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There are men and women, and even little dolls of a few years old, all of them are as thin as ribs.

"It's time for us to work!" Zhang Hong also obviously understood that this guy doesn't care about his usual affairs, but he is definitely dedicated enough in the professional field.

Seeing the members of the medical team wanting to enter the restricted area, the members of the Youli tribe hurriedly blocked them, and soon several people rushed over surrounded by an old black man. This was Chief Yuli.

"We were entrusted by the International Red Cross to come to this continent to help treat AIDS."

Liu Qingshan explained, and took out all the relevant documents, asking the chief to have a look.

"Excuse me, which country are you from?" The old chief waved his hand. He can speak English, but he can't write. To put it bluntly, he is illiterate, and reading is useless.

Liu Qingshan said with a smile: "We are from China, China."

The old chief's wrinkled face showed a thoughtful look, and finally shook his head: "I haven't heard of it."

"What, you don't even know Huaxia?" Zhang Hong was a little shocked and a little angry.

Liu Qingshan waved his hand: "Normal, isn't it the first time we've heard about other people's tribes?"

Afterwards, Liu Qingshan communicated with Chief Youli for a while, expressing his intention of coming.

"Cure, that's great!"

Chief Youli's face was full of smiles. Those clansmen who were sick basically left themselves to fend for themselves. The population in the tribe continued to decrease. He was also a boring chief, and he couldn't beat others in a fight. .

So Liu Qingshan and the others stationed in this tribe, and Karu directed the tribe to unload the ox carts, and then told them to return all the ox carts quickly.

Didn't you see the Youli tribe, when they looked at those old cows, did their eyes turn red?

A group of hungry ghosts, don't eat our precious old cow.

The old cow is the most important property of each family in a tribe, and it depends on it to marry a wife or something.

It is not easy to marry a daughter-in-law here. The dowry of a girl ranges from a few cows to twenty cows.

The whole world is a truth: don't even think about marrying a wife if you don't have money.

However, Karu still chose to stay, he was also full of curiosity about Liu Qingshan and his party.

Accompanied by the old chief, Liu Qingshan and his party entered the abandoned area of ​​the tribe.

Everyone couldn't help wrinkling their noses as they walked, and there was a strange smell in the air, hitting their noses.

Fortunately, we are all doctors, we are used to all kinds of scenes, and we can still hold on.

"Everyone come out, a doctor is here to treat you!" the old chief yelled a few times in his native language.

Only then did a dozen skinny people walk out of the hut and slowly move towards this side.

"What about the rest?" The old chief also frowned. There were more than 20 patients in his tribe.

"Father, those people can't get up anymore." A young Hei replied feebly.

This is Yulida, the most beloved youngest son of the old chief, who was also infected.

The old chief looked distressed and waved to the soldiers behind him: "Bring everyone out."

So everyone started working together, and soon on the open space, there were more than a dozen people lying here and there, all of them lost their eyesight, and there was no life in their eyes, and they were more breathless than dead people.

Little Liu squatted in front of a little black boy who was about her age, touching the little guy's ribs one by one, tears streaming down his face.

"I will definitely cure you!" Xiao Liuzi wiped away his tears, then put his little hand on Xiao Hei's wrist, and began to take the pulse.

Little Heihai's arms were covered with mud, and there were even dirt like feces, but in the eyes of Little Six, these things didn't exist at all.

Little Heihai's eyes seemed very big, he blinked, and big teardrops began to roll down from the corners of his eyes.

Although words cannot communicate, actions mean everything.

Looking at the scene in front of him, Wu Tong also felt infinitely sad: So in this world, there are still people who are enduring such suffering.

She felt that she should do something, but she couldn't do anything. She could only silently hold the water bottle and feed the dying people with water.

The members of the medical team quickly devoted themselves to diagnosis and treatment.

After Zhang Hong gave a black girl a pulse, he put the prescription pad on his knee, wrote the prescription in a swish, and then greeted the dumb grandpa:

"Mr. Sun, please show me."

This is also the rule of the medical team. These doctors have no experience in diagnosing and treating AIDS, so the prescription must be confirmed by the dumb grandpa before they can be prescribed.

The dumb grandfather came over to check the black girl's pulse, then looked at Zhang Hong's prescription, nodded slightly, and only slightly adjusted the dosage of a few medicines.

As for Huang Xuanting and the others, it will be faster to get started. They have accumulated a certain amount of experience in the United States with the dumb grandfather, and they are very accurate in prescribing medicine.

The dumb grandpa looked at the prescription, and there was basically no need to change it.

The medical team got busy, grabbed the medicine, and then started to boil the medicine. The most indispensable thing in the tribe is the clay pot, which is just right for boiling medicine.

On the second day after they arrived on this continent, they finally boarded their battlefield and began to fight against the disease.

Although the old chief didn't know where Huaxia was, he felt familiar and friendly when he saw this way of making medicine: "It turns out that these people are not doctors, but wizards!"

Because he has seen the great wizard next to the Zulu king, he often does this.

Especially when he saw the members of the medical team take out some centipedes and other insects to cook medicine together, the old chief became even more sure.

The old chief's confidence suddenly increased: wizards are the most respected among the tribe.

After more than an hour, all these patients were diagnosed and treated, but it took some time to boil the medicine.

At this moment, the entire tribe is filled with a strong medicinal fragrance.

Those patients were carried back to the hut, and in terms of diet, they could also drink some corn mush for the time being.

During this process, Liu Qingshan was not idle, and led the veterans and warriors from the tribe to clean up the sanitation of this area thoroughly.

Once you enter, it looks like a pigsty, which is really unbearable.

Seeing that the diagnosis and treatment were completed, Liu Qingshan greeted the medical team: "Everyone has worked hard, drink some water and smoke a cigarette to rest."

It was the first actual battle of the medical team, and Liu Qingshan was quite satisfied with everyone's performance.

These team members also gradually calmed down from the tension and excitement, and only then did they feel thirsty.

It's just that there was not much mineral water left, so the old chief arranged for someone to bring it over.

"You can't drink unboiled water." Zhang Hong looked at it and quickly raised his opinion.

"My lord wizard, the jars are now used to boil medicine, and there is no way to boil water."

The old chief also deeply apologized, it was really wrong to neglect Mr. Wizard.

Zhang Hong also widened his eyes in surprise: "Wizard? We are all doctors, okay?"

Liu Qingshan stopped him. A wizard should be a wizard. He knew that in such a tribe, the name of a wizard is much more useful than a doctor.

Zhang Hong was a little dissatisfied: "I am a doctor of traditional Chinese medicine, why did I become a wizard?"

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In fact, the wizard's treatment is really good. The best food in the Yuli tribe is taken out to entertain the wizard.

Members of the medical team have a hard time swallowing even the best food.

The instant noodles and ham sausages they brought were quickly wiped out.

Liu Qingshan saw that it was not an option to go on like this. Before those patients got better, the members of the medical team probably all lay down first.

So I discussed with the old chief to see if I could go to Joburg to buy some food.

The old chief was also straightforward, spreading his hands together: no money.

Most of their tribes are bartered. Since the patients in the Yuli tribe appeared, they have been rejected by other tribes and have become the poorest place.

Liu Qingshan was also convinced: Can't we buy it with our own money?

"It's a loss, it's a big loss." Zhang Hong continued to click his mouth, "I have to pay for the work and medicine, and it's not enough to pay for it!"

But Liu Qingshan didn't care too much: "It's okay, I will make up for the loss here, and when I treat those rich people, I will make up for it."

So he asked Kalu to lead the way, and the old chief also sent out the five remaining ox carts in the tribe, and followed Liu Qingshan into the city to purchase.

Liu Qingshan took Wu Tong and two juniors with him, and called five veterans to escort the carriage.

When he got into the bullock cart, he called Little Six again.

Usually the little guy likes to join in the fun, but this time he waved his hands: "I am a doctor now, how can I leave the patient?"

good!Liu Qingshan gave a thumbs up.

Then I saw the little six sons running happily outside the tribe: "I'll go see Simba first."

Well, as long as you're happy.

Liu Qingshan led the convoy to set off, walked two miles away, and saw the dumb grandpa wandering on the grassland under the guidance of several black old men in the tribe.

"Master." Liu Qingshan and the others greeted each other, and the dumb grandfather looked up, with a peaceful smile on his face.

He was smashing a plant in his mouth, and his mouth was full of green juice.

Grandpa Dumb has already begun to identify and analyze the local plants to see if he can find out ones that have medicinal value. It is best to replace the traditional Chinese medicine in the prescription, so that the cost of treatment can be reduced a lot.

Waving farewell to the dumb grandpa, Liu Qingshan and the others were also deeply moved: the dumb grandpa is walking on the road that his ancestors have walked.

Even Karu was convinced: "The old wizard is really powerful. Many plants on the grassland are poisonous. Tell the wizard to be careful."

Liu Qingshan nodded, he knew his master's temperament, and he would definitely not do anything he was not sure about.

The bullock cart finally got onto the road, and occasionally a vehicle could be seen speeding past.

At this moment, everyone has an illusion: it seems to have stepped from the primitive to the modern all at once.

In one step, like two worlds, Liu Qingshan finally knew how great what that Mr. Mandela did.

After one o'clock in the afternoon, the ox caravan finally entered Joburg, and what appeared before us was a bustling metropolis.

Even in Liu Qingshan's view, the current Joburg is more prosperous than most cities in China.

"Stop, stop, stop!"

There was a rough yell, and a policeman rushed over aggressively, almost poking Karoo's face with a rubber stick in his hand: "Bull carts cannot enter the city!"

Karoo obviously knew this rule. If it had been changed to the past, he would have nodded and bowed to say something nice.

But today Kalu felt that his back was very tough, he raised his hand and pulled the rubber stick aside: "The one in our car is the wizard!"

The policeman was a fat white man with a snort in his nose. In the eyes of the native tribes, wizards were supreme, but in his eyes, bird feathers were not.

The same cannot be said, he once saw a wizard, and it seemed that there were indeed a lot of bird feathers on his head.

The police didn't bother to talk nonsense to Karoo, so they picked up the rubber stick and slammed it on Karoo's head.

Unexpectedly, a hand stretched out out of thin air and grabbed the stick, followed by Liu Qingshan's voice:

"Mr. Police, it's not a good habit to hit people casually."

The policeman yanked back a few times, but he didn't pull it, so he abandoned the rubber stick and reached out to feel for the gun.

"You'd better not move."

This time it was Li Tie's voice, without any emotion.

The policeman felt that something was being held against his waist. According to his professional experience, it was obviously not a good thing.

For a moment, the policeman felt creepy and raised his hands: "Calm down, gentlemen, please stay calm."

"This is our certificate." Liu Qingshan handed the passport and the certificate issued by the Red Cross to the police.

After reading it, the police finally breathed a sigh of relief: "It turns out that you are medical rescue workers, oh, God bless you."

He had come into contact with similar personnel before, all sent by charities, and there was no danger.

"We don't believe in God." Liu Qingshan withdrew his certificate, and then signaled Li Tie to return it as well.

Only then did Li Tie go around to the policeman, and threw a piece of wooden stick in his hand onto the bullock cart. It turned out to be a stick for driving a cart.

Although the policeman was a little angry, he was still very happy when the alarm was lifted: "Gentlemen, where are you going and what can I do for you?"

Liu Qingshan thought about it, and it seemed good to have the help of the police: "We need to find relevant organizations in Joburg, and then get more help."

Since it's a business this time, of course you can't sneak around.

Besides, the medical team can't always add money to it by themselves. The money of these foreign capital forces is not spent in vain.

There is no reason to be hungry without work.