"Tania, welcome you back to work." At Havana First People's Hospital, the vice president hugged the young woman who had just changed into a white coat as if he saw a savior. "I also congratulate you on being promoted to chief physician of the emergency department of our hospital."

After taking a break for half a year because of having a child, Tanya was radiant in cultivation. Her husband was the direct line of Zhou Qingfeng and Zhang Hong, the commander of the Armored Company of the First Battalion of Guards. She herself may be called the "big wife". After all, Zhou Qingfeng had four wives for the Chinese who joined the teaching company.

"Sir, you look good, too," Tanya smiled.

"Hey, you don't know what I've experienced in the past six months? Every day is like a nightmare. Do you know that the hospital beds in our hospital have increased by four times in the past six months, but the number of doctors and nurses has increased by less than twice. There are too few qualified professional medical staff, too few."

The vice president kept complaining as soon as he opened his mouth. He spoke for five minutes before sighing: "I can only look forward to the group of students in the crash course of the medical school now. I hope they can take on the busy work soon. But I heard that we are going to open a second hospital, and the staff will still be insufficient at that time."

"God bless you, you will get better together." Tanya comforted her for a few words and began to enter her job. In just over a year, the ungraded student of Havana Medical University became the backbone of the Legion Hospital, and the busy and heavy work would push people forward.

Tanya knew what the hospital was facing at the moment. In fact, she knew more about how she knew from her husband that the current situation was that the Legion could no longer bear the influx of the population.

At the beginning of the catastrophe, a large number of outstanding talents with various professional skills could be found among the refugees. However, those precious talents have become treasures of various organizations, and their status has been fixed and will no longer flow away at will. However, all kinds of people with no skills...

Incredley drove all kinds of "lower" people out of the areas they ruled, and did not care about their lives or death. The same is true for the Diego government in Mexico. It does not care about the lives of the lower-class residents at all, and in order to reduce the burden, it keeps driving them away.

The Aurora Legion did not do good. Due to the restrictions on the island, the Legion could not drive people away, but kept blocking refugees from pouring in from the sea. It is said that the top leaders of the Legion once thought about creating a large-scale plague to kill those useless refugees, but they gave up because they were worried that they would affect them.

But even so, the people in the legion were unwilling to reduce their living benefits to help more refugees. The residents in the city had deep contempt and fear of the refugees outside the city, for fear that those people would rush in and destroy their hard-earned stable life.

"Oh..., hell! What are you doing?" The vice president who was chatting suddenly looked out the window. He rushed out of the hospital gate with a look of shock and shouted loudly at the dozen trucks that suddenly drove to the door.

"Hey..., what are you doing? Who asked you to bring these refugees to us? Who gave you the order? Are these people legally entering Havana?" The vice president circled around the convoy, looking for someone who could speak.

The truck was armed soldiers of the army, and inside the car were thin-faced and listless refugees. These people had experienced all kinds of hardships and looked dull.

Zhang Hong jumped out of the car. He looked at the ID sign hanging on his chest by the vice president, took out the ID and said, "I am on the order of the commander of the army to bring a group of stronger refugees to undergo a physical examination."

"Oh, hell!" Looking at Zhang Hong's face and the other party's ID, the vice president knew that he could not refuse the order. "Are you kidding? Are these strong refugees? Their thin wind can blew away."

Seeing her husband, Tanya also ran out and asked in confusion: "Dear, what's going on?"

"The army has to carry out a difficult task and it is not convenient to call active-duty soldiers, so I was ordered to select a group of..., 'cannon fodder'." Zhang Hong lowered his voice, "But it is lucky for these refugees, at least they can live for a longer time."

"How many people are here?" Tanya asked.

"The first batch of 200 people will probably have 2,000 or even 5,000 people in the future. After confirming that they have no malignant diseases, they will be sent to the quarantine camp for one month and undergo basic training. Finally..." Zhang Hongyang made a leap move, "They will be put on the battlefield."

"They will definitely not have a good life. It seems that our Legion Commander's maggot farm is busy again." Tanya said with a little teasing. The maggot raising has become a public joke for the Legion. After all, everyone is eating this thing directly or indirectly.

Zhou Qingfeng currently has a large amount of dry and aged grains, and the reformed farms are also constantly producing vegetables and various meats. After experiencing the initial famine, the maggot farm with the fastest and best conversion efficiency began to reduce its yield. After all, no one likes maggot powder.

Uncountable refugees flocked to the army, completely shattering the idea of ​​changing the production structure. Raising poultry and growing vegetables takes a long time. It takes three or four months to fatten a pig, and only three or four days to fatten a maggot. So...

In order to prevent the death of a large number of refugees from causing a plague, and to allow refugees to wait for relief safely to avoid riots, senior leaders of the legion had to spend a lot of effort to raise maggots. This not only reduced the production of poultry and eggs, but also attracted more refugees to come to Cuba, because many refugees brought their own radio stations to spread the news.

This is simply crazy, and good intentions are not rewarded!

However, watching the refugees take off their ragged clothes and reveal their skinny bodies, all the medical staff, including the vice president, have to remain silent. After all, many people gathered in Havana have experienced similar tragic fates before.

"I think it's not that we are too cruel. We will do our best to help them." After accepting two hundred refugees, the vice president said to Zhang Hong in a deep voice, "But sometimes our strength is really limited, and excessive efforts will drag everyone to death."

"I understand what you mean. I am very glad that the legion I belong to has the minimum conscience and bottom line, at least it did not launch an inhumane massacre." Zhang Hong showed the indifference of the soldiers, "We can't save everyone, we have killed many people, but we have saved most of them."

"Thank God, we are the part of the rescued one." While drawing a cross on the chest, the vice president was busy arranging a medical examination for refugees. Those who could pass the physical examination were equivalent to half of their lives, and those who could not pass it were not good.

And when refugees who can get a clean and ordinary old clothes and get a chance to survive will cry gratefully and thank the doctors. They know that they may be able to continue living.
Chapter completed!