Approaching dusk, the shadow of Marcel grew long, and over the gentle slope in front of me, the familiar town of Glaar appeared in front of me.

Looking at the town in front of him, Marcel moved his aching ass and drove the donkey under his crotch over.

On the cobblestone road, the sound of the donkey's crisp footsteps is very clear.

When the townspeople saw Marcel, they greeted them warmly.

"Good afternoon, Monsieur Marcel."

"Dr. Marcel, I'm back from the office."

"Mr. Marcel......"

In the face of these enthusiastic people, Marcel kept smiling and nodding, and occasionally had to answer a few words.

It's not that Marcel doesn't want to deal with them, it's that he still doesn't recognize them all, and many people can't be called by name, so how do you ask him to greet each other?

In fact, Marcel can't be blamed for this, because he has only been here for a month, how can he get to know people so quickly. As for why everyone is so enthusiastic about Marcel, who has only been here for a month, we can know one or two from his name.

That's right, because Marcel is a doctor, the only doctor in the town.

The town of Gral is located in the northeastern corner of Sardinia, where the land is poor, arable land is scarce, and it is more supported by fishing and animal husbandry. There are more than 3,000 people in the town, and there are only a few hundred residents who live in the town for a long time.

The small population and lack of abundant products have also led to widespread poverty among the local population, so the town of Glaar is not rich in commerce, and there is only one grocery store.

As for the clinic, it is the Marcel family, and he is the only one who is qualified to practice medicine.

And the enthusiasm of the people in the town put a lot of pressure on Marcel, because he had only just left school, and he was still a complete novice, so he was the only one, and the pressure was definitely not small.

That's right, Marcel graduated from Genoa Medical College, and for him who graduated from a non-prestigious medical school, he only learned after graduation that a job is called that difficult to find. He couldn't get into the state hospital, and the private clinics in the city didn't think he was a famous medical school, and many didn't want him. Finally, someone asked for it, and they were only willing to let him be an assistant. The assistant here can actually be called an apprentice, and when the arrogant-looking private clinic doctor said that he would only have food and shelter in three years, and that he would only be paid after three years, he was completely a handout.

How could this satisfy Marcel, who was already in debt because of his studies, so after a difficult decision, Marcel joined the medical security service and became a doctor who voluntarily accepted the assignment.

The health care service plan has been designated by the Ministry of Health in order to provide medical services to every town in Italy, even in remote areas.

As we all know, this medical service is also disgusted with the poor and loves the rich, so there are many doctors in big cities, and there may not be any doctors in remote areas.

Of course, no one can be blamed for this, the doctor is also a human being, and he also has to eat.

The Italian Ministry of Health has introduced this service precisely because of the lack of medical facilities in remote areas.

Of course, the most important thing in this service is doctors and funding, and it can only be said that the Ministry of Health is indeed not easy.

For a novice doctor like Marcel, the Ministry of Health can only give a monthly salary of 180 lira.

Of course, this salary is on the low side, compared with 350-800 lira in the city, the gap is very large. But who made Marcel fail to graduate from a prestigious medical school, this can only take less.

In addition, Marcel's clinic in the small town of Glaar is also funded by the government, so it can be said that everything except him is given by the government.

Of course, the government will not crack down on aspiring young people like Marcel, who only needs to serve here for five years, and then Marcel will be given the opportunity to return to the city and enter a public hospital, which is also part of the Ministry of Health's award.

Marcel's clinic is very prominent, and on the side of the town's church, the bright red cross sign makes it easy to see that it is a clinic.

After dismounting from the donkey and pushing the door, Marcel put down the salted fish in his hand and the medical kit on his back.

"Doctor Marcel, you're back."

Ms. Caroline, the only nurse in the clinic, immediately spotted Marcel.

"Yes, Ms. Caroline, may you pour me a cup of coffee?"

"Right away."

Hot coffee was brought to Marcel, smelling the aroma of the coffee, Marcel asked as he put the sugar. "Is there anything going on today?"

Nurse Caroline, who was sorting out the medicines, continued to sort out and replied. "No, nothing happened today. Everyone knows that you are going to Kawi Village for a consultation today, so no one is here today. ”

"Well, thank you for the coffee brewed, it was very tasty. By the way, some of your salted fish are all sent by enthusiastic villagers, and there is no way to refuse if you want to. ”

Nurse Caroline is from a small town, her husband is frail and sickly, and there are children and elderly people at home, and life is very tight, and Marcel can help if he can.

"Then thank you, Dr. Marcel, if you have some free time, my family would like to treat you to dinner."

"There will be time, I've been on the road for half a day today, I'm too tired."

While the two were talking, suddenly a man hurried in with a nervous expression.

"Is Dr. Marcel here, Dr. Marcel!"

"I just, what's the matter?"

When the man saw Marcel standing up, he immediately stepped forward and took his hand, as if he was afraid that he would run away.

"Doctor Marcel, I'm Andy from Bol Village, my sister-in-law is pregnant and gave birth today, but she can't stop bleeding after giving birth, you can follow me to have a look."

As soon as he heard Andy's words, Marcel was a little big, he knew that this maternal hemorrhage, but he didn't study gynecology, and the teacher in the academy only gave a rough talk. And isn't it too difficult to let him, a trainee doctor, preside over this kind of operation?

Marcel thought of this and hesitated a little.

Seeing Dr. Marcel's expression, Andy guessed something and hurriedly spoke. "Rest assured, Doctor Marcel, we won't blame you, no matter what the treatment is."

In the face of Andy's words, Marcel can only bite the bullet now.

"Nurse Caroline, prepare hemostats, gauze, anesthetic, candles and other surgical supplies."

"Andy, you're waiting outside."

As a doctor, Marcel is duty-bound to help Nurse Caroline prepare surgical instruments together.

The two were quickly ready, and Nurse Caroline followed Marcel out with the operating suitcase. Anxious outside the door, Andy also had a donkey beside him, and Marcel breathed a sigh of relief, it was okay.

"You lead the way."

"Okay."

The town of Boer is not far away, three or four kilometers away, and Andy's house is on the left side of the village.

When Marcel appeared with Nurse Caroline, the anxiously waiting villagers were immediately relieved.

"Dr. Marcel is here, and Anno is saved."

With the expectant eyes of the villagers, Marcel made his way to the bedroom that had been temporarily used as a maternity ward.

There was a strong smell of blood in the room, and in addition to several middle-aged women, a man was talking to the patient with a newborn baby in his arms, but when they saw Marcel, they immediately moved out of the way.

Marcel saw at a glance the bloodless mother, and her eyes were beginning to dilute a little.

"Quick, get hot water, and candles and mirrors."

Marcel didn't care about anything else at this time, and hurried to get people ready.

"The hot water is here."

A middle-aged woman holds a hot tub in front of him. Marcel continued to ask after washing his hands. "Who was in charge of delivering babies before?"

"It's me."

A middle-aged woman stepped forward.

"Tell me about the previous situation and how long it has been bleeding."

While it was time to dry his hands, Marcel hurriedly inquired about the patient's condition.

"Anno had a stomach ache at 8 a.m. and gave birth to a baby boy about two hours ago. Later, we found that the bleeding couldn't stop at all, so we quickly asked Andy to come to you for help. ”

After understanding the situation, Marcel continued to command. "Now the candles are lit, the men go out, and the women come in with mirrors in their hands. Caroline gave me an anesthetic needle. ”

The men who were then kicked out of the door could only wait anxiously, hoping that Dr. Marcel would pull Anno back from death.

An hour and two hours, the moon had risen to the branches, and there was always news.

Marcel stumbled out.

"Doctor, how is my wife?"

Anno's husband hurriedly came over with the child in his arms and asked.

"It's okay, the bleeding has stopped, and then you need to cultivate well."

Marcel was greeted with cheers and, of course, thanks.

"Thank you, Your Excellency, very much."

"It's okay, that's what I'm supposed to do."

In the midst of a chorus of thanks, Marcel had a wonderful feeling that it was so good to save life from the clutches of death.

In Italy, there are many people like Dr. Marcel, who actively or passively provide basic medical care to remote areas. But in any case, this is good governance, so that the vast majority of the Italian population has access to basic health care.