The dynasty could not understand.

However, he checked the mine pointed out by his boss, which was indeed one of the industries of Zarathu. In recent years, the rare metals there have been dug up and the mining area was abandoned.

He didn't know how his boss inferred that Charathu was going to drive the entire Gaomeng tribe to the mining area. It didn't make any sense in essence, but what kind of reason did Dana break this place? Playing human flesh hunting, so it is not impossible to decide to level Gao Meng tribe.

In short, I believe that the boss's judgment is correct. As a good dog leg, he began to search for the fastest route to reach the mining area.

From their current location to the abandoned mine, there are two ways to go, one waterway, and the other is the sloping dirt road that the major forces used to open mines in the rainforest, felled trees, and roughed up.

But no matter which way they go, they are likely to encounter the heavily guarded Zaratu tribe.

Comrade Wang Chaoxiao looked into the distant forest and sea, and he did n’t understand. He had been playing a game of lemon tea for a few days at home, why did he suddenly have a copy of the rainforest to go to the devil King Chalatou.

He finally looked up at the cloudy sky. Life is so impermanent ...

However, his boss apparently did not have these thoughts. The dynasty speculated about the target location, and he immediately jumped back into the boat and led them from the waterway.

Compared to land, the waterway is not covered, it is not conducive to hiding, but seeing his boss as anxious to go home now, the dynasty did not dare to let it fart.

The farther you go, the more turbid the water of the Dana River, the muddy water, and the brick red. The scenery on both sides of the strait was not as green and pleasant as before, and large trees were cut down. The Dana rainforest is rich in expensive wood species, such as rosewood, ebony, and rosewood. Whenever there are expensive wood species, there are a large number of laborers and armed elements armed with firearms.

Every time I saw these places on the shore from the river, the dynasty felt that the heart had to mention his throat.

Probably when his boss was stink, there was a deterrent that made the world retreat from their homes. They didn't encounter any non-sighted militants along the way.

Thank goodness.

At night, they tied the boat to the shore and camped by the river.

Anyway, do n’t expect the rainforest to see the stars in the sky. It just rained a moment ago, and now it seems to be raining again. The dynasty killed all mosquitoes in the tent and looked towards the river. In the dark night, his boss barefoot, sitting alone on the bank of the river to smoke, wondering what he was thinking.

"What's wrong with Boss recently, it feels abnormal," Kang An asked next to him.

"I don't know," Wang Chaoyan said concisely.

"Did you fall in love?"

Hearing this, the dynasty gave Kang An a glance: "How could the boss lose love?"

"That is how the matter?"

The dynasty turned around, holding Kang An's shoulders with both hands and shaking it: "You actually asked what happened, but you dared to ask what happened, didn't you invite the boss to this place where the birds don't shit, is the old convention so abnormal!"

"There's a lot of bird feces here," Kang An said, pointing to the tuft of macaws or other parrots on the top of the tent.

Comrade Xiao Wang quickly flashed to the side and almost spit out.

"It's not about falling in love, then the boss is in love." Kang An suddenly said.

The dynasty opened its mouth and was amazed at the reflection arc of Kang'an.

"It's the Mr. Lin that you always peeked at. The boss turned out to be gay."

Kang An's tone was too calm. The dynasty patted the ground and said, "Don't you use the tone of the boss to be a man to talk about the boss's sexuality?"

"Homosexuality is normal, so is I, after all."

Wang Chao sighed and wanted to return to a normal society and speak with a normal mind.

"But Mr. Lin, it doesn't look like the boss likes it."

"Wait, how do you know?"

"Because I always think that a man like a boss like a horse will like silly white sweet, that is the kind of sweet, soft, little cake-like boys and girls." Kang An said to himself.

"Hello pervert, why should I discuss this topic with you!"

"Mr. Lin is not the same. Mr. Lin looked cold and indifferent, and bite down like a crystal of fangs. The boss's taste is actually so hard, it is indeed the boss." Kang An said with emotion.

"Not quite good!"

"I feel bad."

"You're annoying, what's wrong!"

"The two people in love should complement each other. You see, I'm a stinky and hard stone in the pit, and your youngest brother is just a flower fluttering in the wind."

"Why is my youngest brother blinding you?"

"Hey. But the boss and Mr. Nalin look more like a kind of person."

"Why didn't I see it, how did you see it, face to face?"

"No, no, it just feels like, one is stronger, the other is stronger, when it ’s good, if they are in conflict, do you think that the character of our boss will directly kill others?"

"Kang'an." Comrade Xiao Wang looked at the boss who smoked by the river, and suddenly wanted to light a cigarette.

"what?"

Comrade Xiao Wang turned the person to the ground, holding Kang'an's neck and roaring, "You don't have to give Lao Zi a flag!"

...

Dilapidated fishing boats are still drifting on the vast sea.

In the dark cabin at the bottom of the fishing boat, Lin Chen did not know that he had become the object of gossip.

He was thirsty, his skin was peeling, and he was hungry from his chest to his back. The smell of dead fish and the smell of feces were revealed in the cabin. Along with the turbulent waves, he estimated according to his own physiological rhythm that fishing boats have been on the sea for more than 12 hours, and they are likely to have arrived in the waters of other countries. Mature stowaways must have relatively secure routes, so they are not likely to be intercepted by the coast guards of other countries and can only be left to their fate.

He leaned against the bulkhead, sitting in the most energy-saving way, and Duan Yang was taking care of the patient not far from him.

During the 12-hour voyage, the wounds on his palms were painful and itchy, and there was no sign of healing for a while, but it wasn't him that was sick most, but the middle-aged people who had talked to them before.

A few hours ago, the middle-aged man had an acute abdominal pain, and the shouting of pain almost overwhelmed the roaring fishing boat motor. The first reaction of the villagers who were trapped at the bottom of the fish tank was to hit the nailed deck However, the people on the deck just asked "what happened" and left.

There were still footsteps coming and going over their heads, but the sealed deck did not show signs of reopening.

The villagers beat the deck angrily, but received no response. Without eating for 12 hours, they quickly lost the power of the riots. Their emotions changed from anger to panic, and they found out that this gold rush trip was certainly not as good as they thought.

Without any medical equipment, Duanyang could only make a simple diagnosis for the villager. The preliminary judgment was acute gastric perforation. Although the cause of the disease is unknown, even on the vast sea, it does not make any sense to know it.

The middle-aged man was huddled together, his face was as dead as a dead body, and his expression was extremely distressed. The previous shouting had exhausted all his strength, and he could not yell at all in pain.

The two villagers and Duanyang were standing beside him. One of them grabbed Duanyang and said anxiously, "Doctor, please save my brother, can you save him, right?"

Duanyang's fingers have been resting on the middle-aged man's neck, while the other hand was gently pressing on his abdomen without saying a word.

The villager knelt in front of Duanyang and shoved his head hard: "You are a doctor, you will save people. My brother has five children at home. If he has an accident, I am afraid that his cruel mother-in-law will throw away the child and remarry. Help him! "

Perhaps he heard the child, and the middle-aged man who was curled up suddenly opened his eyes and looked at Duanyang with tears. I don't know where the strength came from. He grabbed Duanyang's arm with one hand and held it tightly.

Seeing this, Lin Chen finally stood up. He propped up the bulkhead and walked to Duanyang to accompany him to sit next to the middle-aged man who was seriously ill.

Someone in the cabin started to weep softly because of his actions.

Lin Chen looked at Duanyang, to his surprise, the young people's eyes were not red. His expression was calm and solemn, and he loosened his fingers around the bitter bark-like neck of the middle-aged man and held his hand.

"It's so tiring." The middle-aged man was relieved the next moment, Lin Chen saw a glimmer of hope in his dim look, "It's okay to die?"

"Yes, that's liberation." Lin Chen said.

"My children always grow up."

"Even if your wife is unwilling to support them, our welfare system will guarantee that they will grow up to 18 years old safely."

"It's okay, my parents are still alive, that is, I can no longer be filial."

"They might think you made a lot of money in Dana and don't want to go home."

"Yeah, that's fine if they think so."

The middle-aged man laughed, and at the last moment of his life, he stayed on letting down all smiles.

Lin Chen finished speaking, put his hand on the middle-aged man's face, and closed his eyes gently.

The weeping weeping in the cabin turned into a wailing cry, and the death of the middle-aged man seemed to let everyone foresee their future.

Lin Chen pulled Duanyang back to their previous position and sat down.

Duan Yang first touched his forehead, then simply measured his heartbeat, pulled up his palm and examined the wound, and finally breathed a sigh of relief.

Lin Chen kept looking at him, probably because he stared for too long, Duan Yang touched his face and asked, "What's wrong?"

"You're different from what I imagined."

"What's the difference, do you think I'm crying?"

Lin Chen did not answer.

"After all, I'm a doctor. I've seen much more terrible deaths. I'm the one dealing with death every day than you police."

"Ok."

"Early, the first time I went to the hospital for an internship, the teacher brought me."

"Ms. Duan?"

The young man froze, and suddenly relieved, he scratched his head: "It's Teacher Duan, I like him very much, no, to be precise, I love him."

The confession came so suddenly, Lin Chen was a little surprised: "I didn't ask you this."

"There is nothing to hide, I just like the teacher. I remember when I first saw the patient dying, I was particularly sad and rushed out of the ward to cry. I thought it was my fault and didn't save the person. The teacher was in the ward at the time and knew about it. "

"and then?"

"Then the teacher transferred me to icu and made me face the critical patient every day."

Lin Chen was surprised: "So severe?"

"I cried about every day during that time, and I didn't want to be a doctor anymore. But then it was fine. After a long time, almost when my internship ended, the teacher came to me suddenly.

"Ok?"

"He took me to the morgue." Duanyang grinned. "The teacher asked me what I felt during this time."

"how do you say?"

"I said that I was numb, so I won't feel bad." Duan Yang sighed. "The teacher looked at me very seriously when he heard this sentence. He said that a person who is numb to death cannot become a good doctor. Let I change professions as soon as possible. "

"You didn't change."

"Yeah, I haven't changed. After all, I still want to be a good doctor. At that time, I felt that the doctor was not numb to death. Then how could I survive the many times of life and death, so I asked the teacher.

The young man's eyes were beautiful, and Lin Chen looked at him quietly.

"The teacher told me that doctors cannot be numb to death. What doctors do is to respect death. We do not respect the result of death. We respect the entire human life process from life to death. People always want to live more. Avoiding death for some time, but there is life and death. This is the law of life. It is a painful but beautiful process. As doctors, we must look forward to the course of life, stand up straight, and face every time death is initiated to us. challenge."

After the youth finished speaking, the cry in the cabin remained, the speed of the fishing boat gradually slowed down, and the sound of the motor was still loud.

He looked at the solitary lamp in the cabin and said, "That's great."