"What did you say?"

In the night, Habibullah's tone became particularly panicked.

"Ayana has been crying since grandpa returned from injury yesterday."

Multaza spoke very quickly, "This evening, it seemed that she was about to give birth, but she could not give birth. She said that she was having a difficult labor and needed Teacher Malalai's help."

Almost subconsciously, Habibullah looked at Wei Ran and Kirill who were walking in the front. Then, he looked at Hakim.

"I expected this"

Hakim sighed, took off the submachine pistol that belonged to Ruslan, pulled out the magazine and checked it before handing it to Habibullah, "Take them to rescue Ayana."

After saying that, Hakim switched to Russian and said to Weiran and Kirill, "You follow him to rescue people, your companions will stay as hostages, I hope you will consider not doing anything dangerous for the lives of your companions.

"

"No problem," Kirill agreed happily, "but I have only performed two childbirth surgeries, so I can only promise that I will try my best."

After saying that, Kirill looked at Weiran, "What about you?"

"many times"

Wei Ran answered that in Beirut, he had performed many childbirth surgeries with Edelweiss, and that was the experience he least wanted to recall.

"Go quickly"

Hakim said, having already freed up a donkey, and then asked Multaza to give the donkey to them.

"What do you do?" Habibullah asked.

"I'm carrying Malalai on my back. If I walk slowly, I'll make it there." Hakim said, "And I have Multaza and Qiaoya helping me."

Gritting his teeth, Habibullah asked Wei Ran and Kirill to ride on the donkey, and he himself also rode on a donkey.

After the three donkeys started running again, Wei Ran and Kirill were still at the front, and Habibullah, who was holding a weapon, was at the back.

"Are we going to run?" Kirill asked in a low voice.

"Can you outrun a bullet?" Wei Ran asked back. It was dark at this time. If he really wanted to run, there was a certain possibility of successfully escaping, but if he failed, the price would be too high.

On the other hand, this return mission also left him with no way to escape.

"I'm not planning to run"

Kirill whispered, "It's not just because of Ruslan, I am a doctor after all."

"You just said you had performed two childbirth surgeries?" Wei Ran asked, changing the subject.

"Last year," Kirill said, "it was two Afghan women."

"Did you survive?" Wei Ran asked after a moment of silence.

"They survived, probably." Kirill said uncertainly, "I've never seen them again, what about you?"

"Beirut, 6 years ago." Wei Ran replied after being silent for a long time.

Hearing this, Kirill also fell into silence, and asked after a moment, "That massacre?"

"Yes" Wei Ran gave a short answer in a hoarse voice.

"I can't believe you survived that hellish place," Kirill murmured.

"Yeah." In the darkness, a sad smile appeared on Wei Ran's face, "I didn't expect that either."

Perhaps because the topic was too heavy, the two people who had no intention of escaping fell silent one after another. Under the command of Habibullah behind them, they urged the donkey to run through the mountains.

After climbing over one mountain after another and passing through one valley after another, Wei Ran finally saw the hidden cave again.

"dad!"

Far away, Habibullah started shouting, "I brought a doctor! Is my sister okay?!"

"Habibullah?"

Mahbubu limped to the entrance of the cave and shone a flashlight, causing Wei Ran and Kirill, who were enveloped in the beam, to squint their eyes.

But then his tone turned gloomy, "They are the Soviets?!"

"They are the Soviets we captured. Both of them are military doctors."

Habibullah said, "We shot down two Soviet helicopters."

"Is Abdul still alive?" Mahbub asked after a brief moment of silence.

"He's dead"

Habibullah paused and said, "Dad, let them save my sister. Only they can save Ayana now."

"My daughter had a difficult delivery"

After a brief silence, Mahbub asked in Russian, "Are you willing to save her?"

"If you are willing to treat us as doctors instead of prisoners of war, of course we are willing to save her." Kirill replied seriously.

"What about you?" Mahbubu looked at Wei Ran again.

"If you delay for one more second, your daughter and the child in her belly will be in greater danger."

Wei Ran got off the donkey and said while taking off the medical bag hanging on the donkey, "We need hot water, lighting, and a clean enough environment. In addition."

Having said this, Wei Ran turned to look at Habibullah behind him, "We also need a watch. This is not a condition, but a necessary thing to save people."

"Come in"

Mahbub sighed and limped out of the hole. At the same time, Habibullah hastily took off the watch that once belonged to Ruslan from his wrist and handed it over.

He took the watch and handed it to Kirill, who picked up the plasma bag and walked inside and said, "You should be lucky that we have enough plasma. There is a high probability that your daughter's life will not be in danger."

Before they finished speaking, the two ignored the guns in Habibullah and Mahbub's hands and quickly walked into the cave with their bags in hand.

Although he had been here before and rested here for a night, the sanitary conditions here still made Wei Ran, who was prepared, frown.

However, this was not the time to find fault. The two of them looked at each other, took off their slightly bulky Afhanka uniforms, and directed Mahbub and his son as well as the little girl named Soraya.

I used felt to enclose a space that could at least block the wind and sand, and started emergency pre-operative preparations.

"I have bleeding symptoms and my physical signs are not very good."

Kirill said, having already put plasma on Ayana, who was almost unconscious, "use your bodies to warm the plasma bag, this is very important."

This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content! Hearing this, Mahbub, who was helping to hold the flashlight, quickly unbuttoned his shirt and put the plasma bag against his heart. The little girl named Soraya

, then picked up the other two plasma bags and stuffed them into his clothes.

"We can only perform surgery." Kirill looked at the surrounding environment, his tone full of helplessness and worry. This place simply did not meet the minimum requirements for a surgical environment.

Not to mention anything else, the only things they could use for lighting at this time were two flashlights and two lit Soviet oil stoves.

In fact, their operating table was just a large stone covered with blankets and woolen coats. The height was neither high nor low, neither squatting nor standing. They could only bend their knees and bend over.

"Let's get started"

Wei Ran said, Kirill had already pushed the anesthesia into Ayana's body, and Wei Ran also started disinfection work.

“Have hot water and clean blankets ready.”

Before Wei Ran picked up the knife in his hand, he said to Habibullah who was outside the blanket, "If the child is still alive after he is born, he will need a warm and dry environment."

Without thinking about where Habibullah would find a clean blanket, Wei Ran had already placed the scalpel on Ayana's disinfected skin.

Although the conditions are simple, fortunately they have enough plasma.

Amidst the busyness that Mahbubu couldn't bear to look at, Weiran started working with the slightly unfamiliar Kirill.

"It's twins"

When the first child's umbilical cord was cut, Wei Ran said casually, and at the same time, he subconsciously imitated Edelweiss's behavior before, holding up one of the baby's legs and patting him gently on the back a few times.

Suddenly, the loud cry of a baby echoed in this desolate cave.

"Use slightly scalding hot water to wipe him, then dry him and wrap him up as soon as possible." Wei Ran said, handing the little boy to Soraya who was at a loss.

At about the same time, Kirill also cut the umbilical cord of a second baby, this time a boy.

After another gentle pat, this new life born in the flames of war also began to cry loudly.

Handing him to Habibullah who was waiting outside, Wei Ran immediately returned to the simple operating table, carefully tore off the placenta, and then sutured it step by step.

Before this, all the childbirth operations he had performed were on Edelweiss, and he had only seen these operations.

"Will my daughter survive?" Mahbub asked cautiously, almost unable to bear to open his eyes.

"I can't answer you, but at least she is still alive."

Kirill hurriedly replied that they only had plasma and basic medicines, no oxygen bottles, and even the place was not clean enough. These factors made it unknown whether Ayana could survive.

"She will survive"

Wei Ran's tone was particularly determined this time, "I have helped pregnant women perform surgeries without anesthesia, and they survived...most of them survived."

When this seemingly ordinary sentence was spoken, although Mahbub did not understand it, Kirill could not help but tremble.

Surgery without anesthesia is a nightmare for all doctors and patients.
To be continued...