Volume 1 Chapter 186 Fanny's Outburst
Chapter 186: Fanny's Outburst
An Feng is a new doctor, oh, to be honest, doctors are just his cover profession, and he doesn't know as much about the doctor profession as he does about the assassin industry. And Kevin, no matter what, his lifelong ambition is to be a doctor, to be a famous doctor. The relevant knowledge of this line of work, he began to collect and understand since he was a child, so he pointed out familiarly:
"Poles are paid relatively low. Well, in general, the calculation of compensation is as follows: the annual salary of the soldier is calculated first, and the settlement is settled until the date of termination of the soldier's service. The soldier has three years of service, after which he will be transferred to the military service. Regardless of the profession in which he was transferred, the Medical Board paid him the average salary in Poland until his statutory retirement date in Poland.
Two soldiers died, one eighteen and one nineteen. Salary for three years of service, plus battlefield allowances. Then from the age of twenty-one to sixty, the average salary for a total of thirty-nine years, plus a little spiritual solace, the total is a little more than 1.3 million. The medical committee decided to round up the other party's family with 1.6 million yuan, and then asked the family to sign a letter of commitment acknowledging that the soldier died of non-medical accident and that the medical department would not be held accountable after receiving compensation. β
After a pause, Dr. Kevin continued to explain: "Fortunately, it is not a medical liability, otherwise, the moral compensation alone would probably be more than three million dollars." You know, there is no end to moral compensation, you have to pay the salaries of all the people who have been mentally injured, and you have to add their treatment costs, so that the compensation can be tens of millions, or even hundreds of millions. β
Oh, and Polish law also supports compensation for "moral damages", so the "spirit" of the Poles is not worthless...... Thankfully, fortunately.
chatting, drinking tea and tasting wine, the two spent the appointed time in the afternoon. Dr. Kevin accompanied An Feng into the infirmary. Because the death was not a medical malpractice, the doctors involved did not need to be present to apologize in person, but they needed to watch the results of the medical treatment on video accompanied by witnesses - a tradition left by Western medicine so that every doctor would value life and respect the rights and interests of patients.
The Polish side put on a solemn scene: an officer of the medical department of the NATO Command, with several gendarmes and NATO military judges, accompanied by local Polish military personnel, held an apology meeting to the families of the two fallen soldiers in the presence of the military judges, which was held in a Polish conference room, a Warsaw Pact custom of the past. Originally, the meeting was supposed to be held in the homes of the bereaved families of soldiers, or in villages. But the Warsaw Pact likes to be grand and formal, so the apology meeting was changed to the local military conference room.
Before the meeting began, the military judges and gendarmes present were required to sign a witness document certifying that they were present at the time. The doctors involved in the case, who watched the live images through video, also signed certificates at the same time in different parts of the world - some of them have completed their service and returned to China to become civilians.
After the certificate is signed, the electronic copy is immediately transmitted to the medical board. The latter gathered all the doctors' certificates and immediately gave the instruction: "You can begin." β
The medical department official stepped forward and read out the apology...... He had just read two sentences, when suddenly, the military judge who was witnessing next to him lowered his head, checked his mobile phone, and then stretched out his hand to stop the medical officer: "Please wait, the situation has changed." β
The medical department officer hurriedly asked, "What has changed?" β
"The New York Times today suddenly published the truth about the death of two Polish soldiers, and the command is passing on the page ......," the military judge whispered to the DH official, "The report says that there is conclusive evidence that the deaths of the two Polish soldiers may have been murder." β
After a pause, the military judge added: "The report accuses the Neptune Fork Security Company of assassinating two patrol soldiers
The medical department official calmly asked, "Has the case been filed?" β
The military judge shook his head slightly.
It's the afternoon local time in Poland, but it's the early hours of the morning in New York. The New York Times, which was issued that day, had just been delivered to the streets, and even the Iraqi coalition command was waiting to see the pages. Now, no one knows what's going on out there.
The medical department official shook the apology and asked, "So, did the medical board revoke the ruling?" β
The military judge shook his head lightly: "It can't be so fast, even if the evidence is submitted, the medical committee will need to judge whether the evidence is conclusive within three working days, so ......"
The medical officer nodded, and calmly insisted, "In that case, thenβeveryone, let's get started." β
The military judge was stunned for a moment, and immediately nodded in understanding. He took a step back, his hands behind his back, and watched the medical department officer perform his official duties with a blank expression.
They came to Poland to carry out the medical committee's apology resolution, and they were only there to implement the medical committee's apology resolution. If the medical board decides to reverse the previous ruling, then it will be a big deal to recover the money. But that's already another matter, it's someone else's job, and it has nothing to do with the person currently on the task of apologizing. So, no matter what happens...... Oh, the more things change, the sooner you have to end the work at hand.
"First of all, let me express my deep condolences to the bereaved family of Soldier XX, and we have to inform you with sadness that your loved ones, Soldier XX, Soldier XX, were injured on patrol in Baghdad, Iraq, and unfortunately died in the infirmary that night.
After careful review and repeated screening, the medical committee confirmed that the accidental death was not a medical malpractice and that the doctor's treatment was correct. But, considering that you have lost loved ones after all, the medical board is willing to do something to ease your grief......
We know that money cannot buy life, and we know that life is supreme, but we hope that the compensation we pay will make you feel that your loved one is not far away, and that he still cares for your family in the years to come.
Yes, this compensation will be measured in terms of the life salary of soldier so-and-so, soldier so-and-so. The purpose of this is to make you, the loved ones, feel that the departure of Soldier and Soldier has not put an end to their careers, and that the Medical Board is willing to recognize that they are still on duty, working, growing, and aging, until they are sixty years old. That's right, we are willing to continue to pay their salaries until they are sixty years old.
If this salary can improve your lives, I believe that this is also what Soldier So-and-so and Soldier So-and-so hoped for in his lifetime. If doing so can make you feel that your relatives are still alive and dead, that he is still alive in your family and still cares for you even though he is in Heaven, then please accept our sincere condolences......
At the same time, we ask the families of the soldiers to accept our sincere apologies - this is not what we want to see such an accident. We sincerely hope that your children, your loved ones, will still live among you......"
At this time, the doctors in Tiannan and Haibei lowered their heads at the same time, put their crossed hands on their lower abdomen, and put sad and sorry expressions on their faces to show their respect for life. Later, the bereaved family of the deceased soldier came forward to accept the apology and signed a document to waive the responsibility of the doctor...... Military judges and gendarmerie officers stepped forward in turn to endorse the entire process, and the cameramen at the scene recorded the whole process and forwarded it to doctors around the world watching in real time.
Finally, a soldier's bereaved family member put away the check and asked carefully: "I just heard that things have changed again."
After the ceremony is over, the rest of the time is time for chatting. No matter what everyone says, it will not be recorded, so the officials of the medical department and the military judge are very relaxed and kind-hearted. As soon as the military judge came forward to explain the matter, the bereaved family members took out their mobile phones one after another, and those who could read English immediately went online to browse the "New York Times" of the day, and those who could not read English waited for someone else's explanation.
On the third page of the New York Times on the same day, a large page published inside news written by war correspondent Fanny Davis, which directly pointed to the Neptune Security Company, which was entangled in "bribery rumors" some time ago. The report claims that there is conclusive evidence to prove that Neptune Security Company is suspected of murder.
The report said: There is sufficient evidence to prove that two Polish soldiers encountered a convoy of Sea King Fork to transfer bribes during a patrol, and were injured on the spot by the company's security guards. For this reason, the two patrols even almost broke out in a violent fire. Subsequently, in order to extinguish the mouth and eliminate the witnesses, the Neptune Fork Company sent people to infiltrate the field medical center that night......
War correspondent Fanny claimed that she had received an order from the commander of the Neptune company in Baghdad, and although the order did not say what to do in sending soldiers to the medical center, Fanny wrote: "...... Of course, they did not go to comfort the three wounded soldiers. Whatever their justifications, in the end: that night, just after the Neptune Company had sent someone to the infirmary, two Polish soldiers 'accidentally died.
And another surviving soldier...... According to his recollection, there was a nurse who came to inspect that night, and this nurse was a nurse of the Ukrainian army with military status. When she discovered that two wounded Polish soldiers had died in an accident, she immediately called in a doctor to conduct a thorough examination of the patient in the same case, which continued until dawn. We can't say for sure whether it was the nurse's accident and kindness that interrupted the murder, but I will say that the soldier was lucky, and his luck was good.
What's even more interesting is that in the bribery rumors, the Neptune Fork Company claimed that it had been ambushed and robbed, and therefore lost some of the bribes, but they never mentioned that they had transported some of the change. The convoy of transports that the Polish soldiers encountered, they seemed to have forgotten that they never admitted that the car was carrying bribes, they lied......"
In Fallujah's "Fantasyland", the live broadcast of the apology meeting ended a few minutes ago. After the Polish survivors accepted the compensation, the matter was over for the doctors, and there was no need to look any further at the rest of the developments - the survivors signed a waiver agreement, and even if anything happened, it had nothing to do with the doctors. However, because it concerns the Iraqi garrison, the broadcast against Iraq continues, and An Feng heard the questions of the Polish bereaved families and the answers of the military judges.
After the broadcast was turned off, An Feng also took out his mobile phone for the first time and browsed the news on the Internet...... Well, these inside stories were all revealed by An Feng arranged for Us.
Americans, with their usual arrogance, did not put this news on the front page. This news appeared on the fourth page -- and of course, the fourth edition was also the news page.
After reading the news, Kevin first let out a sigh of relief, and suddenly thought again: "Harry, the Dr. Harry in our medical clinic was shot inexplicably on the street, you say, will that shooting incident also be related to the Neptune Fork Company, will it be another Neptune Fork extermination operation." β
An Feng stretched his waist and replied calmly: "Anyway, 'Sea King Fork, it's over, they have decided on this black cauldron.'" β
An Feng turned around and walked out, Kevin caught up and kept asking, "Wait, you just said 'Black Cauldron,' do you mean to say: Harry's death was not theirs?" How can you be sure of that? β
"I'm not talking about this ......", An Feng perfunctory as he walked out. Walking to the door, he looked up at the sky and said with satisfaction: "What I want to say is: the weather is so nice today." Let's go, let's go get a drink
Kevin hesitated for a moment and shook his head: "Alas, you better go by yourself, the Japanese nurse I like is on duty now, and I plan to ...... Well, you get the idea. β
"Yes, I understand", An Feng said goodbye with a smile.
Doctors and nurses are on duty at different times, and it is difficult for nurses in three shifts to rest at the same time as doctors. So in general, doctors are reluctant to marry nurses, and nurses are reluctant to find doctors to start a family. For example, Juliana, An Feng had several surgeries before, and finally got a consecutive break, and the two found a chance to meet, but after An Feng went to the battlefield, the two went over again. Now that his consecutive holidays are coming to an end, the two can only meet in the workplace, and according to the regulations, they can't talk about personal affairs in the workplace.
Juliana returned to the dormitory after the day shift, and the wounded soldiers An Feng picked up are now in the care of the nurse. Dr. Kevin is on the day shift, and An Feng can only work on the night shift, but fortunately, there is not much work on the night shift today, because after the siege of the patrol detachment of the 3rd Armored Cavalry Regiment, the Fallujah garrison felt that its troops were insufficient and simply gave up patrolling in the mountains, and the tracking of the "party fee gold" was completely handed over to the new Iraqi government and the interested mercenaries...... Anyway, the money is recovered, and the military can't share it.
However, there are many mercenaries who are ready to move, and many security companies have spontaneously formed small teams to continue to go deep into the mountains to find traces of "party fee gold", and when they are injured and hospitalized, it is estimated that there will be a buffer for a while. As a result, the Fallujah Field Infirmary has been somewhat idle, and security patrols in Fallujah have been handed over entirely to the Fallujah Security Brigade, which is composed of locals, and their casualties are not under the control of the Field Medic.
During the whole week's leisure time, An Feng leisurely drank wine, smoked cigars, hugged Juliana's little sister, and found a CNC machine tool by the way, after scanning the remaining window frames with the computer, according to the modification plan provided by the computer, the window frames were processed into Arabic-style benches, tables and chairs, bookcases, and wardrobes. These window frames are made of hardwood, and even if they are scraps, they can be processed into ...... An antique Arabic cane crutch.
Juliana also likes these little things, and she can't put down every thing An Feng processes. For this reason, An Feng had to let her share a wardrobe, a complete set of dining table benches, and a set of leisure lawn recliners, and finally took away a walking stick, saying that it was to be sent to her grandfather Of course, the mailing fee is very expensive, and this money is naturally out of An Feng's pocket.
By the end of the week, An Feng's furniture modification work was finally completed, and the Blackwater Security Company fleet transported An Feng's packed goods back to Baghdad, and then sent them to Juliana's home in Georgia, An Feng's home in New York, and his parents' home in China, as well as An Feng's adoptive parents' home in the United Kingdom. Juliana was very reluctant to carry the cane and sandalwood pipe made by An Feng, so she didn't let the cane and pipe be transported with the goods, and insisted on carrying it with her.
"I'm going to hand it over to my grandfather," says Juliana.
On the same day, she took the cane to the infirmary and showed it off to her colleagues. Kevin, who got the news, immediately ran over regardless of work hours, and looked at An Feng's design drawings very gossipily - the things had been sent, and all he could see was the actual photos.
"This ......, you say it's Arab? No, I think it's a bit Danish", Kevin teased.
"That's right, the Ottoman Empire was greatly influenced by the British, and their Arab court chaise longues and armchairs, the overall design shape is Victorian, but the pattern on it is the pattern that the Arabs like, oh, it is a pattern with various plants and abstract curves coiled with each other......"
Kevin interrupted An Feng and said, "I'll talk about Denmark again." β
"I know what you mean, Denmark and Norway are the birthplace of modern minimalist style, and what you say is this: the design of these furniture has a modern industrial connotation, full of modern minimalist style. Yes, this is the most economical solution the computer has ever offered, and I had to add a little bit of modern simplicity to accommodate the original wood shape, but I assure you that the pattern is definitely Arabic. β
Kevin laughed: "Haha, that's Juliana's stupid girl, who believes it's Arabic...... Are you going to buy these furniture? I'm actually very interested in which of your canes, the head of the cane is quite anime, and there is an LPD night light on it. How did you come up with the idea? β
"Ah, that's because the wood is not long enough, so I have to splice the head of the cane in order to make up the number. It's a pity that I only made two walking sticks. β
Kevin casually asked, "It's okay. I heard you have a jewelry company...... Oh, I don't really care if the cane is made of Saddam's wood. Are you sending this design to a jewelry company? Let them make one for me, whatever the wood is. Also, your pipe is good, and I like it. This little wood should be easy to find......"
An Feng's eyes froze, and he immediately asked, "Who told you that I have a jewelry design company?" β
Kevin was stunned, thought for a moment, and said, "I don't remember." Oh, maybe one of your little exchange students said it, yes, it was Miss Zhang Shuting who said it. β
Kevin said, and then waved his hand: "Okay, I still have to go to work, I'll contact you when I get back." Maybe I can ...... Find a small piece of wood left in that corner, and I'll get back to you. β
An Feng stared at Kevin's distant back and smiled slightlyβZhang Shuting didn't know that he had a jewelry company, which he used when he changed his identity with Odney, and even Suzanne didn't know about it.
Speaking of Oldney, An Feng remembered his date. Well, now he doesn't care about Kevin. Let's pursue this matter later. He turned and silently put on a native outfit and stabbed a small pistol around his waist. Argyle stared at An Feng changing clothes and asked, "Don't you want me to accompany you?" Are you sure? The streets of Fallujah are dangerous. β
An Feng shook his head and replied: "Now the communication is cut off, if I go fast, only people near the barracks can see me walk out of the barracks." When I blend in with the crowd, who knows I'm not Iraqi? Who? And you, your body type is too special, and it is dangerous to walk out of the barracks. β
"Do you have to go?" Argyle asked again, "How good are we to stay in the barracks?" β
"No, Odeni said that he cracked the mobile phone file of the old man in Iraq and Salvi, there is an important piece of information, and Cui San is also in Fallujah, so I have to go."
"Actually, we don't need to dwell on Saddam's party dues anymore, we have enough money." Argyle muttered under his breath.
An Feng nodded: "I promise you that I will never interfere with the gold of party fees." Oldney may have something else to gain, though. β
Argyle hung his head, threw the chef's apron over his shoulders, and muttered as he walked outside: "I think that we have already made enough money from our trip to Iraq, and there is really no need to bother with gold anymore." Gold, I remember you still have a few tons of gold to sell. β
An Feng raised his throat and shouted: "Argyll, we have made an appointment, and we will never mention this matter, just as if that thing never existed." β
"Okay, okay, I see, I've forgotten about it......" Argyle muttered as he walked out - he was going to help out in the kitchen, which he had been enjoying lately.
Wearing a local costume to walk in the "Dream Continent" is a very troublesome thing, although An Feng's face is known to the soldiers, and no one will check their identity documents along the way, but all those who meet An Feng must kindly ask and persuade them, and even the members of the Blackwater Security Company in the barracks also persuaded An Feng to cancel the travel plan.
"Doctor Condon, tell us what you need to do, and we'll do it for you when we're out on patrol. Now, there is nothing outside, no supermarket, no gas station, no tavern, just a group of chaotic, angry and violent youths, who are ready to attack any foreigner who they don't like, and they have to detain even those who distribute relief supplies to them, and it is very unsafe to go out at this time. β
"It's okay", An Feng greeted while keeping his feet: "I'm about to end my service, but I haven't seen the scenery of Iraq, what kind of outside, I can't go back and tell others, I stay in the barracks all day, I haven't seen what the street looks like......"
"I really can't understand your thoughts", the mercenaries shook their heads and watched An Feng walk out of the barracks.
Several local vendors at the gate of the barracks saw An Feng walking out of the Fantasy Continent, but An Feng kept at his feet, except for the gate of the "Fantasy Continent", he quickly took a local taxi-donkey taxi, and then after several transfers, he walked into Fallujah City.