The night was extraordinarily long.

Choi Ji-eun forgot when he fell asleep, and only remembered that he had a dream.

In the dream, Choi Ji-eun returned to a few years ago, standing in the lakeside pavilion of Donggang University.

That night, she held the ticket to return to China in her hand, hesitating and expecting, waiting for the boy who was about to appear.

She wanted to tell the boy that she didn't want to leave Donggang University, Tianzhou City, and even more so this time together.

Although the boy often teased and bullied her, she knew that she was hopelessly in love with the boy.

She loves the boys' frankness, intelligence, and clear, sunny smiles.

For the sake of the boy, she is willing to leave her relatives and friends in her homeland and stay.

No matter how bad it is, she can go back and finish her studies quickly and come back.

She prepared a confession full of bellies.

However, she waited until late at night, but did not wait for the boy to appear......

The phone calls were not answered, the messages were not returned, she was lost, sad, sad, and crying.

That bad guy, how can he live up to her affection so much?

Doesn't he really have the slightest affection for himself?

In his heart, is he far inferior to the so-called school girl?

Even if he really doesn't like himself at all, but he is leaving tomorrow, is it so difficult for him to find time to say goodbye?

Scoundrel!

I don't like you anymore!

In a few years, she severed contact with Huaxia and devoted herself to studying medicine.

It's just that, deep down, she occasionally misses or misses.

and looking forward to the day when we can meet again......

……

Dreams have an end.

The night will eventually disperse.

As the morning sun rises from the horizon, a ray of dawn hits Choi Ji-eun's goose egg face.

Cui Ji-eun felt something, flapped his eyebrows, slowly opened his worried eyes, and gradually saw the surrounding scene clearly.

When she saw the bonfire in front of her, she subconsciously wanted to stand up, but found that she had an extra cotton coat on her body.

She was stunned, turned her gaze, and saw the young man already standing in front of her.

"Not to mention, the air here in Africa is much cleaner than in China, and it would be even better if there was no virus." Song Che turned his head and smiled at Choi Ji-eun.

This smile was bathed in the brilliance of the morning light, and it was extraordinarily gorgeous, which made Choi Ji-eun unconsciously think of the clear smile in the dream.

So, she also smiled and said goodbye.

When she stood up with her sore legs and feet, walked to Song Che's side, and handed the coat back: "Thank you." ”

"Don't you say I'm broken this time?" Song Che quipped.

“…… It's a little better than that bad guy. Choi Ji-eun's face flushed.

"This can be regarded as a good person card, but I hope to be a bad man who can be remembered by Dr. Cui." Song Che sniffed his somewhat blocked nose and said with a smile: "You know, Dr. Cui, when you were sleeping, you called a certain bad guy for half a night, which alarmed those black brothers in the house. ”

In an instant, Cui Zhien's cheeks were as red as the burning clouds in the sky, and he said ashamedly and shockedly: "I said in my dream?" What was said? ”

Song Che pointed to the African friends lying by the door of the wooden house behind him: "Ask them to go, tsk, it's too numb, if I say it again, I will have goosebumps on the ground." ”

Choi Ji-eun was so embarrassed that he couldn't wait to dig a crack in the ground and get into it.

Just at a loss, Song Che suddenly said: "It's here." ”

"Who's coming?"

Choi Ji-eun's heart jumped, and he raised his head to look ahead, only to find that a convoy was approaching at a rapid pace.

However, the convoy only stopped on a dirt slope one kilometre away from the mine.

A group of people came down, some black, some white and some yellow, some in white, some in suits and some in military uniforms.

And Enzo, who got up early to stand guard, saw the group of people and immediately saluted from a distance.

Apparently, those men were military and political officials from Pretoria!

In addition, there are several white-clothed doctors among them, one of whom is Song Che's old acquaintance——— Kuroda Zhang!

……

The outbreak in the Cullinan diamond mines immediately shocked the whole South African country.

The first day of the incident happened suddenly, but thanks to the joint efforts of several international medical teams stationed in Pretoria, the spiritual point of the resurgence of the epidemic was effectively controlled.

But control may only be temporary.

No one is sure how many of the more than 100 miners, apart from the confirmed infected, have already carried the mutated virus.

The next day, South Africa** set up a special working group in response to the epidemic, and invited Akira Kuroda, the world's leading surgical expert and vice president of Médecins Sans Frontières (MSF), to serve as an advisor.

With the advice of Akira Kuroda, South Africa** decided to suspend and lock down the Cullinan diamond mines with immediate effect.

All miners and personnel, depending on the level of infection risk, were housed in several concentration camps around the mine.

Each camp was far apart and security and medical staff were stationed, and no one could leave Cullinan unless they had spent a maximum of 21 days of incubation and had a medical examination.

The most remote concentration camp was built in the form of a log cabin.

Although the number of people in it is the least, given that these miners have all been confirmed to be infected, there is basically no medical team willing to take over this hot potato.

Helplessly, the managers of this concentration camp have to be Song Che and Cui Zhien, who sacrificed their lives at the beginning.

I thought that this Chinese and Korean miracle doctor was going to die here, and even several international medical teams were ready to sing lamentations and say eulogy to bid farewell to the "great pioneer", but a few days later, not only did not there be news of death in this concentration camp, but even close to the camp, you could see the Chinese male doctor, playing a small football game with the sick miners, and as for the Korean female doctor, she was whistling as a referee next to her.

The laughter, applause and cheers from time to time made this blockade circle, which should have been a hell on earth, the most harmonious and warm area in the entire Cullinan diamond field.

In the end, even Enzo, who was on duty on the periphery, couldn't help it, and when he saw that these infected people were more alive than the other, he couldn't resist his eagerness to try, so he simply added a piece of kicking a wild ball.

"It's evil, this is still a concentration camp for infectious diseases."

Liu Hao stood on the edge of the cordon, watching a group of people happily kicking the ball, and couldn't help but be speechless.

Luo Yanzhou also smiled bitterly.

This realm of happiness in suffering is too high.

But he also knows very well that the source of these joys is Song Che.

He pulled the infected back from the brink of death and led them to find the light of life again.

This is a veritable medical saint!

"Very good!"

Suddenly, an English accent with a Japanese accent came from behind him.

Luo Yanzhou and the others turned their heads to take a look, only to see Kuroda Zhang leading a few doctors slowly approaching.

"Professor Kuroda, why are you here too?" Luo Yanzhou was surprised.

Kuroda Akira sighed: "You are doctors, we are also doctors, you can come here, can't we come?" ”

Then, Kuroda Akira stared at this concentration camp and said, "Today is the seventh day, these miners, obviously they are all sick, they can actually live until now, and they are gradually recovering their health, it seems that the virus in their bodies has indeed been eliminated." ”

"Wait a while, send the equipment in, draw the blood of these miners and send it for testing, if you are sure that there is no problem, you can consider lifting the blockade."

As soon as these words came out, Park Zhongtian, who was following behind, immediately jumped out and sang the opposite: "Professor Kuroda, even if the virus in their bodies really has a decreasing trend, it doesn't mean that they are completely infectious, why put an end to all risks, I think they must be isolated until the last moment!" ”

As he spoke, Park Zhongtian also glared viciously at Choi Ji-eun, who was the referee inside.

Originally, he was still waiting for the moment when Choi Ji-eun died of illness or begged for himself.

However, he just watched Cui Zhien play happily with the Huaxia doctor and the group of infected people who were sentenced to death in advance for a few days!

"Taking a step back, even if the virus in the miners' bodies has been reduced, the two doctors inside can't be released, maybe they have already been infected with the virus and are in the incubation period!" The road of the heavenly yin measurement in Puzhong.

Kuroda Shoichi frowned, and seemed to be weighing his next step.

Liu Hao couldn't help but say, "Doctor Xing has already drunk herbal tea medicine, so he won't be infected!" ”

"Herbal tea medicine?" Kuroda Akira muttered: "Is it the traditional Chinese medicine prescription that Dr. Song Che just developed to prevent and treat mutant Ebola?" ”

Luo Yanzhou nodded and said: "That's right, this medicine has undergone clinical experiments, and it has been proved that it does have a good effect on the prevention and treatment of Ebola. ”

Hearing this, the representatives of the medical teams of various countries were stunned.

Some of them have also heard about the new drug developed by Huaxia against mutant Ebola.

But it is basically cautious and skeptical.

After all, how can a country that is not even recognized by the world for Western medicine suddenly rise to the forefront of world medicine?

Park Zhongtian also directly scoffed, and said: "Why can't you Chinese people always get rid of this arrogant and braggart habit, just rely on your nondescript miscellaneous medicine, the drugs developed are not bad for your stomach, and suddenly you want to save the world." ”

Liu Hao pursed his lips and said casually: "Yes, it's our nondescript medical skills in Huaxia, even your Korean medicine godfather has learned a great lesson, and he didn't even release a fart, so he ran back to South Korea in disgrace, by the way, do you still want to apply for the World Heritage of Korean medicine recently?" ”

Park Zhongtian's face immediately turned the color of pig liver, and he refuted: "Don't use Kim Jae-hyung's set of Korean medicine that has no scientific basis to slander our Korean medicine, besides, those experiments were arranged and operated by you, who knows if you are cheating in it!" You Chinese people have always been the best at counterfeiting! ”

Liu Hao's anger was great, and he choked back: "Say that we are good at counterfeiting in Huaxia? If our traditional Chinese medicine is also fake, then why do you Koreans still have to copy and learn from the past? ”