After drinking today's good night wine with the birthday girl, Edelweiss yawned and returned to her tent. Before Wei Ran extinguished the candle and returned to the tent, she heard the chat between the sewing machine and the cradle again.

"When are you going to tell them about that?" Cradle asked in a low voice from the other side of the tent cloth.

"Tomorrow," the sewing machine replied after hesitating for a moment, "I will find a chance to mention it to them tomorrow."

"As soon as possible"

Cradle whispered worriedly, "It's okay to go to the refugee camp, I'm worried that the veterinarian will cause trouble for all of us."

"He may also be the only one who can keep us safe."

The sewing machine changed a language and almost muttered to himself, "Although I only served for one year after graduating from Gulhani Military Medical College, I can see that he and the soldiers I have come into contact with are very different.

The difference is that veterinarians are more easy-going than them, but they are also more dangerous.

He is more than a veterinarian, he is more like a beast.

It’s the kind of beast that almost loses its mind when locked in a cage, and then suddenly breaks free one day. Then it forces itself to calm down from the madness and do even crazier things.”

At this point, Sewing Machine paused, "We have to find a way to calm him down before he does something even crazier."

"Do you think he could be a member of the PFLP?" Cradle guessed in surprise, "Just like Carlos the Jackal."

"I have no idea"

The sewing machine's answer was particularly sober, "There is no need to know, dear, he is now a member of Doctors Without Borders, codenamed Veterinarian. We just need to find a way to prevent him from turning into Mr. Dongfeng after get off work at night, it's that simple."

"Like preventing werewolves from raising their heads on a full moon night?" Cradle asked with a smile, "It seems we need some silverware."

"You're right, it's like stopping a werewolf from raising his head on a full moon night."

The sewing machine repeated in another language, "Edelweiss may be the silverware we need, that pure and angelic young girl. She may be able to prevent the veterinarian from becoming Mr. Dongfeng."

"I hope so..."

Cradle sighed softly, obviously not having much hope for this, "So we need to talk to Edelweiss first?"

"No, we need to stop Edelweiss from turning into a werewolf first."

Sewing Machine said helplessly, "She is almost spoiled by the vet. I'm not kidding. I'm worried that tomorrow night she will also become Miss Nanfeng or Miss Beifeng."

You are the werewolf, you two are both werewolves.

Outside the tent, Wei Ran, who was sitting at the low table and watching the radio, muttered angrily in his heart.

This time he understood the two languages ​​​​of the sewing machine couple, and he was also able to confirm that the two language tasks he must have completed should be rabbit riding language and spicy sucking language.

So there is another language task that should be Arabic, right?

When Wei Ran was thinking secretly, he already had a black panther vest on his body.

At this time, in addition to the enemy-facing grenade in the back, the vest also contained five captured grenades and four magazines filled with bullets.

In addition, in the remaining ammunition bags, there were four loaded Uzi submachine gun magazines, dozens of rifle bullets, a wad of banknotes and seized items such as gold necklaces and rings.

valuable items.

Of course he is not greedy for these small belongings that cannot be taken back, but these money are also necessary in such a war-torn area - whether used for trading or setting up traps.

After carefully examining the ammunition in the dark, I heard that the Sewing Machine couple stopped chatting about "werewolves" and turned to the topic of their child Yashar.

Wei Ran also turned off the radio, put away his Black Panther vest, put out his dying cigarette and got into the tent.

Lying on his own bed, he was secretly looking forward to understanding the Arabic conversations of the children next to him tomorrow morning.

After a while, the tired and gentle snoring was intertwined with the children's murmurs in their dreams, and the couple next door stopped talking at night.

“Bang bang bang!”

Almost when the sewing machine and cradle couple were about to fall asleep, the iron door of the garage was hurriedly tapped by someone outside in the night.

Before the sewing machine could even sit up, Wei Ran, who was already sleeping in his clothes, had already rushed out of the tent with a flashlight and ran towards the front of the ambulance close to the edge.

"who is it?"

Wei Ran, who was leaning against the wall, turned off his flashlight while asking, and at the same time, he swooped and silently rolled from the left front to the right front of the car.

"Mr. Vet, there are many seriously injured people coming to the hospital. We need your help." Outside the garage, a woman said in French.

"Is it Ayyub?"

At this moment, Sewing Machine also ran over carrying a candle lamp and pulling on his shoes. However, just as he finished asking, Wei Ran dragged him down and squatted down.

"It's me, sir." The woman outside the garage replied hastily, "We need help."

"The nurse in the operating room next door," whispered the sewing machine.

Hearing this, Wei Ran made a silent gesture, walked quietly to the door, extinguished the flashlight and gently lifted the thick curtain, and took a look outside through the crack in the door.

Fortunately, there was only one woman outside carrying an oil lamp and wearing a nurse's uniform.

"Wait a moment, let's put on our clothes and rush over." Wei Ran responded as he hid in the blind spot again.

"Gentlemen, please hurry up." The nurse outside said that and then there was no movement.

After looking at the cradle that was also running over and Edelweiss, who was wearing a nightgown and looking dazed, Wei Ran said, "Get your face dirty, and then change your clothes."

After saying that, he ran quickly to the end of the garage. After pushing open the small door, he climbed up to the roof of the garage on the auto repair parts along a corner he had been looking forward to. He crawled to the door and looked out.

One glance.

Fortunately, there was no ambush at the garage door, but there seemed to be a lot of people gathered in the direction of the hospital's broken body door not far away.

Quickly returning to the garage, Edelweiss had already put on a pair of jeans and a cream-colored turtleneck sweater in a short time. At this time, she was busy painting her face black with the cradle, Rama, and Dalal.

"Child...our little helper is going too?" Wei Ran asked.

"Sir, why don't we go?" Rama asked matter-of-factly.

"Let them be"

Edelweiss always seems to be on the children's side, "They do have enough reasons to help."

“You’re right”

Rama, who had already painted his face with black stripes, agreed with a bright smile. At that moment, Wei Ran even saw the shadow of the little lama and others in these children.

Nodding silently, Wei Ran said nothing more, but Edelweiss opened the door of the ambulance cab, took out a Stanley thermos bottle and handed it to Ed.

Without asking or translating, Ed took the thermos, carried the candle light, picked up the kettle and ran into the tent. Not long after, he took these things, as well as the coffee powder can that had appeared in the sewing machine couple's package.

The can ran toward the yard behind the garage.

"Don't waste time, it's time for us to set off." Sewing Machine said, already carrying the radio that had just been replaced with new batteries and the gas lamp that had not yet been lit. The cradle and Edelweiss also each carried the sterilized surgical instruments.

Under his leadership, the group left the garage by the dim light of the candle light and hurriedly returned to the operating room that was filled with the smell of blood.

At this time, there were already many seriously injured patients waiting outside the door of the operating room, and there was also an anxious light shining through the crack in the door of the operating room next door.

When Dalal opened the locked operating room, the two most seriously injured patients were immediately sent in.

After a quick observation with a flashlight, Wei Ran immediately waved to Dalal to come over, then handed the flashlight to Dalal and pointed at the bloody wound.

Fortunately, this 14-year-old girl didn't show any fear, and the flashlight in her hand didn't even tremble at all.

"Rama, help me translate."

Wei Ran couldn't wait for Edelweiss to light the kerosene lamp, and he didn't rush to wash his hands and change into surgical clothes like the sewing machine couple. Instead, he directly put on rubber gloves, picked up the hemostatic forceps, and said while looking for the bleeding point, "And Dara

I said her hands are very steady and she will be an excellent surgeon in the future."

Hearing this, Rama, who hurriedly put on his helmet, skillfully changed the photo box for the Polaroid around his neck and translated Wei Ran's praise into Arabic. Unfortunately, Wei Ran still couldn't understand it.

It's a pity that there were not enough bombs for 8 people.

While Wei Ran secretly regretted it, he had already clamped the main bleeding blood vessel with a hemostatic forceps.

"Come with me"

Wei Ran waved to Dalal, led her to the side of the second wounded person, and repeated the same trick to complete the preliminary work of stopping the bleeding.

"Lama, come with me and help me translate." Wei Ran said, then picked up a pair of hemostatic forceps and walked out of the operating room.

"The two in the operating room need blood tests and blood transfusions, and so does this one."

As Wei Ran spoke, he clamped a hemostat on the wound of a wounded man who was also unconscious at the door of the operating room, temporarily sealing the main bleeding location.

This kind of operation is completely an emergency strategy to delay time. If you are lucky enough to get timely treatment, you can survive.

As he said that, Wei Ran had already moved to the next wounded person. After a quick observation with the beam of the flashlight, he found the bleeding point again and clamped it, "This is also needed."

Continuing to walk forward, he saw a wounded man who was probably half the age of Rama.

There was a fatal bullet hole in his belly near his hip bone.

After looking at the tearful woman holding the child and her turban wet with tears, Wei Ran put his ear to the child's heart and listened.

After a while, Wei Ran stood up and walked towards the next one.

"Sir, does he need a blood transfusion?" Rama asked behind him.

"unnecessary"

Wei Ran responded hoarsely, "No need, he is already dead."
To be continued...