The MSC medical service is located in a pastoralist village on a tributary of the River Rivar.

There were domed thatched huts and potholed terracotta dirt roads, and under the baobab trees by the roadside sometimes sat nursing children and wary women, but the convict found that he could not see a strong adult man here.

Maybe the men are out to work in the herds, or maybe there is something in the village that allows men to participate, or maybe the men in the village are forcibly sent to the front, and this is all possible. However, the torturer couldn't even care so much for the time being, in the back seat, Wang Chao had come to his senses, and was grabbing the car door and retching, which was a normal reaction to a slight concussion, and it seemed that he should be free of life. But the situation of the female bodyguard is probably not so rosy.

Kang An probed the female bodyguard's snort with his hand and said, "Boss, isn't it there yet, she's dying." ”

Xing Conglian stretched out his hand and slapped the bar owner who was drowsy due to blood loss in the co-pilot: "Where is the place?" ”

The bald bar owner looked around with a misty look in his eyes, but could not make any answer.

Alone in his quest to avoid the dirt potholes on the road, he instinctively searched the surrounding buildings that looked like hospitals or health services, and finally, three small conjoined buildings appeared in front of him.

In front of the small building was an empty barn field, covered with patches of army green pergolas, and when they got closer, the criminal conglian found that under the pergola were actually a series of mats, on which dozens of local residents were being treated. Across the mattress is the outpatient room, where many people sit on wooden benches and wait quietly, and doctors in white coats are busy working inside and outside the "hospital".

Xing Conglian jumped out of the car and slapped the car door, and to his surprise, the doctors here were all black-haired and yellow-skinned Asians except for the obvious black, and he tentatively shouted "doctor" in Mandarin.

All the Asians turned back in unison, and one of them hung up his stethoscope and ran towards him.

"What's wrong?" The man began to ask questions from a long distance.

The news of the old story was the most exciting in other places, and the convict hurriedly replied: "We were in a car accident, and that lady was in the worst condition, she hit the windshield, her chest was hit hard by the steering wheel, and I suspect that she has broken ribs and severe internal bleeding; The co-pilot's bald Mr. was hit by a bison and broke his arm; The young man in the back seat had a slight concussion, and the remaining one didn't care about anything. ”

After the torturer reported the situation like a cannonball, the doctor was stunned in front of him.

"What's wrong?" The criminal servant asked.

"No, it's so touching to hear Mandarin all of a sudden." The young doctor jerked his hand around him, quickly let go, and beckoned another doctor to bring him a stretcher, and lifted Kanachal, who was eventually injured, out of the back seat and immediately into the small gray cement building for surgery.

Kang An took the dynasty out of the car.

The doctor pointed to the mat on the ground and said to the dizzy young man, "Lie down and I'll examine you." ”

Mr. Xiao Wang's eyes were still wide open during his illness, and he forcibly resisted vomiting*, and said resolutely: "I will die!" I! No! ”

Xing Conglian looked at the mat on the ground, and only felt that the mat was probably brought here by these Huaguo doctors, but looking at the blackened mat, he still couldn't bear to let the dynasty lie down.

He went back to the trunk and took out the floor mat and laid it on the ground, so that the dynasty was barely willing to lie down.

The doctor poked Wang Wang's head and said, "It's for your own sake that you are lying here, usually the people who enter the back building are seriously ill, maybe there are AIDS patients, Ebola infected people......

The dynasty was so frightened that he wanted to vomit even more.

The doctor broke the young man's head and said seriously: "Originally, you must have to go for an MRI in this situation, but you see that we don't have that thing now, so you lie down all night, and if you can't die, you can be discharged from the hospital alive tomorrow." ”

After he finished speaking, he straightened up and was about to leave.

The torturer finally couldn't help but shout to the other party: "Don't you even need an infusion?" He asked, pointing to a patient in the distance who was receiving an infusion.

The doctor said to him with rare solemnity: "Disposable needles and anti-inflammatory drugs are precious and should be reserved for those who need them more." He poked the young man on the ground with his thumb, "He's fine, he can go after observing that it's okay all night." ”

"Thank you." The torturer Lian said seriously.

The other party looked at him, glanced at him from head to toe, and then seemed to suddenly think of something: "Where are you going?" ”

"Go to the rainforest." Torture Conglian said.

The doctor was still trying to say something, but suddenly his name was called, and he immediately turned around and ran back to the small building.

The little "hospital" was busier than he had imagined, and it was only in the evening that the young doctor had something to say was seen again.

The dynasty fell asleep on the mat, and refused to cover the bedding brought by the nurse.

Canachal's operation was a success, and it is said that a rib punctured her lung, but now it is not life-threatening, and the bald bar owner is by his female bodyguard, and it seems that their relationship is more twisted than that of the ordinary boss and his entourage who have slept a few times, but the prisoner does not even bother to care about this.

The grassland has a beautiful starry sky in the middle of the night, and Kang An is napping in the jeep, so he accompanies Wang Chao, pillows his head with his hands, and lies down at will.

"Do you miss a girlfriend?" Suddenly, there was a Chinese language behind him, and he turned around and saw the Huaguo doctor who had been walking leisurely around the small building for a day.

The convict did not answer this question.

The young doctor laughed and squatted down in front of him very familiarly: "I used to really want to bring my girlfriend to Africa, and I thought it was very romantic to lie on the grassland and watch the starry sky, but after I came here, I thought it would be okay." ”

Xing Conglian looked back at the small cement building that couldn't be called a hospital, and nodded: "Is it because the conditions are too bad?" ”

"It's not just bad, it's bad, do you think it's like a place for people......" he muttered as he looked around.

The convict lit a cigarette and thought it was funny: "Then why are you still here?" ”

"It's Call of Duty!"

"Speak human words."

The doctor glared at him, and his face showed the air of a young man: "When I graduated from university, I saw an ABC report that there was a Chinese doctor who had spent ten years in the Dana area, and together with MSF, he had completed the establishment of a basic health care system in the most difficult and incredible way in the world. ”

The convict took a puff of his cigarette: "Very ideal." ”

"yes, I think so too." The doctor began to chatter again, "Actually, there are so many Huaguo doctors here, they are all bewitched by Dr. Duan and his old man, and the handsome people are simply magical." My brain was hot, and I regretted it when I came, but I couldn't go anymore. As he spoke, he knelt beside the dynasty and continued to check.

"Why can't you go?" Xing Conglian thought it was funny.

"I've been here for two years, I'm studying general medicine, and my parents have already found me a job at the health service in my hometown, but when I came here, I realized that there is no place in the world where I need me more than here."

Torture Conglian spat out the smoke ring, narrowed his eyes slightly, and said lightly: "It does sound like a Call of Duty." ”

The young doctor put down the stethoscope, listened to Wang Dynasty's heart and lungs, and then pointed to the small cement building and said, "No, no, I was bewitched by a traitor, I once doubted my sexuality, or I would have come here without seeing Mr. Duan's photo." But he is indeed a very great person, you see that the cement building behind is not, the sterile operating room inside just saved your friend's life, or her injury will not survive tonight, and all this is thanks to Teacher Duan! ”

Xing Conglian glanced at him, and finally noticed the abnormality in the conversation: "Tell me so much, three sentences are inseparable from praising you Teacher Duan, what do you want to do?" ”

The little doctor said a little nervously: "Teacher Duan lost contact with us a week ago, we are afraid that something happened to him, the last time we contacted him, he was in the Gaomeng tribe, I heard that bald head said that you are going there, you can trouble you to find him along the way, if he has an accident, please help him!" ”

"Why please?" The criminal servant asked.

"After all, if you are in a foreign country, only your compatriots in your own country can be relied on." The little doctor patted him on the shoulder, and then sat on the ground dejectedly, "Actually, we also tried to find some people, but now the situation in the rainforest is too complicated, many people are reluctant to go, and some of the promises have not responded, and we don't know what to do, I really beg you!" ”

Looking at the little doctor with his hands folded in front of him, he didn't even know that he could take on the strange mission of saving the builder of the basic medical system in the Dana area no matter how he crashed into the car.

……

Just when the convict was on another mission and was about to march towards the rainforest, Lin Chen also encountered a very strange thing, so that he had to escape from Mrs. Jiang's control, and slipped back to Hongjing without even paying the hospitalization fee.

Of course, if you want to delve into the key reason for his escape, although it is not unrelated to Zhang Xiaolong's phone call to tell him that someone sent an anonymous letter to the police station to Gaita, but fundamentally it is because Mrs. Jiang had asked the sharp question "Are you the lovelorn object or the torture captain" the night before, Lin Chen felt that staying any longer would not be conducive to his physical and mental health.

He took the high-speed train from Yongchuan to return to Hongjing, and when he arrived at the criminal police team, it was not yet time to get off work.

Zhang Xiaolong screamed when he saw him, and then rushed over and stared at him for a long time: "Consultant Lin, you really came back, my eyes didn't flower, right?" ”

Lin Chen shook his head with a smile and said, "There shouldn't be." After he finished speaking, he deliberately paused and gave Comrade Zhang Xiaoxiaolong a few more words of gratitude, but he heard the policewoman say, "The criminal team and Wang Dynasty haven't come to work for several days, and they haven't asked for leave, do you know where they went?" ”

He felt that Zhang Xiaolong's ability to not open a pot and mention a pot was in the same vein as Jiang Chao, but he could only helplessly lie for the two colleagues who didn't know where in the world: "They have something to do temporarily, so let me ask for leave on my behalf...... One month, I was hospitalized two days ago and forgot about it. ”

Hearing this, Zhang Xiaolong gasped: "Are you okay, Consultant Lin, why did you get hospitalized, and why did you hurt your hand again!" ”

Lin Chen found a chair and sat down, rubbing his ears: "I'm not standing in front of you well, it should be fine, right?" ”

Seeing that the policewoman still wanted to talk about it again, he hurriedly interrupted her: "What's the matter with the anonymous letter?" ”

"Oh! That is true! After Zhang Xiaolong finished speaking, he hurriedly ran away, and ran back after a while, "This morning, the doorman received an anonymous express letter sent to you, the last time in the Baisha case, didn't someone keep sending you letters, we were all scared to death and didn't dare to open it, so we could only call you." ”

When he received the anonymous express, Lin Chen's heartbeat suddenly accelerated, and he knew that he was expecting the sender to be a criminal servant who had been missing for many days. But soon, when he saw the handwriting on the delivery slip, his heartbeat instantly slipped from the highest peak to the trough, and the handwriting on it obviously did not belong to either the Punishment Company or the Dynasty.

He looked through the anonymous express letter on both sides, it was the standard express envelope of the Shunshui Express Company, although there was no obvious identification of the sender on it, but it was also possible that it was sent by the dynasty or someone from Lian Tuo Hongjing, with a glimmer of hope, he pulled out a knife from the pen holder on his desk.

Just as he wanted to cut the letter, Zhang Xiaolong held him down: "Consultant Lin, what if there is anthrax in it!" ”

Lin Chen was stunned, he didn't know where Comrade Zhang Xiaolong got these whimsical ideas, but anthrax was too far away from their daily life, he shook the letter and said with a smile: "Then you stay away." ”

After he finished speaking, he carefully cut the seal of the envelope with a knife.

Of course, there was no powdered anthrax in the shipment, only a thin sheet of A4 paper.

He pulled out the letter and unfolded it, and Zhang Xiaolong gasped beside him.

The content on the letter paper surprised Lin Chen very much, and a line of words was printed on it in standard No. 5 Song style: I am a reporter from Hongjing Evening News, I know the truth about Director Li's abduction, if you also want to know, call me.

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