In the operating room that was filled with a strong smell of blood, the kerosene gas lamp was relit, the new wounded were pushed in, and the blood-stained curtain was re-closed to provide the only dignity to the mother next door.

Even...even their four child workers started working tirelessly again.

"Vet, where did you get the fuel?"

While Wei Ran was busy amputating a torn leg of a little boy who was only about ten years old, the sewing machine man next door did not forget to ask while he was busy.

"Stolen" Wei Ran replied in French without looking back.

"Rama, let your brother come in and share the remaining fuel with other operating rooms."

After the sewing machine finished speaking, the little girl with the camera hanging around her neck immediately ran out of the operating room and called her brother Ed and the boy named Hanward in.

While the two young men were walking out with the oil drums, Sewing Machine said matter-of-factly, "After today's work is over, let's steal some fuel? At least the emergency vehicle's fuel tank must be filled, and there must be enough stored in the operating room.

Just fuel.”

"No problem," Wei Ran replied cheerfully.

"Can you find enough fuel?"

Across from the stretcher cart that served as the operating table, Edelweiss asked Wei Ran while wiping the sweat on his forehead that had been burnt by the gas lamp.

"Yes," Wei Ran replied simply, "but I need one, no, I need at least two oil extraction pipes."

"Mr. Veterinarian, I will help you find the oil pipe." The 11-year-old Rama translator made a serious promise that made Wei Ran and others smile.

"You can only look for it in the hospital," Wei Ran reminded gently.

"Let your brother go, you have to help us be our translator."

Edelweiss said, handing a test tube filled with some blood to Rama, "Let Dalal help test the blood type. This poor child needs a blood transfusion, hurry up."

"Leave it to us!"

Before Rama finished speaking, he had already taken the test tube and ran to the door of the operating room. He handed it to the little girl who seemed to be only responsible for guarding the wooden door of the operating room. He changed to Arabic and said something to the other party, and then said what he had just said.

Brother Ed, who came back from refueling, said something.

"Let that child take a blood test?" Wei Ran looked at Edelweiss across from him in astonishment.

"They are nurses now," Edelweiss replied matter-of-factly. "We don't have enough manpower, and they are careful enough, so it's not a difficult job."

"I'm just curious when did you teach her this?" Wei Ran used the same matter-of-fact tone to cover up his inner surprise.

"I taught them more than simple things like blood tests," Edelweiss said with a hint of satisfaction, "They will all be excellent medical workers in the future."

"The premise is that they can survive in this hellish place, grow up alive, and receive more complete and systematic medical training." The female nurse next door, codenamed Cradle, reminded her extremely soberly and cruelly.

"They will survive"

Edelweiss sighed, and after a moment of silence said, "When we evacuate here, I plan to take them away, adopt four of them, and train them to be the best doctors."

“Don’t dream too much”

The sewing machine reminded equally soberly and cruelly, "Stay alive first, and then get out of here alive, no matter us or them."

"Why don't we change the topic?"

Wei Ran suggested while speeding up the treatment on his hands, "Why did you join MSF? How about we talk about this?"

"My grandfather was a Nazi during World War II"

Edelweiss, who was standing opposite, was the first to answer, and very calmly gave an answer that was extremely surprising to Wei Ran, "If you know the history of World War II, you must have heard of the Death Corps."

"I know." Wei Ran nodded, of course he knew.

"My grandfather told me that he was in charge of torture and medical work in the camp. Occasionally when there was not enough manpower, he also helped execute Jews. It was also one of the ways to test loyalty."

Edelweiss didn't even lower his voice when he said this, "He told me that he may have killed hundreds of Jutai people during the years when he was working to win the war. He himself couldn't give an accurate number."

"What does this have to do with you joining MSF?" Wei Ran asked curiously, "To atone for your grandfather's sins?"

"Atonement? Ha!"

Edelweiss snorted, "My grandfather never thought he did anything wrong. He is still a devout Nazi Party member to this day."

"Did he escape justice?"

The cradle next door asked curiously, and then everyone in the operating room heard the loud cry of a baby.

"No, he got 12 years in prison."

Edelweiss replied very calmly, "The day he was released from prison happened to be the day I was born."

"So why start with your grandfather to answer the vet's question?"

The sewing machine's curiosity was also aroused, "We have worked here together for so long and we have never talked about this topic."

"Because my grandfather was my first medical teacher. After I graduated from medical school, I told him that I also wanted to be a military doctor, just like he was back then. Of course, the part about torture and execution of prisoners was not included."

Edelweiss imitated the old man's voice and said, "But the old guy said, forget it, my Clara! If you are unlucky and your boss is also a crazy painter, you may not be as lucky as me to survive.

Come down."

Amidst the good-natured laughter, Edelweiss returned to a normal tone and said, "I think what he said makes sense. Then he pointed to the old newspaper wrapping the bread and said, look, this stupid almost luminous organization seems to be a good one.

Choice, I think you can try it.

Although he thought that Doctors Without Borders only traveled to any country he was interested in and carried out medical work, I still accepted his suggestion and came here."

"Are your parents so supportive of you?" Wei Ran couldn't help but ask, "They should know what kind of organization this is, right?"

This chapter is not over, please click on the next page to continue reading! "Of course they know very well what kind of organization this is."

Edelweiss said proudly, "Although they think this is a bit stupid like my grandfather, fortunately, they always support any decision I make, and even the car I brought was prepared for me.

Of course, they didn’t expect that I would really have the guts to come here, they thought I would work in Paris.”

Having said this, Edelweiss picked up a used hemostatic forceps and inserted it into her collar, pulling out the slender platinum necklace, which also stained her slender white neck with blood.

Thanks to the bright light emitted by the kerosene vapor lamp, Wei Ran could clearly see that the slender platinum necklace was wearing a rank military ring.

"This was a gift from my grandfather before departure. The old guy said that he hoped I would not violate Hippocrates' oath, let alone make the mistakes he made back then." Edelweiss put on the clothes and it seemed that only Wei Ran could listen.

He spoke fluent German.

"Put it away"

Wei Ran glanced at the operating room door that was pushed open, as well as the girl named Dalal and a man in a robe who ran in from the outside, "You'd better not expose that ring here, otherwise you'll be like those crazy dogs."

The Jews will kill you as a member of the 8 Liberation Organization."

"Of course I know"

Edelweiss said, and used the hemostatic forceps to stuff the ring back into her neckline, leaving another trace of blood on her neck.

The topic was temporarily suspended. Edelweiss quickly took out the blood transfusion equipment and connected the blood lines of the man who came in and the child lying on the bed without asking.

At the same time, Wei Ran also speeded up his hands again to save the child on the hospital bed.

A moment later, with the flash of light coming on behind them, the pregnant woman and her baby were pushed out. A little later, Wei Ran also completed the final bandaging work with the help of Edelweiss.

"It's your turn Mr. Sewing Machine"

While the new wounded patient was being pushed in by two boys who had been busy, Edelweiss was making preoperative preparations quickly while continuing the topic that had just been interrupted, "Why did you join MSF?"

"Partly because of my father, partly because Cradle joined MSF."

The sewing machine next door and his wife opposite looked at each other until the other party smiled and nodded, and then replied with the same unconcealable smile, "My father participated in the ridiculous moss war, and then not surprisingly became

A prisoner of war, and as expected, he was bombed by the Americans."

"Bombing an enemy prisoner-of-war camp?" Edelweiss asked in astonishment, "I have never heard of such an outrageous thing in the World War II stories told by my grandfather."

"Believe me, Americans are very good at doing this kind of thing." Wei Ran couldn't help but say.

“The vet was right”

Sewing Machine agreed, "In short, it was a Chinese military doctor who saved my father with his life, giving him a chance to return to Tuerqi alive, meet my mother and have me."

To tell you the truth, I grew up hearing about my father’s amazing prisoner of war camp experiences. When I was like Rama...well, maybe even younger than her, I had already decided that I wanted to be a doctor.

I finally became a general practitioner."

"Then what?" Edelweiss Cui asked.

"Then one day I met Cradle in France and fell in love with her the first time I saw her."

Sewing Machine smiled and said, "Unfortunately, I'm a bunny rider, but she's a sucker. Fortunately, she had just joined MSF at the time.

I thought, if I were also MSF, we wouldn’t care about each other’s nationality, so I joined MSF after discussing with my parents, and made the cradle my wife, and gave birth to a baby for me.

A healthy and beautiful child.”

"You would never imagine how fat your healthy and beautiful son will be in the future..." Wei Ran couldn't help but sneered.

"It's such a jealous love," Edelweiss joked enviously.

"Miss Edelweiss, don't you have a boyfriend or are you married?" Cradle asked curiously.

"I was a devout Catholic"

Edelweiss, who was busy cooperating with Wei Ran, glanced at the little translator Rama, who seemed to be eavesdropping, and continued this slightly adult topic in Latin, "The doctrine does not allow it, and I cannot accept premarital sex.
To be continued...