The msc medical service station is located in a herder village in the tributary of the river Rival.

There are domed thatched huts and potty russet mud roads everywhere, sometimes under the baobab trees on the roads there are milking children and vigilant women, but Xun Lianlian found that he glanced over and looked here Less than a strong adult man.

Maybe men go out to graze, or maybe there is something in the village where paper permits men to participate. Of course, it is also possible that men in this village are forced to be drawn to the front line. This is all possible. However, Xun Cong couldn't even care about so much for the time being. In the back seat, the dynasty was awake and was holding the door to retching outward. This was a normal reaction to a slight concussion, and it looked like it should be life-saving. But the situation of the female bodyguard is probably not so optimistic.

Kang An sniffed the detective's bodyguard with her hand and said, "Boss, haven't you arrived yet? She's about to die."

Xun pulled out a handful of co-pilots who were lethargic by blood loss from the co-pilot: "Where is the place?"

The bald bar owner's eyes were blurred, and he barely looked around, but couldn't answer anything.

He had to avoid the pit on the road alone. He intuitively searched for buildings that looked like hospitals or health service stations around him. Finally, three small buildings appeared in front of him.

In front of the small building is an empty sun-valley field, which is covered with an army green pergola. After being approached, Xun Conglian found out that the pergola was actually a row of mats, with dozens of people lying on it. Treatment of local residents. It's the outpatient room that crosses the mat. Many people sit quietly on wooden benches while doctors in white coats are busy working inside and outside the "hospital".

Xun Lian jumped out of the car and patted the door. What made him even more surprised was that, except for the obvious black people, the doctors here were all Asians with dark hair and yellow skin. He tentatively shouted "Doctor" in Chinese.

All Asians turned around, one of them hung his stethoscope and ran towards him.

"What happened?" The man started asking questions a long distance away.

He heard the old story in his hometown the most exciting. Xing Conglian hurriedly replied: "We were in a car accident. The lady was in the worst condition. She hit the windshield and was seriously injured by the steering wheel. I suspect a rib fracture and severe internal bleeding; The driving bald man was hit by a bison and his arm was broken; the young man in the back seat had a slight concussion, leaving the rest unattended. "

After the sentence was reported from Lianzhuzhu, the doctor held him in front of him.

"What's wrong?" Xing Conglian asked.

"No, it's so touching to hear Chinese suddenly." The young doctor reached out and hugged him, then quickly let go, greeted another doctor to carry a stretcher, and lifted Kanakal, who was finally injured, out of the back seat. Immediately sent to the small gray cement building for surgical treatment.

Kang An got off the dynasty.

The doctor pointed to the mat on the ground and said to the dizzy young man, "Lie down, I will check it on you."

Mr. Wang still had his eyes wide open during the illness, resisting vomiting *, and resolutely said: "I will die! I! No!"

Xun Lian looked at the mat on the ground, but felt that such things as mats were probably brought here by these Chinese doctors, but looking at the black mat, he could not bear to let the dynasty lie down.

He returned to the trunk and took out the floor mat, laying it on the ground, and the dynasty reluctantly lay flat.

The doctor poked the dynasty's forehead and said, "I just let you lie down here for the sake of you. Generally, all the people who enter the back floor are critically ill patients. Maybe there are AIDS patients, Ebola infected people ..."

The dynasty was even more scared.

The doctor scratched the head of the young man, and said solemnly, "You would definitely have to do an MRI in this situation, but you don't see that thing right now, so if you lie down all night, you can jump out of the hospital alive tomorrow. "

When he was finished, he stood up and left.

Xing Cong finally couldn't help but shouted at the other party, "Don't you even need an infusion?" He pointed to a patient who was receiving the infusion in the distance.

The doctor said to him solemnly: "Disposable needles and anti-inflammatory drugs are very precious and should be left to those who need them more." He held out his thumb and poked the young people on the ground. "He is fine, observe You can leave all night. "

"Thank you," Xing Conglian said earnestly.

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

"Go to the rain forest," Xun Conglian said.

The doctor wanted to say something, but was suddenly called by name, and immediately turned around and ran back to the small building.

The small "hospital" was busier than he thought. Until the evening, Xun Conglian saw the young doctor who had something to say again.

The dynasty fell asleep on the floor mat and said it would not cover the bedding brought by the nurse.

Kanachal's surgery was very successful. It is said that a rib had hurt her lungs, but now it is no longer life threatening. The bald bar owner stayed with his female bodyguard. It seems that their relationship has slept a few times than normal. His boss and followers were more distorted, but Xuncong didn't even bother to care about it.

The grassland was beautiful at night, and Kang An was taking a nap in a jeep. He stayed with the dynasty, resting his head on his hands, and lying down at will.

"Have you missed your girlfriend?" Suddenly a Chinese came from behind him. He turned back and saw the Chinese doctor who was walking away from the small building at this moment.

Xing Lianlian did not answer this question.

The young doctor laughed and squatted down in front of him very familiarly: "I always wanted to bring my girlfriend to Africa, and I felt that lying on the grassland and watching the starry sky was very romantic, but after I came here, I still think Now. "

Xun Lian looked back at the small concrete building that could not be called a hospital, and nodded: "Because the conditions are too bad?"

"It's more than bad, it's just bad, do you see this place like a human ..." he muttered, looking around.

Xun Lian lit a cigarette and thought it was funny: "Why are you still here?"

"This is a call to duty!"

"speak English."

The doctor glared at him, showing the unique spirit of young people: "When I graduated from college, I saw an abc report saying that a Chinese doctor had been in Dana for ten years. Together with MSC, MSF has completed the establishment of the basic medical system in the world's most difficult and incredible. I am deeply encouraged to decide to emulate their predecessors and support the construction of Africa. "

Xun Lian sniffed: "Very ideal."

"Yes, I feel the same way." The doctor started to chatter again. "In fact, so many doctors here in Huaguo are bewildered by Dr. Duan and his elderly people. Probably long handsome people are simply magical. My mind As soon as the heat ran over, I regretted it, but I couldn't walk anymore. "He said, sitting on his knees beside the dynasty to continue his inspection.

"Why can't I go?" Xing Lianlian thought it was funny.

"I've been here for two years. I studied general medicine. At that time, my parents had given me a job at the health service station in my hometown, but I found out after I came here and went to him. Mom's community health service, nowhere in the world needs me more than here. "

Xun Lian spit out his mouth, narrowed his eyes slightly, and said lightly, "It sounds a lot like Call of Duty."

The young doctor put down his stethoscope, listened to the heart and lungs of the dynasty, and pointed at the concrete building. "No, no, I was bewildered by an adulterer. I was skeptical about my sexuality before. Or how can I see Mr. Duan's photo? Just come here. But he is really a great person. You can see that there is no concrete building in the back. The sterile operating room inside has just saved your friend ’s life, otherwise she ’s not injured at all. I can't live tonight, and it's all lost to Teacher Duan! "

Xing Conglian glanced at him, and finally noticed the abnormality in the conversation: "Tell me so much, three words are not tortured to praise your teacher, what do you want to do?"

The little doctor said nervously: "Ms. Duan lost contact with us a week ago. We're afraid he had an accident. When we last contacted him, he was in the Gao Meng tribe. Listening to the bald head saying that you are going there, I can trouble you to find your way. Look for him. If something goes wrong, please help him! "

"Why ask me?" Xun Conglian asked.

"After all, in a foreign country, only my compatriots in my country can be trusted." The little doctor patted his shoulder and sat down on the ground in dismay. "In fact, we also tried to find some people, but the situation in the rain forest is too It's complicated. Many people are reluctant to go, and some people who have promised have not responded. We don't know what to do. I beg you! "

Looking at the little doctor with folded hands in front of him, Xun never knew how he crashed into a car and could shoulder the strange mission of saving the founder of the basic medical system in Dana.

...

When Xun Cong took on another mission and was about to march to the rain forest, Lin Chen also encountered a very strange thing, so that he had to escape from the control of Mrs. Jiang, and even the hospitalization fee was not paid, he slipped Back to Hongjing.

Of course, if you want to investigate the key reason for his escape, although it is not unrelated to call Zhang Xiaolong and tell him that someone sent an anonymous letter to the police station, Geta, it is basically because Mrs. Jiang had already At that time, I was asked such acute questions as "are you the subject of a broken love or a captain?" Lin Chen felt that staying there would not be good for his physical and mental health.

He returned to Hongjing by taking the high-speed rail from Yongchuan, and it was not yet time to arrive when he arrived at the Interpol.

Zhang Xiaolong saw him screaming, then rushed over and stared at him for a long time: "Consultant Lin, you are really back, I have no eyes?"

Lin Chen shook her head with a smile and said, "Should not." After he said it, he paused deliberately, and gave Comrade Zhang Xiaoxiaolong a few more moments of sympathy, but he heard the policewoman say, "The criminal team and the dynasty are good I haven't been to work for a few days, and I haven't asked for leave. Do you know where they are? "

He felt that Zhang Xiaolong ’s ability to open the pot was almost the same as Jiang Chao ’s, but he had no choice but to lie for those two colleagues who did n’t know where in the world: “They have something temporary, and let me ask for leave ... In January, I stayed in the hospital two days ago and forgot about it. "

Hearing that, Zhang Xiaolong took a sigh of relief: "Are you okay, consultant Lin, why have you been hospitalized and how did your hand get hurt again!"

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

Seeing the policewoman still wanting to hold off, he hurriedly interrupted her: "What happened to the anonymous letter?"

"Oh! That's it!" Zhang Xiaolong finished, hurried away, and ran back again a short time later, "This morning, the doorman received an anonymous express mail to you. Last time in the Baisha case, no one was there. Did you keep sending you letters, we were scared to death and didn't dare to tear them apart, we just called you. "

When receiving the anonymous shipment, Lin Chen's heartbeat suddenly accelerated, and he knew he was expecting the sender to be missing for many days. But soon, when he saw the handwriting on the courier slip, his heartbeat speed slipped from the highest peak to the trough instantly, and the handwriting on it clearly did not belong to any of them.

He flipped through the anonymous express, which is the standard express envelope of Shun Shui Express. Although there is no obvious identification of the sender, it may also be someone from the dynasty or the prisoner who asked Hongjing With the slightest hope in the letter he sent, he pulled a knife out of the pen holder at his desk.

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

Lin Chen froze. He didn't know where Comrade Zhang Xiaolong came from these wonderful ideas, but things like anthrax were too far away from their daily lives. He shook his letter and laughed: "Then Stay away. "

After he had said it, he carefully cut the envelope with a knife.

Of course, there is no powdery anthrax virus in the shipment, only a thin sheet of a4 paper.

He pulled out the stationery and unfolded it, and Zhang Xiaolong took a cool breath beside him.

Lin Chen was very surprised by the content on the stationery. It was printed with a standard No. 5 Song style on it: I am a reporter from Hongjing Evening News. I know that Director Li was held hostage. If you want to know, call me.

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