Finally, when two more wounded patients were sent to the operating room, their anesthetics were down to the last two that Wei Ran had asked him to hide.

But unfortunately, the two children sent in this time were both children. They were about the same age as Rama. Both had broken foreheads, large scrapes on their bodies, and one or two fractures each.

child.

"Use it..."

Wei Ran saw everyone looking directly at him and nodded helplessly.

Seeing this, the sewing machine immediately changed places with Edelweiss, who also took out an injection and sparingly used a very small amount for each of the two children.

"What time is it now?" Wei Ran, who had already put on new gloves, asked again.

"Let me take a look"

Edelweiss glanced at the prisoner of war watch on her wrist as she spoke, and continued to make preparations while answering, "Five forty-six."

"It's already so late?"

Wei Ran raised his eyebrows and said, "Hurry up. Also, Sophia, how many wounded people are there? Where do these wounded people come from? Especially what happened to these two children?"

"There are many wounded"

Sofia replied, "They all ran in from outside. These two children were originally going to leave the refugee camp to find their father and mother, but they were blocked. When they rushed out, they were hit by an army vehicle.

Arrived."

"Is there a chair? Are there troops guarding the outside?" The sewing machine was the first to realize something was wrong.

“It is indeed a chair-breaking army.”

Nurse Sophia replied, "They claim to protect the refugee camps from the war. Now all refugees and citizens can enter the refugee camps to escape the war."

"Those wartheads rarely did something good," Edelweiss replied subconsciously.

"It's rare to do something good." Cradle also breathed a sigh of relief.

"If those warheads can appease the Falangists, they will really do a good thing." The sewing machine also said.

Compared to Sewing Machine and others who started to discuss the situation, the only thing Wei Ran could do at this time, who was once again manually shut down by a metal book, was to help the child he was responsible for debridement and suture the bone-breaking wound on his forehead as quickly as possible.

Then he helped them deal with the scratches on their hands and legs as quickly as possible.

"Hold him down"

Before Wei Ran could finish his words, several anesthetists standing guard gathered around him without any need for translation, and pressed the poor little guy firmly onto the operating bed.

Amidst the long-lost screams and cries, Wei Ran quickly and neatly reset the child's bones, and then fixed and bandaged the child with the wooden board he had asked Sophia to help prepare before.

As soon as the child was taken away, Wei Ran quickly walked to the operating table where the sewing machine couple was in charge. The strong men immediately gathered around and held down the second poor little hapless boy firmly.

"boom!"

At six o'clock in the afternoon on September 15, almost at the same time that Wei Ran was splinting his second child, violent gunfire was heard outside the operating room!

"What's going on?" The startled Edelweiss subconsciously looked at Wei Ran.

"shelling"

Wei Ran said while tying the last rope buckle on the plywood, "It seems to be a tank gun."

"Boom! Boom! Boom!"

Before he finished speaking, the sound of successive gunfire was heard in the operating room again.

After looking at each other, everyone immediately followed the two injured people and poured out of the operating room, squeezing towards the window.

"It's in the direction of the south entrance of the refugee camp." Sofia pointed to the direction of smoke rising out of the window. "Is it possible that the Falangists and the Chairmen are fighting?"

“How can such a good thing happen?”

The sewing machine sighed, and at the same time couldn't help but secretly touch the Uzi submachine gun that had been carried on his back.

"What do we do now?"

Almost as soon as the cradle asked this question, the sound of gunshots came from the direction where the explosion had just come from.

The sewing machine frowned and replied, "Get ready for more wounded people."

"What should Rama and the others do?" Edelweiss asked worriedly, "Are they in danger?"

"Probably not"

Cradle said, "They won't leave the yard, and not to mention the landlord's family, we are so close."

“compared to the kids”

The sewing machine walking at the front said worriedly, "Maybe we should worry about Mr. Hot Air Balloon."

"he..."

Before Edelweiss could say anything, several more gunshots came from the direction just now, followed closely by gunshots that rang out more frequently.

"Ladies and gentlemen."

Nurse Sophia, who looked a little flustered, came over and asked, "Do you still want to continue the operation?"

"Push them in," Sewing Machine said, and was the first to walk into the operating room.

Outside the door, Edelweiss and Wei Ran looked at each other. The latter shook his head helplessly and followed him into the operating room - he was now deprived of even the right to speak.

What he can do at this time, apart from treating the wounded refugees who have no chance of surviving the massacre, is at most just trying his best to protect these partners in the operating room. It doesn't even matter whether he can protect these people.

How much confidence.

It wasn't until the operating room door closed again that Wei Ran realized that he had gained the right to speak.

"Klara" Weiran changed into German and called Edelweiss.

"What's wrong?" Edelweiss looked at Wei Ran.

"No matter what happens, hide behind me." Wei Ran said seriously.
Chapter completed!