out the treatment according to the usual process, but was stopped by Ye Fan in a loud voice, "Bring a bottle of water!"
The black girl poured a bottle of water in one go, her complexion became much more normal, and she finally picked up a life from the hands of death.
"Alright, it's okay, give her a pack of cookies. Ye Fan clapped his hands, stood up and said with a smile: "The first order is over." ”
"This ...... Is this cured?" Luo Xiaogang opened his mouth wide.
"It's just a small glitch, not surprising. Ye Fan smiled indifferently, dengue fever is nothing, cancer is not a thing, as long as there is a breath, there is no incurable disease in this world.
Qin Qiaoqing took out a bag of biscuits from her bag, handed it to the girl, and gave her a bottle of water, and the girl immediately gobbled it up and swallowed the biscuits in a big gulp, and the food looked like a beggar who had been starved for ten days and half a month.
"Don't be stunned, go see if there are any people who need first aid. Ye Fan took the lead and walked out of the tent, Luo Xiaogang hurriedly followed, and Qin Qiaoqing also beckoned the girl to follow out.
Seeing the doctors come out empty-handed, the mother of the little radish head almost fainted, usually when the operation fails, it is such a scene, the patient is not saved, the doctors have to come out to inform the family to prepare for the future.
The onlookers also looked gloomy, the girl's condition was too serious, it had been delayed for many days, she was already dying, and she would definitely not be able to save her.
Two black women hugged the weeping mother, and just then, the girl came out of the tent with biscuits and water.
She walked at the end for fear that others would rob her of her food.
Seeing her mother, the girl rushed to her and screamed for her mother.
"Ah, Canty, my child, you...... Are you alive? I'm not dreaming, am I?" the mother had tears on her face, still unable to believe that it was true, just now she thought she had fallen into hell, but she did not expect that the bottom of hell was actually heaven.
"Of course not, Mom, I'm not dead. ”
The black woman wiped the corners of her eyes and thanked her repeatedly, "Oh God, thank you, thank you for bringing my child to life...... Doctor, doctor, thank you for ......."
She said thank you. The leader, Minro, stepped forward and bowed deeply, "Thank you for saving Canty." ”
"Save the life and help the wounded, it should be, it should be!" Luo Xiaogang smiled and waved his hand, as if he had his credit for this matter.
The surrounding refugees are talking about these foreign doctors, who are dying can be cured, so what are you waiting for, this is a miracle doctor, hurry up and carry the sick number!
The crowd dispersed, and before Ye Fan and the others could understand, a noisy shout sounded in the refugee camp, and countless people rushing towards this side with the old and the young!
Looking at this posture, Ye Fan remembered the old men and old ladies who flocked to the door when the supermarket opened at a discount.
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Ask for a few monthly passes, today is still three watches.