The sewing machine had already taken the gun while he was talking. He unloaded the magazine and unfolded the butt of the gun quite skillfully. Then he pulled the gun repeatedly and kept saying, "Although I have only served in the army for one year, I still have to

I participated in shooting training and assessment, so my accuracy is actually pretty good."

"Have you ever killed anyone?" Wei Ran asked subconsciously.

"Are you asking a doctor if he has ever killed anyone?" The sewing machine sneered, "This is not a question that a smart person should ask."

"All right"

Wei Ran picked out a few spare magazines matching the submachine gun and handed them to the other party, "Have you ever killed anyone with a gun?"

This time, the sewing machine was silent for a moment, put away the unfolded gun butt, and reloaded the magazine, "I am a doctor."

"That means I haven't killed anyone with a gun."

Wei Ran waited for the other party to put down his submachine gun and take over the magazines, then continued, "I hope you won't hesitate when the time comes."

At that moment, he was keenly aware that the hand of the sewing machine seemed to be shaking.

"The cradle, the edelweiss, and the children"

Wei Ran said to himself, "On the opposite side are the Falangists, and one of them must be shot. I would rather knock down the Falangists and then perform surgery on them to save them."

"What if I can't be saved?" Sewing Machine asked subconsciously.

"I deeply regret it," Wei Ran answered this question seriously.

Hearing this, Sewing Machine shook his head helplessly, "I don't know if I should be lucky to have a teammate like you."

"You'll be glad," Wei Ran muttered vaguely.

"I'd rather you were just Mr. Vet."

As the sewing machine spoke, he took off his coat, slung the submachine gun over his shoulder and threw it behind his back. Then he picked up his sweater and put the spare magazine on his belt.

After trying to jump, he put on his coat again and said, "Okay, let's go downstairs and take pictures."

"Let's go"

Wei Ran also didn't waste time. He took out the camera from the cover of the suitcase and followed the other person downstairs.

After such a short delay, the landlord Salah and his family had already put on a new set of clothes. They even carefully wiped the car that had not been started for a long time as a background for taking photos.

Seeing Wei Ran coming down with the camera, the landlord and his wife immediately called their children, who had also changed clothes, to come and stand in front of them, and carefully helped them tidy up their collars and hems.

Because of the language barrier, Wei Ran, who didn't want to waste time, did not chat with the other party. After the family posed, he used the camera to capture the family of four, the car with the flat tire behind it that was blocked by the couple, and the building.

On the second floor of the small building, I pressed the shutter lightly.

With the help of Rama's translation, Wei Ran safely handed over the adjusted camera to the landlord, and then stood together with the sewing machine couple, Edelweiss and Rama, and looked at the car and the second building.

I took a group photo with the small building and the Kuwait Embassy in the distance, which was dyed golden by the rising sun, as the background.

Without wasting any more time, Wei Ran took the camera and hung it around his neck. Together with Edelweiss and others, he quickly put on a headscarf. He said goodbye to the landlord's family and the three Lamars, and ran quickly before the street started to get lively.

He walked towards the narrow alley in the distance, lined up and passed through, then ran into the side door of the hospital, and climbed through the window at the end of the corridor in a familiar way.

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Before Sewing Machine finished speaking, he had already pulled the cradle towards another dormitory.

"It seems they need to be alone for a while," said Wei Ran, who had already opened the door and let Edelweiss in.

"Will we encounter danger next?" Edelweiss asked as Wei Ran closed the door.

"Just be prepared in advance."

Wei Ran comforted her softly, then gently took the girl into his arms and whispered into his ear, "No matter what happens, follow me closely. If...if you are separated from me, you can run to the negative floor.

, you can also run into the alley next to the house, there is a manhole cover there, you can hide in by opening it. The premise of all this is that no one discovers you or follows you."

"I understand." Edelweiss, who was standing on tiptoes, subconsciously hugged Wei Ran tightly, "I remember."

"Let's rest for a while"

Wei Ran glanced at the time on his watch, "It shouldn't be so early..."

“Bang bang bang!”

Before he could finish his words, there was a rapid knock on the door. Edelweiss, who was originally held in Wei Ran's arms, trembled subconsciously and turned to look at the door less than one meter away.

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"Mr. Sewing Machine, Mrs. Cradle, or Mr. Veterinarian and Miss Edelweiss, are you awake?"

Outside the door, the Palestinian female nurse named Sophia shouted hurriedly, "There are many wounded people who need surgery."

"what happened?"

Wei Ran and the sewing machine next door opened the door almost at the same time and asked at the same time.

"Just now, many people fled into the refugee camp from outside."

Nurse Sofia said as she led the four of them into the stairwell, "Many people are injured, including gunshot wounds and slash wounds. It is said that the situation outside the refugee camp is very chaotic now, and the Falangists seem to be crazy."

"Sophia, will we work in the same operating room later?" Wei Ran asked for the first time, "This way we can help each other in special situations."

"sure"

Sofia replied without thinking, led them to the operating floor, and got into one of the operating rooms.

The lighting used in this operating room is also a noisy but extremely bright kerosene gas lamp.

Before they could prepare, two wounded men with dozens of wounds from sharp weapons were pushed in.

"They need blood transfusions"

Edelweiss reminded loudly, "Da...Sofia! Quickly test their blood and find blood donors!"

"Okay!" Sofia, who was busy carrying the wounded, responded quickly.

On September 15th, as the first injection of anesthesia advanced into the wounded body, everyone began the seemingly endless bloody sewing without any preparation.

At the same time, the hot air balloon who was visiting relatives and friends in the refugee camp and was busy taking pictures also noticed this scene. The camera he borrowed from Weiran also faithfully recorded the turbulent situation that morning and the scene.
Chapter completed!