At the door of the operating room, two brothers, Ed and Hanward, were busy steaming and sterilizing the cleaned surgical instruments.
Through a wooden door, everyone in the operating room devoured the not-so-luxurious lunch.
"How much fuel did those Falangists just send?" Wei Ran asked vaguely while wolfing down a lunch that looked like a flatbread with meat.
Rama, who was also eating, immediately replied, "One bucket, only one bucket, and it's not full."
“Better than nothing”
Wei Ran was extremely contented and said that he had no hope in this matter. Whether it was fuel or the $50 he gave away for the second time, it was just to "make a friend."
"Disinfection will take at least 20 minutes. Let's take a rest."
The sewing machine helped change the topic, and he himself lay on the floor against the wall, with the cradle resting on his arm.
Less than 10 seconds later, the couple also started snoring.
After looking at each other at Edelweiss, Wei Ran chose the wall in the other direction and lay down on the terrazzo floor tiles. Edelweiss leaned against the corner, cuddling with the little translator Rama, and instantly fell asleep.
Dalal also yawned, but the little girl was not in a hurry to sleep. Instead, she gently put the emptied lunch boxes back into the basket and sent them outside the door, and then refilled everyone's cups.
Filled with refreshing coffee, he huddled behind the door, using his body as an extra doorstep.
Not long after, the little girl who had also been up all night also fell asleep.
Although just half an hour's sleep can indeed relieve some of the fatigue, it evokes a stronger sense of sleepiness.
But even so, everyone still struggled to get up and each drank a large cup of warm, bitter coffee.
While the two ladies went to the bathroom to wash their hands and change into surgical clothes, Wei Ran and Sewing Machine also walked out of the operating room and each lit a cigarette.
The sewing machine looked at the corridor full of injured people in the swirling smoke, "Originally, Cradle and I planned to propose going to the refugee camp to provide medical support."
"Originally?" Wei Ran glanced at the other party. He had known about this for a long time. He had even been waiting for the other party's invitation.
"Look at the wounded here"
Sewing Machine sighed, "There are not many doctors in this hospital who can perform surgeries. If we leave at this time, we don't know how many people will die."
But I heard from the hot air balloon that the medical conditions in the refugee camps are even worse, and there is almost no way to provide surgical treatment there, especially there are many pregnant women there."
"Or you stay here and I drive the ambulance to the refugee camp myself?"
Wei Ran suggested with great responsibility, "Fortunately, this time, the Living Ancestor did not warn or punish him."
"What can you do alone?"
The sewing machine stubbed out three or two puffs of cigarettes and said, "Let's think about this again tonight."
Hearing this, Wei Ran nodded and also put out his cigarette butt, turned around and walked into the operating room to start another preoperative preparation.
Not long after, a wounded patient was carried in, and the strong smell of blood filled the operating room again.
"Can you still hold on?"
After completing the operations on two wounded people in succession, Wei Ran asked Edelweiss, who was standing opposite and swaying. This girl was about to fall asleep standing up.
"no problem!"
Edelweiss woke up instantly and subconsciously handed over the surgical scissors in her hand. Then she realized that the wounded person between them had been bandaged.
"Sorry" Edelweiss said shamefully.
"Do not apologize"
Wei Ran waved to Dalal at the door, who immediately opened the door and called on Ed and Hanward to push away the wounded on the operating table and push in new wounded.
"Go wash your face"
Wei Ran said to Edelweiss that it was very good for the other party to persist until now.
"Need not"
Edelweiss rejected Wei Ran's kindness and started the pre-operative preparations skillfully and quickly.
"He's a healthy boy!"
Next door to the operating table, the cradle happily said loudly in French, "This is also the 500th child I have delivered!"
"Congratulations, cradle lady!" Edelweiss shouted enthusiastically, "Now you are a well-deserved cradle!"
"Congratulations to you, and congratulations to that child." Wei Ran congratulated him.
At the same time, Rama also raised the Polaroid, spoke enthusiastically in Arabic that no one could understand, and pressed the shutter shortly after.
With this little encouragement, everyone cheered up again and persevered beside the busy operating table.
In the afternoon of that day, the wounded came one after another almost without interruption, and Wei Ran and others never got a chance to rest.
"Why are there so many injuries today?" Sewing Machine asked tiredly after another failed treatment.
"And most of them are gunshot wounds," Wei Ran, who was facing away from the sewing machine with only a curtain in between, said in a hoarse voice.
"It seems the situation has indeed turned bad."
At this time, the cradle had long since lost the excitement of delivering 500 babies. In addition to fatigue, her tone only contained concern about the situation.
"And Mr. Hot Air Balloon doesn't seem to have appeared either."
Edelweiss, who was struggling to stay energetic, yawned and said, "If I remember correctly, he said that if he doesn't come to us today, then we'd better find a way to leave."
"It's better to finish the work at hand first and then think about those things."
Sewing Machine said extremely confidently, "Whether it's the Eighth Route Army or the Falange Party, they won't do anything to us."
"I don't think so," Edelweiss mumbled vaguely, and at the same time she secretly glanced at Wei Ran, who was busy treating the wounded.
"Who can tell me about the hot air balloon?" Wei Ran asked casually, "I really don't know him well. I don't even know if he is trustworthy."
"He is just a young man, but he once studied in France and served outside the law for several years. After retiring, he was already a Frenchman."
While the wounded who failed to be treated were pushed away and the new wounded were pushed in, the cradle said briefly, "He is also our logistics staff in Fenceline. He is not the only one, but he is definitely the most important logistics staff."
"Without his help, we might not even have enough rubber gloves every day."
Sewing Machine added, "Especially anesthetic drugs. Without the anesthetics he obtained, performing anesthesia-free surgery would definitely be the most terrifying disaster in the operating room."
"He is also our postman. All the parcels we send from home and to our home are thanks to his help." Edelweiss also added.
"But his wife, his parents, and his children all died in the civil war." Cradle said sadly, "His wife and I were classmates, and we joined MSF together with our mentor."
"I seem to have asked a question that I shouldn't have asked," Wei Ran said apologetically.
For a moment, the only thing left in the operating room was the French news that was still playing intermittently on the radio that was almost out of power.
"There is no one more trustworthy than him."
While starting to treat the new wounded, Sewing Machine said, "He wants us to stay more than anyone else, and he wants us to leave here alive more than anyone else."
"Rama, what time is it now?"
Wei Ran started a new topic abruptly - he had given the electronic watch he picked up last night to the little translator Rama.
"It's almost nine o'clock in the evening," Rama glanced at his watch and replied, "It's eight forty-nine in the evening, sir."
“It’s already so late”
Edelweiss couldn't help but yawned again, "Are there many wounded outside?"
"I'll go check it out"
After finishing speaking, Rama also yawned, moved to the door of the operating room, said hello to Dalal, who was also energetic, and then opened the wooden door of the operating room.
Through the light emitted by the gas lamp in the operating room, Wei Ran could clearly see that outside the door crack less than half a meter wide, Ed and Hanward were lying at the door and seemed to have fallen asleep. On the other side of the body, there are far fewer injuries waiting for treatment.
Waking up his brothers Ed and Hanward without mercy, Rama called them in and pushed out the two trash cans filled with rotten meat and body parts next to the two operating tables.
"There are not many wounded outside, there are less than 10." Rama brought the long-awaited good news, "And the operating room next door is also working."
"Speed it up a little bit"
Sewing Machine suggested, "Cradle, can you and Edelweiss be in charge of the third operating table?"
"No problem," Cradle replied without thinking, and then leaned forward to look at the astonished Edelweiss, "What about you?"
Seeing Wei Ran looking at her, Edelweiss nodded immediately, "No problem!"
"You are responsible for the lightly wounded," Wei Ran gave his advice.
Soon, under the command of the young translator Rama, another casualty with a minor injury was pushed in. Taking this opportunity, the two ladies who hurriedly went to the toilet also quickly changed into surgical clothes and began the treatment work.
It's hard to say whether this kind of manpower allocation has improved the speed of treatment. At the very least, without the assistance of a cradle, the efficiency of the sewing machine has dropped a lot.
As for Wei Ran, he could make up for the speed with the roughness of the treatment, and he was sure that at most the wound would be healed ugly, but other aspects would not be compromised.
However, contrary to Wei Ran's expectations, the sewing machine said shortly after, "Let Dalal help me with the final bandaging work. Veterinary surgeon, can you let Rama help you?"
Looking at Rama subconsciously, Wei Ran nodded happily, "No problem, Rama, can you come over and help me?"
"Can I?!" Rama, the young translator who had just been invited by the sewing machine team to translate for Dalal, asked in surprise.
"Do you have the guts?"
Wei Ran asked pretending to be provocative. If he had the choice, he would definitely not be willing to be a partner on the operating table with an 11-year-old child, but he didn't know that the sewing machine's move was more to train these children.
——Even if it seems a little too early.
"I'm not afraid!" As Rama spoke, he had already taken off the oversized helmet on his head and the Polaroid around his neck.
Wei Ran had asked Edelweiss during the last night before bed. According to Edelweiss's explanation, wearing a helmet at all times was an agreement between Rama and his brother Ed, and she could enter the operating room to serve as a translator.
"cost".
As for the reason, it was just that Ed was worried that his only relative would be buried in the ruins again.
Without giving too many instructions, Rama took two oil drums from the corner and placed them next to the operating table. Then he ran into the bathroom, washed his hands carefully with Dalal, and put on the ill-fitting surgical clothes and slightly sloppy clothes.
Wearing larger rubber gloves, he suppressed his excitement and stood on the two 20-liter oil drums that he had prepared lying horizontally.
"I'm done stitching"
Wei Ran pointed to the wound on the wounded man's leg and reminded him a little too harshly, "Disinfection and bandaging are all your work. If you don't know what to do, you can ask me at any time. You can ask me again and again, but
Just one mistake and you will never come near my operating table again."
"Rama, help translate the veterinarian's words to Dalal."
The sewing machine said before the little translator could speak, "That is also what I want from Dalal."
Rama, who was actually standing next to the operating table for the first time, swallowed, suppressed his excitement and nervousness, and translated Wei Ran's request into Arabic.
After taking a deep breath, little translator, no, little nurse Rama followed the steps that Edelweiss usually taught them in her free time and began to bandage the postoperative wound.
"Veterinarian, how was my teaching?"
In front of the temporary operating table in the operating room, Edelweiss, who was busy debriding a lightly injured patient, asked proudly.
“The bandage is very beautiful”
Wei Ran deliberately ignored Rama, whose eyes were full of anxiety, and did not hesitate to praise him, "I can't find any problems, every step is perfect, and the last bow is tied very beautifully."
Having said this, he finally looked at his partner opposite and said, "Rama, if you have time, teach me how to tie a bow. I can only wrap it around with tape."
"I will teach you when I have time!" Rama promised loudly and happily after receiving the praise.
With the addition of these two "interns", the speed of treatment did not improve substantially, but the time was significantly faster.
Amidst the compliments of the sanitary ware and the sewing machine, the last wounded patient also completed the operation and was pushed to the ward by Ed and Hanward, who were also exhausted outside the door.
In the operating room, Wei Ran pulled off his blood-stained gloves, turned off the radio that was almost inaudible because the battery was about to run out, picked up a cup of coffee and drank it in one gulp, then asked in a hoarse voice, "How many days?"
Clicked?"
"Ten twenty-four"
Rama, who had made no mistakes during the whole process, looked at the electronic watch Weiran gave her and gave an accurate answer, "Ed just said that dinner has been sent to the garage."
"let's go"
Edelweiss yawned, closed her eyes and said, "I can't wait to take a bath and then sleep."
"Are you still planning to mention that matter today?" Cradle asked abruptly.
Although Wei Ran didn't know whether she was speaking Greek or Bunny, it didn't prevent him from understanding what the other party was saying.
"Tomorrow, everyone is too tired today." The sewing machine answered the cradle's question in the same language.
"Are you talking about some secret that we can't know?" Edelweiss asked curiously.
"The secret between husband and wife"
While packing up the medical equipment that needed to be sterilized, Cradle replied, "When you have a partner, you will also have secrets like this."
"I'm already very tired today, why do I have to mention something that makes me heartache?" Edelweiss took off her mask and rubbed the scars on her face while pretending to be pitiful and mocking herself, "Who will see this?
Come on to me."
"Maybe Mr. Vet is a good choice."
While Cradle was talking, the medical equipment he had packed had been packed into a large stainless steel box.
Before Wei Ran, who had just lit the cigarette, could spit out the second-hand smoke in his lungs, Edelweiss glanced at him and spoke in a joking tone. At the same time, she boldly said in German, "Compared to veterinarians, I'm actually more
I like Mr. Dongfeng.”
Still not giving Wei Ran a chance to speak, Edelweiss picked up the thermos and radio and changed the subject. She switched to French with great anticipation and asked, "Beast... No, Victor, Mr. Dongfeng tonight
Will you go out to work?"
"I guess not"
Wei Ran seemed to have not heard the German sentence and changed the subject, "Now I just want to go back and take a bath and sleep. I guess Mr. Dongfeng thinks the same way."
He could see that as soon as these words came out, both the sewing machine couple and Edelweiss all quietly breathed a sigh of relief.
"Let's see"
The cradle holding the oil lamp in his hand still said in a language that only the couple could understand, "I just said that edelweiss is a silver product that can stop werewolves."
"I think it's just because the werewolf is almost tired and has turned into a sheepdog."
The sewing machine holding a large box of surgical instruments in his hand took advantage of the fact that Wei Ran and others "didn't understand" and unscrupulously teased a certain veterinarian who was carrying a dirty oil drum.
After locking the wooden door of the operating room, everyone joked with each other all the way back to their garage. At this time, the table at the back of the car had already been laid out in advance as before.
But compared to before, this meal was a little more monotonous, with just a few flatbreads, a plate of hummus, and as many fried eggs as there were people.
"Since the withdrawal of international troops, there have been problems with food supplies."
Rama explained apologetically, "Ed only brought back so much food, and even the running water was stopped today."
"Didn't we agree to a ceasefire?" Edelweiss asked in surprise.
"Ed told me that many of the wounded who appeared today were injured in order to leave the siege or to bring food in."
Rama clenched his little fists and explained bitterly, "Those demons want to starve us to death here."
"When I go back, I must talk to my grandfather about the good deeds done by the Jewish people." Edelweiss snorted.
"Stop talking about this, hurry up and finish the last work before you fall asleep, then fill your stomach, take a shower and sleep."
The sewing machine stopped this meaningless topic in time, "We might be called upon again."
Coincidentally, just as he finished speaking, Ed and Hanward, as well as Dalal, who was waiting at the door to open the door for them, also passed through the gap between the relief truck and the wall.
Still letting the children take a bath first, Wei Ran and others worked together to light the gas stove and cook the cleaned surgical instruments - this time, they used bath water that had been in the sun for a whole day.
At 11 o'clock in the night, the surgical instruments had just been steamed and sterilized, and the children who had taken a bath had already devoured their dinner and eagerly returned to the tent to sleep soundly.
At the last hour of September 12th, Edelweiss, who had just taken a shower and put on her nightgown, stopped Wei Ran, who was about to take a shower, and asked in German, "Is it true that Mr. Dongfeng won't show up tonight?"
"Really, I promise." Wei Ran made the promise dumbfounded.
"In that case, how about we have a drink after you finish taking a shower?" Edelweiss pointed to the ambulance not far away and said, "I'll wait for you in the cab."
"No problem at all"
Wei Ran happily agreed, and then watched Edelweiss, who was holding a candle lantern, happily walk towards the ambulance.
I don't know how many more are left...
Wei Ran muttered secretly, walked into the yard behind the garage, got into the bathroom and took a scalding hot shower.
However, when he returned to the garage and gently opened the passenger door of the emergency vehicle, he found that Edelweiss had fallen asleep on the steering wheel, and in her hand was the wine that Weiran had given her.
Ju, on the thumb of this hand, the military ring still worn on the necklace is still loosely worn.
Wei Ran shook his head helplessly, picked up a glass of red wine placed on the hood, touched it lightly with another glass, and then brought it to his mouth and drank it all in one gulp.
Picking up the second cup and drinking the red wine that had been poured in advance, Wei Ran walked around to the driver's seat and gently opened the ajar door. He first carefully removed the wine bottle and ring, then gently picked up Edelweiss and put the
She returned to her tent.
Finally, he placed the wine bottle and necklace beside her pillow, and covered her with a blanket. Wei Ran then turned around and left the tent, carrying a candle lantern and walking to the tent next door. Tonight, Mr. Dongfeng really didn't know how to do it.
