"Tanya, welcome back to work." The vice president of the First People's Hospital of Havana hugged the young woman who had just changed into a white coat as if seeing a savior. "Congratulations on your promotion to the chief physician of the emergency department of our hospital."
After taking half a year off to give birth to a child, Tania is radiant with self-cultivation. Her husband is Zhang Hong, commander of the Armored Company of the 1st Guards Battalion, a direct subordinate of Zhou Qingfeng. She herself may be called a 'big woman', after all, Zhou Qingfeng gave him
The Chinese who joined the teaching company were assigned four wives.
"Mr. Dean, you look good too." Tania smiled.
"Hell, you don't know what I've been through in the past six months? Every day is like a nightmare. Do you know that the number of beds in our hospital has increased fourfold in the past six months, but the number of doctors and nurses has only less than doubled. Qualified
There are too few professional medical staff, too few."
The vice-dean kept pouring out his bitter words as soon as he opened his mouth. He spoke for five minutes before sighing: "Now I can only look forward to the batch of students in the crash course of the medical school. I hope they can take on the busy work soon. But listen.
They say we are going to open a second hospital, but we will still have insufficient manpower."
"God bless, we will be fine together." Tania comforted her with a few words and began to work. In just over a year, this ungraduated student from the Medical University of Havana became the backbone of the Legion Hospital.
Busy and heavy work will push people forward.
Tania knew what difficulties the hospital was currently facing. In fact, she knew more about it from her husband - the current situation was that the Legion could no longer bear the influx of people.
At the beginning of the catastrophe, a large number of outstanding talents with various professional skills could still be found among the refugees. But now those precious talents have become the treasures of various organizations, and their status has been fixed and will no longer move around at will. Instead, they have various identities.
People with no skills….
The Enclave drove all kinds of "inferior" people out of the areas under its rule, not caring about their lives or lives. The same goes for the Diego government in Mexico, which didn't care about the lives of the lower-class residents at all, and kept driving them out in order to reduce the burden.
As for the Aurora Legion, they didn't do any good. Due to the restrictions on the island, the legion couldn't drive people away, but they kept blocking the influx of refugees from the sea - it was said that the top brass of the legion once thought of creating a large-scale plague to kill those who didn't.
Refugees are used, but they give up because they are worried that it will affect themselves.
But even so, the people in the legion are not willing to lower their living standards to support more refugees. The residents in the city have deep contempt and fear for the refugees outside the city, fearing that those people will rush in and destroy their hard-earned efforts.
a stable life.
"Oh... damn! What are you doing?" The vice president who was chatting suddenly looked out the window. With a look of shock on his face, he hurried out of the hospital gate 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? Did these people enter Havana legally?" The deputy director circled the convoy, trying to find someone.
Able to speak.
On the truck were armed soldiers of the legion, and inside the truck were refugees with thin faces and listless spirits. These people had experienced various hardships and looked dull.
Zhang Hong jumped out of the car. He looked at the ID badge hanging on the vice president's chest, took out his ID and said, "I was ordered by the regiment commander 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 deputy director knew that he could not refuse the order, "Are you kidding me? These are strong refugees? They are so thin that a gust of wind can blow them away."
Seeing her husband, Tania also ran out and asked in confusion: "Dear, what is going on?"
"The legion has to perform a difficult task, and it is not convenient to call in active 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
I can live a little longer."
"How many people are here?" Tania asked.
"The first two hundred people will be followed by two thousand or even five thousand. After confirming that they have no malignant diseases, they will be sent to a quarantine camp for a month to recuperate and undergo basic training. Finally..." Zhang Hongyang made a leaping movement with his hand.
, "They will be thrown into the battlefield."
"Then their life must be difficult. It seems that the maggot farm of our Legion Commander is very busy again." Tania said with a bit of teasing. Maggot farming has become a public joke of the Legion. After all, everyone
They are all eating this stuff directly or indirectly.
Zhou Qingfeng currently has a large amount of dry water and aged grain, and the reformed farm is also constantly producing vegetables and various meats. Originally, after surviving the initial famine, the maggot farm with the fastest and best conversion efficiency began
Reduce production, after all, no one likes maggot meal.
But the influx of countless refugees completely shattered the Legion's idea of changing the production structure. Raising livestock and growing vegetables took a long time, fattening a pig took three to four months, and fattening a maggot only took three or four days.
so…….
In order to prevent a large number of refugees from dying and triggering a plague, and to allow the refugees to wait for relief in a stable manner without starting a riot, the top brass of the Legion had to spend a lot of time raising maggots. This not only reduced the production of poultry eggs, but also attracted more refugees to Cuba, because
Many refugees brought their own radio stations to spread the news.
This is simply maddening, the good intentions are not rewarded!
However, seeing the refugees taking off their tattered clothes one by one to reveal their skinny bodies, all the medical staff, including the deputy director, had to fall silent. After all, many people gathered in Havana had experienced similar tragic fates before.
"I want to say that we are not too cruel, we will do our best to help them." After accepting the two hundred refugees, the vice president said to Zhang Hong in a deep voice, "But sometimes our power is really limited, and too much effort will
Drag everyone to death."
"I understand what you mean. I am very glad that the legion I belong to has the most basic conscience and bottom line, and at least it did not launch an inhumane massacre." Zhang Hong showed the indifference of a soldier, "We can't save everyone, but we can't save everyone.
Many people were killed, but we saved most of them."
"Thank God, we are the ones who were rescued." The vice-dean made the sign of the cross on his chest while busy arranging the physical examination for the refugees. Those who can pass the physical examination will have half a life saved, and those who cannot pass will have a bad life.
And when refugees can receive a set of clean and ordinary old clothes and have a chance of survival, they will shed tears of gratitude and thank the doctors. They know that they may be able to continue to live.
When Zhang Hong was about to leave in the car, Tania stepped forward and gave her husband a deep hug, "Hong, I know you are the best. I am proud of your coldness and kindness."