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"Hey! Wake up, she's awake! ”

This morning, when she returned from a trip from outside the city to bring in medicinal herbs, Sarah Lockbell and her husband picked up a young Amestories girl who was on the way back to the clinic in the city.

Seventeen or eighteen years old, with outstanding figure and appearance, with aqua blue hair, and a women's casual dress that is very common in the East.

The whole person fell in the middle of the road in a very exaggerated large font. There was a small suitcase next to him, a hiking backpack on his back, and a medical kit in his hand.

In the spirit of saving lives and helping the wounded, the couple, who were extremely virtuous doctors, carried the girl into the carriage without even thinking about it and brought it back together.

During this period, when the sentry saw that the patients brought back by the Lockbells were brought back by the Lockbells, they did not even check the outpost and let them go directly.

In Ishbal, there is a shortage of doctors in a place of civil strife and friction. The Rockbells were volunteers who volunteered to stay here to treat the sick and wounded.

Although they had been forcibly brought by the military earlier, after the army withdrew from Ishbal, they did not choose to leave when they could escape, but continued to stay in Ishbal, where there were almost no doctors, regardless of their own safety, regardless of race and skin color, to treat all those who needed treatment and healing.

Many people thought they were crazy, that they were sick, but the Rockbells always believed in that.

Working hard with one's own love and actions will always move others, so that the feelings of love and kindness can indeed be conveyed to everyone's heart.

After all, the racial gap cannot separate the gravitational pull of love, and working together with our own hands and fraternity will eventually achieve our dreams and mutual understanding.

"I ...... Where is this? ”

Therefore, they naturally rescued Estes, who seemed to be dying on the street, and helped Estes successfully pass the sentry into the city.

Now the actress almost woke up in a daze.

"This is the clinic in the city of Ishbal, and you just fainted on the road."

When he opened his eyes and took a closer look, the doctor in front of him didn't know whether he should call him sister or aunt.

"Thank you for saving me, kind ......"

I remember when I was in the center, the old secretaries who were more than forty years old, who were obviously Estes's mother's generation, always disgusted to call themselves sisters when talking to them. From that time Estes knew, it seemed that women always liked to be called younger.

"Sister~"

Sure enough, as soon as the word sister came out, the female doctor's complexion immediately eased a lot, but that's all.

"I'm not trying to catch you, but if you feel that your body is fine, can you vacate the bed?"

Wow, the voice is soft, but the words are so heartless

"We have too many sick numbers here, and there are no beds and rooms at all."

Hearing the female doctor say this, Estes looked around and found that this clinic, which was not very large, was already crowded with people, many people with injuries on their heads, many people who were sick and needed treatment, and there were no beds and could only lean against the wall to make up. Some beds were also stuffed with two patients.

In a place similar to an operating table not far away, a patient with an urgent need for treatment was silently looking at Estes, although he was a little anxious but did not make any sound.

It seems a bit unreasonable for a person like Estes to occupy a bed and talk to a doctor with a sick number.

"I'm sorry, I'm getting up and getting in the way of your work."

At this time, Estes realized the reason why the female doctor in front of him had a somewhat unkind and anxious attitude, and it turned out that he was hindering the work of others.

-- Respect and admiration should be given to those who love their work and do their duty.

Mr. Kimbrie, Estes's alchemy initiation teacher, told Estes this, and later Estes asked his father, who thought the same thing.

Estes understands and admires this very much.

Every day, I work hard for the affairs of the country, and even go home very late, often stay up late and work overtime, and when it is really not good, I will bring the work document back to the official residence of the presidential palace for approval, and I rarely have time to spend with my family.

This is a true portrayal of the father who worked almost passionately and tirelessly. As the most powerful person in the country, he did not enjoy the benefits of power, but was more strict with himself. The total amount of rest per week is half a day. Sleep less than five hours a day.

Estes admires such a dedicated and responsible father, and naturally admires others who work seriously and responsibly.

Because if you deny those who work hard, isn't it a denial of the father you admire?

"Sarah! Here's a patient who needs amputation! Come and help! ”

Seeing so many patients waiting to be treated in this small clinic, with such a dedicated doctor and couple, Estes felt that he really should leave here and find a suitable base to work.

Anyway, he has already infiltrated the city of Ishbal, and when the time comes, he will find some ways to get acquainted with the gatekeeper and get acquainted with his face, and then use some of his own methods and the identity of the trainee doctor to disguise, and it will not be difficult to go out and blend in again.

Now you need to consider where to choose a base.

"Get out of the way! There are wounded people here who need to be healed! ”

Just as Estes was about to leave the clinic with his luggage, several Ishbal monks carrying a seriously injured patient rushed in and knocked Estes down as he had just walked to the door.

Normally, Estes doesn't move when he thinks about problems, but today he made an exception to make room for the patient, and it didn't matter if he was distracted, he was knocked down by a group of burly warrior monks at the door.

"Hurry up doctor! There are patients in need of urgent treatment! ”

The warrior monk at the head shouted anxiously as he covered the wound of the injured old man with his hand, and blood flowed out of the wound of the old man.

He was wounded by a gunshot wound and the bullet did not come out of the back to indicate where it was stuck, so the bleeding could not be stopped, and the bullet had to be removed to suture to stop the bleeding.

"Please wait a little longer and come in order, there are three more patients here."

Looking up at the other man's appearance as a warrior monk, and then at the wounded man's wound, Dr. Yuri Lockbell continued to stitch up his patient's wound.

"Didn't you guys hear us?! Our Monk Zheng was hit by a bullet and needs medical attention! Hurry up and bring me here, you Amestorian! ”

However, the leader monk obviously refused to leave it at that, and asked another monk to help him cover his wounds, and he went directly to Yuri Lockbell by the shoulders and pulled him out of the operating table.

"What are you doing?! I'm operating on a patient! ”

"First of all, our monk is doing surgery! He was wounded by a gunshot wound! ”

"In my case, all patients are equal! I saw that patient's gunshot wound, there is no problem, I can wait until I have done three surgeries!"

Although facing this warrior monk with a hideous face and murderous eyes, Yuri Rockbell was still very determined.

In his eyes, there are only patients who need urgent treatment and those who need treatment, and he will not change the order of treatment for the injured unless the condition is urgent.

Because......

"Every human life is equal!"

Sonorous and powerful, Yuri Rockbell's determination is unwavering, but the warrior monk in front of him is already angry.

"Damn! You damned Amestories! ”

As he spoke, he picked up his punchbag-sized fist and beckoned to the doctor's face

“……”

But the voice that should have come did not come.

Because the powerful iron fist that should have fallen was held by a slender hand.

"What if it's a monk?"

From behind the warrior monk came a moving, icy voice.

"I ask you what about that?!"

The monk looked back, and it was a head of aqua blue hair

"Can that disrupt the order of the hospital?!"

Cyan-blue pupils

"Can it interfere with the work of a conscientious doctor?!"

Angry maidens

"Amesto" "Boom! ”

Before the warrior monk could finish speaking, he was thrown against the wall with a punch from Estes and fainted.

"You guy! Who is it?! ”

Looking at the angry look in the eyes of the girl who had knocked a highly trained Ishbal monk flying with a single punch. The remaining three Ishbal warrior monks were instantly on alert.

"Who do you guys think you are?! Do you think there is something great about Sangha? This is the hospital! No matter what you do outside, life is the only unit that gets here! It has nothing to do with the position, it's all life! ”

"Die!"

A warrior monk kicked Estes from the left, and Estes caught it casually, and then squeezed it lightly on his hand.

"Click" "Ah!! ”

With a scream like a pig, the monk's leg bone was choked off by Estes.

Seeing that his two companions were easily dealt with by the girl in front of him, the remaining warrior monks became more alert, but they didn't dare to do anything, because the monk was still leaning on them, and they were still covering the wound for the monk to stop the bleeding.

"Ignorant and stupid fellow, let me tell you what life is."

The pale blue beast tried its best to suppress its killing intent, and the fierce light of anger was suppressed into its body by Estes with a powerful spiritual force.

The breathtaking murderous aura is gradually turned off like a gas stove that is gradually screwed on with a valve.

Holding back his anger, Estes opened the medical bag he was carrying, took out the surgical instruments, and spread them out on the chair beside him.

"A person's life, no matter how much you whitewash, is only a person's life, neither more nor less, in the hospital and on the battlefield.

A shot of antibiotics can save a life, and a bullet can kill a life. It is pointless to talk about the value of life and the nobility of identity here. Life and death are all equal. ”

Anyone who has been on the battlefield knows the fragility and weakness of life. But it's precisely because of understanding these that people cherish it more, isn't it?

Just like Estes, how can you understand the importance of home if you don't leave home for eight years? The warmth of a mother's love? I don't know how my father's Yan Sù can look forward to and wait for his father's praise and sincere laughter after going through countless hardships?

"You...... What are you doing?! ”

Watching Estes take out two knives from the box, the two monks were sweating nervously, the combat power that Estes showed just now was absolutely crushing them, and the knife in the other party's hand at this time made them even more bottomless.

"Open your dog's eyes and see that this is a scalpel."

"Hand ...... Scalpel? ”

"Lift him up, put him on a recliner, and I'll treat him."

"Who? To whom? ”

"This old man! Who else could there be?! Hurry up and get up, don't give me nonsense! ”

"Yes, yes!"

The lesson of not having experienced loss, not losing anything, is meaningless, because then people simply don't remember it and will soon forget.

"You...... Can you really save our Sangha? ”

The first warrior monk who was knocked over on the ground and covered in blood climbed up, lowered his body to Estes, and looked at the monk who was constantly bleeding, and his attitude was much better.

This monk is a good example, he lost some blood with a punch, and he was much more honest.

Even a few other monks and soldiers couldn't get up.

"Yes, since you're in such a hurry, I'll reluctantly make a move."

Angry to deal with the sound, first disinfected the knife on the alcohol lamp, then changed into the doctor's white coat and began to take the bullet.

Seriously, this monk of the Ishbal is not very badly injured, the bullet is just stuck in the collarbone, and it does not hurt any large blood vessels, which is very easy to treat, but these idiot monks actually use their hands to go to the sub-wound...... Come on, how can you stop the bleeding when the bullet is still stuck inside? It's just going to make the blood bleed more, okay?!

After more than a month of fierce battles in the north of Cyprus, Estes, who studied in the central government for so long with Marco and also 'interned' with Mr. Hawk Ai for a period of time, certainly knows when to do something.

She had done this for her own soldiers in Sebei to take bullets on the spot.

Although today's conflict was provoked by the monks, it was Estes who made it bigger.

Wounding two Ishbal monks in the clinic is not a trivial matter, and it will implicate the two doctors and his wife.

Feeling that he had caused trouble to others, Estes finally suppressed the urge to fight, endured it, and decided to treat this person. Otherwise, these guys might come to find out about the couple in the future.

We don't owe him anything to him.

This is Estes' idea.

Under Estes' treatment, the bullet was quickly removed.

"Dangchang."

With the sound of the last bullet falling into the disc, the operation was almost complete.

The subsequent hemostatic sutures were not difficult for Estes. After treating the wound, he finally received an injection of antibiotics to announce the official completion of the operation.

"Well, the patient has no problem, the bullet is lucky to get stuck in the collarbone and does not hurt the internal organs, the large blood vessels are not broken, the damage is not infected, and he should be able to wake up after a while."

Simply wiped the blood off his hands and took off his surgical gown, looking at the appearance of the Ishubal warrior monks around him, it seemed that he didn't plan to look for trouble anymore.

At this time, there is no need to worry about implicating the doctor and his wife.

"Carry the patient back to rest, the wound has been treated, don't worry about taking antibiotics, you won't get infected if you pay a little attention, remember to remove the stitches in the next month and a half."

Pack your things, put your bag on and walk out the door

"Thank you for your great kindness!" *4

"Huh?!"

As soon as he was carrying his suitcase and preparing to leave here, Estes was startled by four earth-shattering kowtows and kneeling thanks behind him.

Looking back, the four Ishbal warrior monks all knelt on the ground and saluted Estes Walker.

"We were too impulsive to offend Miss Doctor just now, please forgive Miss!"

The few people kneeling on the ground were sincere, and it seemed that they really felt guilty about the excessive impulsiveness they had just made.

"You should apologize, but not for me."

He pointed to the couple who were still busy amputating the injured on the operating table

"Apologize to the conscientious doctors, and of course every one of your kind's sick people here who have been disturbed by you."