Putting this unfinished manuscript into a file bag, Wei Ran closed his eyes and thought about this harvest.

With that manuscript, I can easily get a remuneration of 12 million rubles. Even after deducting the 1 million introduction fee, my income is definitely not low. With this money, not only will I not have to worry about next year's tuition,

After returning home at the end of the year, or even coming back after the year, I can live a very comfortable life.

On the other hand, the German language that I have completely mastered, the first aid kit that comes with the Angel of the Field medal, and the large amount of clinical experience accumulated in that clinic are even more valuable. Even compared to these, the perfect Rolleiflex

The twin-lens reflex camera and the gold melee assault badge on the camera case have become the most insignificant additions.

"Although I am not in history, I have also received honors this time."

Wei Ran summoned the leather notebook again and admired the painted Junior Field Angel Medal. Then he walked downstairs with satisfaction and took out dozens of negatives from the bulging paper bag next to the Youth League knife photo.

Turning on the power supply of the copy board, and stuck the negatives on it one by one, Wei Ran held up a magnifying glass and carefully observed the content of the photos. A large part of these negatives were not taken by himself, presumably they were

A work from the previous owner of this camera.

But fortunately, after some serious searching, he finally found the photo he took with the light of a flare while rescuing the wounded near the Capitol!
Chapter completed!