"Have some more meat." The head chef served the mercenaries loudly and asked, "You're all Brazilians, right? Which state are you from? No matter which state you're in, your favorite should be beef rump. Come and have some. This is a cow from Guozheng Ranch. "
"I'm from Rio." The captain gave an answer that sounded like he was telling the truth. He then said, finding it hard to get used to it, "I've been abroad for a long time now, and I'm not used to the passion of Brazilians."
"The people who dance samba are always happy, haha …" The head chef laughed loudly, and it attracted a round of praises from the restaurant.
If he had not just come in from outside, the captain would have thought that he was in a family restaurant in Rio de Janeiro.
No matter how he looked at it, it did not look like a place besieged by floods and heavy rain.
His team members were at a loss.
Honestly, it would have been better if they were sent to Afghanistan to escort supplies. After all, it was a familiar scene, unlike here, where it was like a gathering of the masses …
Thinking about it was one thing, but the speed at which his team members ate the meat was not slow.
Brazilian barbecue was all about freshness. The beef that had just been killed had not hardened yet, so naturally, there was no need to expel the acid. When the beef was at its freshest, even before the beef realized it, they pushed it into the fire and roasted it with crackling sounds. It was a very primitive method, but the taste was most in line with the evolution of human taste buds over hundreds of thousands of years.
Cows were the tastiest mammals that humans had domesticated for millions of years. At that moment, their value was fully demonstrated.
Beef rump was Brazilians' favorite.
"I've decided. When I go back this time, I won't rent a yacht anymore. I'll find a bar and stay there. I'll eat beef rump every day and f * ck girls with big butts. I'll f * ck them when I'm done, and I'll eat when I'm done …" Silva, the only Portuguese in the team, was born in Spain. After studying in England, he settled in Brazil, and his favorite food was Brazilian barbecue. At that moment, his mouth was filled with gravy, and he felt that his decision would definitely not be wrong.
The captain merely chuckled and looked at him with a disdainful gaze. He said, "I suggest you look for a barbecue shop."
"Because the barbecue in a barbecue shop tastes better? I don't need it. I can find a barbeque shop and ask them to send food to the bar every day … "Silva muttered." After this mission is over, I must enjoy myself … "
"I mean, there's no point for you to stay in the bar." The captain swallowed the beef in his mouth, shook his head, and said, "Isn't Doctor Ling here to eat barbecue? Should we leave some beef rump meat for him? "
"Doctor Ling prefers the ribs." The head chef showed a respectful expression and said, "I've already reserved it for him."
The captain couldn't help but smack his lips and laugh. "I thought you would save the best meat for the guests."
"Nobody expected that there would be more guests." The voice of the chief chef was neither high nor low, sounding a little melancholy.
The captain was taken aback for a moment before he said proudly, "Aren't we here now?"
"You're right. We should thank you." The head chef raised up the meat.
"You should be drinking now."
"Doctor Ling doesn't allow us to drink."
"Alright." The captain did not want to undermine Doctor Ling's authority at this time. It was a great thing to be able to maintain order in an unfamiliar place. They also hoped to maintain order. Then, they could stay quietly for a few days before they happily took the money and went home. That would be the happiest thing.
The captain finished eating.
The captain looked at the time again, stood up, and said, "Doctor Ling's surgery should be over, right? I want to see him."
"I'll take you there." The chief chef put down his knife and led the way rather enthusiastically.
The captain gave a look, and a few of his team members tightened their grip on their guns. They lined up in a combat formation and went out of the cafeteria.
They actually wanted to stay in the cafeteria just now to understand the situation. Of course, that was if the worst situation happened.
Now, the mercenaries were just reacting to the situation.
On one hand, they were in a place where there was no traffic, and it was always right to be careful. On the other hand, the mercenaries also felt that the scene in the hospital was a little strange.
Hundreds of people gathered on an isolated information island that lacked resources, and there were more than a hundred patients among them. After a few days, no one died.
The captain made guesses as he came to the hall.
At this time, in the hall on the second floor, Ling Ran, who was wearing a large white coat, was bending over to examine a patient who was lying down.
Guozheng Charity Hospital originally had a perfect consultation mechanism. Patients and doctors could conduct consultation and simple treatment in a completely private room. However, to calm everyone's emotions, Ling Ran still arranged the consultation in the hall.
Of course, this was also more in line with the habits of doctors in China. A group of patients surrounded the doctor, and it gave the doctor a sense of control and achievement.
At the same time, the waiting patients would also feel more at ease.
The feeling of seeing the doctor and not seeing the doctor while waiting for the time was very different.
"Doctor Ling." The captain greeted Ling Ran. When he first came in, he saw Ling Ran in the operating theater, although he was chased out again.
Ling Ran turned his head and looked at the mercenaries. He nodded and said, "Thank you for bringing the satellite phone. It was very timely."
"You're welcome. It's our job." After the captain heard Selena's translation, he immediately became polite. His purpose for this trip was to protect this doctor, so naturally, he had to be polite.
"Has the road been cleared? Can we transport in supplies? "This was Ling Ran's biggest concern.
Guozheng Charity Hospital looked big, and the area it occupied was comparable to Yun Hua Hospital. However, it actually only had around thirty doctors, and more than half of them were in the auxiliary departments. Coupled with the workload of the Brazilians, the number of patients treated in this hospital in a year could not even compare to the number of patients treated in Yun Hua Hospital's Department of Hepatobiliary and Pancreatic Surgery. Speaking of the medicine stored, there was really nothing to write home about.
In fact, even if the hospital operated normally, more than a hundred patients of varying degrees of injuries would need to be replenished.
This was especially so for blood products and resuscitation drugs. Currently, not only were they few in number, they did not dare to use all of them.
The captain could not help but smile bitterly when he heard this. "In the current weather, the only solution is to use the assault boat like we did. But it's too dangerous. I don't even recommend this method to leave. Unless there's a mudslide, you're currently the safest in the hospital. "
"So, even the seriously injured can't be evacuated?" Ling Ran confirmed again.
There was no need for the captain to say anything. The Portuguese team member, Silva, who had studied in England, said in English, "If the lightly injured are evacuated, they might become seriously injured. If the seriously injured are transported out, they might become corpses. On our way here, the assault boat overturned a few times."
When Ling Ran heard what he said, he immediately looked at Silva and the others with a scrutinizing gaze.
The technical term for this was visual examination.
"Pull up your shirt and let me see." Ling Ran pointed at his waist.
"It's just a minor injury." Silva pulled up his shirt casually and revealed the somewhat stained gauze wrapper. He said nonchalantly, "It should be scratched by a stone or a tree branch. It's nothing. It happens often."
Ling Ran nodded. "If it's in a well-equipped hospital, it's indeed a minor injury."
"Hmm? What do you mean? "Silva was a little stunned.
"It's already infected, but we don't know the type of pathogen." Ling Ran pointed at the liquid that oozed out of the gauze and said, "We don't have many antibiotics left, and we don't have a complete variety."
Silva suddenly felt nervous. "Now … what should we do?"
With the mindset of a surgeon, Ling Ran thought for a moment and said, "Open it and take a look. If it's possible, let's cut it first."
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