Boundless benevolence

[Explanation] This is actually an old work.Many years ago, I watched a TVB TV series about Doctors Without Borders, and I was immediately filled with infinite reverence for this profession.So I searched the Internet for some documentaries about Doctors Without Borders, and then I wrote a novel about Doctors Without Borders.The original novel should be regarded as having some fanfare and derivative elements, because there are actually certain references in the setting of some characters.This time I made some revisions to the old work, deleted the part of the fan and some bugs—of course, there are still some references to some medical cases, after all, I have never really been to Africa, nor have I worked as a doctor without borders.

The reason why I reworked the old work is that I have always liked this story, and secondly, it is to complete the homework (Jinjiang requires one novel a year), but it is revised on the basis of the old work after all, so whether it is writing or plot There are inevitably shadows from that time, and it cannot truly reflect my current writing level (although I am not much better now).

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Airplane, thousands of miles above the sky.

"Ladies and gentlemen, our plane is about to land in Nairobi, the capital of Kenya. Please adjust your seats and put away the small table..." The gentle voice of the flight attendant came from the radio, and she was very concerned about the fact that she had already been flying for more than a dozen times. For ten-hour passengers, this is simply the best news.The quiet cabin gradually became active, with conversations in various languages ​​one after another—this plane took off from China, but after the transfer, there were no pure Asian faces in the cabin, and there were also black and white passengers. Accounted for [-]% to [-]%, most of them are traveling in Africa, and many people can't wait to peep the scenery outside through the portholes.Others were probably wanderers returning home, most of them were black-skinned, carrying large and small packages, and many of them also brought children, the whole cabin was full of excitement.

However, a person in the first row of economy class is in stark contrast to the excitement in this cabin.This person has an Asian face, 27 or [-] years old. Although he is a man, his face is very delicate-heroic eyebrows, big eyes, high nose bridge, and thin lips.Although he was wearing simple casual clothes, he was still handsome and eye-catching.Several stewardesses on the flight whispered in private whether he was a star, but after brainstorming, they couldn't find out which country he was from.Because of this face, the stewardesses would unconsciously smile a little more when delivering food and water to him, but the man didn't seem to understand the style, and every time he said a simple "thank you", he owed him a word more. Bong.In fact, this person was very quiet during the entire voyage. Except for sleeping and eating, he was either in a daze or rubbing the camera in his hand.

"Young man, I see you have been fiddling with this camera. Are you a photo shooter?" The old lady sitting next to her said with a smile. of?"

The man didn't seem to expect that the neighbor sitting next to him would strike up a conversation, he was taken aback for a moment, then pulled the corner of his mouth, and answered "um".

"Me, my girl reported to the group. She said that I love watching animals, so she let me come to Africa. She said that there are many animals in Africa, and I can see enough..."

After flying so hard for so long, the old lady is very happy now that she is about to land, and the chatterbox cannot be closed once it is opened.The man listened politely at first, but soon his gaze turned out of the window unconsciously—through the clouds and mist, the land of Africa has gradually revealed its completely different scenery from the eastern cities.While staring at the scenery outside the window, the man gently stroked the camera in his hand. Deep sadness gradually appeared in his eyes...

A camp 30 kilometers outside Arusha, Tanzania.

"Where is the doctor?! Come to the doctor! Save my child!" An urgent cry broke the tranquility of the camp.Accompanied by the sound of hurried footsteps, a black woman rushed into the camp with a child in her arms.She yelled in the local language, looking rather anxious.As for the child in her hand, his face was blue, his body was twitching slightly, and he seemed to be unconscious.

Several people in white T-shirts ran out of a simple house, and the woman in the front pointed to a house next to her and replied loudly in the same language: "This way!"

The anxious mother rushed in with the baby in her arms, and the woman followed closely behind, and closed the white curtain at the door. On the curtain, there was a big written in English: In operation.

"A 3-year-old boy accidentally choked a plant seed into his trachea while playing, and his mother failed to get the foreign object out by standing upside down and patting his back. It has been nearly 8 minutes now." The woman clearly said to the male doctor opposite. Introduce the situation.

The male doctor nodded—he was an Asian, about 30 years old, wearing a pair of glasses, and looked a bit bookish.He helped put the child on the operating table, then opened the child's mouth, and ordered while observing, "Quickly prepare the laryngoscope."

He opened the child's mouth with a metal cone-shaped object, and then slowly inserted a slender metal tube into the child's throat.On the monitor at the side, the situation inside the child's mouth gradually appeared.

The man lowered the throat slowly, with a gentle but steady technique. While operating with his hands, his eyes were fixed on the screen on the monitor.

Suddenly, the movement of his hands stopped: "I found it."

Through the monitor, a black object can be seen, appearing in the center of the throat.

"I'm going to take out the foreign body now, throat forceps."

A throat forceps was handed to him, and the doctor who handed it to him told him softly: "Be careful, that thing is very fragile, don't crush it."

"Well, I understand." The man agreed, his eyes still on the screen.He put the throat pliers into the child's mouth, gently clamped it, and slowly lifted it out——

A small black object moved out along with the throat forceps.

The child on the operating table immediately let out a long inhalation sound, followed by a loud cry.

"Oh, the little guy is full of energy." The doctor next to him said with a smile.

There was also a gentle smile in the man's eyes, and he nodded to a black nurse beside him.The nurse understood, picked up the rescued child, and walked out of the operating room.

When the man packed up and walked out of the operating room, he saw the mother holding her child with joy on her face.Seeing the man coming out, she rushed over in a hurry, saying something loudly while gesticulating, apparently quite emotional.

"She said thank you, you saved her child." The black nurse on the side translated.

The man took off his gloves and mask, revealing his gentle and handsome face. He first smiled friendlyly at the child's mother, and then said to the nurse, "Tell her to take care of the child in the future, and don't let him swallow things casually again. A tracheal occlusion is dangerous."

The nurse translated these words to the mother, who immediately nodded vigorously.She said a lot of words that should be thanks, and then left with the child in her arms.

At the gate of the camp, a white flag is fluttering in the wind, with an abstract human figure drawn on it, and a line of text: Medecins Sans Frontiers - Doctors Without Borders.

Doctors Without Borders, or MSF for short, was established on December 1971, 12. It is an international volunteer organization composed of professional medical personnel from all over the world, and it is also the largest independent humanitarian medical rescue organization in the world.Its purpose is to provide assistance to people in need and to victims of natural and man-made disasters and armed conflicts, regardless of race, religion, creed and political affiliation.The camp located on the outskirts of Arusha is a clinic of MSF in Tanzania.They are here, providing free medical services to ordinary people in a radius of dozens of kilometers.And the man we just saw is a doctor here, his name is Han Yujun, he is 20 years old, he is from China, and he is a surgeon.

At this moment, Han Yujun was standing on the widest "Central Avenue" in the camp, watching the backs of the mother and child leaving——Han Yujun had developed a habit during the time he was here, whenever he had nothing to do, he would stand Looking at the scenery on the "Central Avenue", looking at the vast land of Africa, and seeing the sick patients leave in a healthy way, Han Yujun always feels satisfied from the bottom of his heart.

Just when Han Yujun was still immersed in happiness, suddenly, a voice came from behind: "Han!"

Han Yujun turned his head and saw a European doctor in his 40s running towards him. His name was Roger, an Australian, and he was an epidemic prevention doctor.He came to Han Yujun and said in English: "Just now a patient with enteritis told us that in a tribe 20 kilometers away from here, many people have the same symptoms as hers. It is estimated that there is something wrong with the drinking water there." Denson Let the two of us go over and have a look, you pack up, and we'll set off as soon as possible."

"Okay, I'll get my things. I'll see you next to the car." Han Yujun turned around and continued to devote himself to his busy work.

The sun on the grassland shone on the flying flags, emitting a golden light.

Meanwhile, on a road outside Arusha, a car is on its way to the Serengeti National Park.The driver was a black driver, about 30 to [-] years old. While driving, he looked at the passengers sitting in the back seat through the rearview mirror from time to time—this is the owner who hired his car today, a young Asian people.This man speaks very good English and pays extremely generously.It's just that he really doesn't like to talk. After talking about the price and explaining the destination, he never spoke again.The driver wanted to follow the "boss"'s wishes to keep quiet, but the silent repression all the way was against the hospitality of the Africans, so the driver mustered up his courage and tried to ask, "Sir, where are you from?"

The man was startled, and looked away from the window.He replied: "Taiwan."

"You came to visit us to see the great migration of animals, right?"

"Ah."

"Haha, then you're in the right place! Let me tell you, many people think that to watch animal migration, you have to go to Kenya to see it, but there are too many people in Kenya, and everyone is stuck in a place far away, and you can't see clearly. What! But our Serengeti is different, we don’t have so many tourists here, you can watch it well..." The taxi driver talked endlessly, and every time he smiled, he would show his white teeth, " Are you a photographer, sir? I think your camera seems to be very good! Every year, many photographers come to us to take pictures of the great migration!"

Hearing the driver's enthusiastic explanation, the man returned a faint smile.He stroked the camera in his hand, and he seemed to hear another voice in his ear, saying something similar...

"... Shixi, do you know? The most spectacular sight in Africa is the great migration of animals! Thousands of animals are rushing past you, it is a particularly vibrant scene. You will feel the vitality Ah, I really want to see it again. Shixi, how about you accompany me to see it next time?..."

"Xuan, I'll take you to watch the Great Migration." The man stroked the camera in his hand and said silently in his heart...

The author has something to say: [Small Science] Doctors Without Borders (Doctors Without Borders, Medecins Sans Frontiers--MSF) was established in Paris on December 1971, 12. It is an international volunteer organization composed of professional medical personnel from all over the world. The world's largest independent humanitarian medical rescue organization. (Actually, I wanted to change the name of the "Doctors Without Borders" organization at the beginning, but after thinking about several names, I felt that it was not ideal, so I dared to use my real name.)

The Great African Migration is said to have two best places, one is Kenya and the other is Tanzania. I read on the Internet that Kenya is spectacular but there are many people, and Tanzania has fewer people to watch and feel better.Thinking that Xiao Li needs to heal his wounds alone, it is better to choose a quiet place, so I decided to let him go to Tanzania.I have always said that I want to visit East Africa, but I don't know when this wish will come true...

Oh yes, today is my birthday, happy birthday to myself!There are new works produced this year!