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Wei Dao put on his white coat and gloves, and looked around. Everyone was busy, and they all came.

He started.

There was a booming cannon outside, and the ground seemed to shake.

The house is still tenacious, but some dust-like particles rolled down.

The wailing was endless.

Two soldiers carrying a stretcher, carrying a suit of dusty clothes, brought a wounded man lying on a gray stretcher crying for pain.

There was no room left in the room, so the nurse went out and waved her hand, asking them to put the person aside.

Wei Dao originally looked at the people here, so he should be gentler, otherwise he would have to be slower, and he couldn't be as relaxed as when he was dealing with himself, so he should be more careful.

Moreover, he came later, and he is not as familiar with the doctors and nurses who are here, and they were not around here before. Do some things like suturing the wound, clean it first and then disinfect it, inject medicine, suture the flesh, and the wound is almost treated. Compared with the other two doctors, it is simple enough.

Wei Dao's speed is not particularly slow, not enough compared to the other two doctors.

So that the two were not resolved, the young doctor said to Wei Dao: "Hurry up!"

The old doctor was even more irritable, and he yelled directly: "Haven't you eaten?! Who can afford you? This is not an embroidery needle!"

Wei Dao frowned, and moved much faster. He secretly glanced at the two doctors beside him, and felt that his speed was still not fast enough.

He doesn't care that much anymore.

The actions of disinfecting the wound became rough, and the wounded lay on the bed twitching in pain.

Wei Dao gradually increased his proficiency, and the other two doctors occasionally glanced at him to confirm that there was no principled error, and then continued to work on the wounded under him, and the overall speed was accelerated.

Not long after, the nurse suddenly yelled: "The medicine is gone!"

Wei Dao just threw a spent potion into the trash can, and the glass made a crisp sound.

The young doctor frowned, and the old doctor said, "We can only let them resist."

You can't just leave it alone.

Wei Dao blinked and continued to work.

The rumbling of the guns was like the prelude to a thunderstorm.

The illusion of the earth shaking and the mountains shaking has hardly ceased.

"Ah-"

Wei Dao expressionlessly slapped the screaming wounded unconscious, while continuing to work.

Blood flowed everywhere.

The light in the clinic is getting dimmer.

It seemed to be getting dark outside, and a cold mist filled the air, as if the water ghost had just crawled out of the river.

The boy who brought Wei Dao before ran around on both sides, and there were many temporary beds outside.

The young doctor looked at Wei Dao, and couldn't help saying: "Be gentle, don't kill people."

Wei Dao nodded indifferently, and smiled gently at the doctor wearing a mask.

The young doctor couldn't bear to look straight at him and turned his head away. Wei Dao lowered his eyes and bent his eyes facing the wounded.

The terrified wounded stared wide-eyed, Wei Dao initiated a physical dizziness, and the other party fainted as soon as he tilted his head.

Wei Dao's hand was steady as if he was carrying a bowl of soup that could not be spilled.

The lights are on in the room, but the light is limited. There are more and more wounded people. The room is full of beds. It is even more difficult to go out. Wei Dao's eyes are usually short-sighted, so I just advise him to rely on the feel of his hand. There are also quite a few people, and he is not wrong now.

After finally solving it, he was probably the last wounded person tonight. Wei Dao opened his eyes, put down the things in his hands like a ghost, and didn't even look at them when he walked. He has successfully opened his eyes and went blind.

Bypassing the sundries and wounded on the road, Wei Dao walked into the house, fumbled for a stool and sat down, and finally heaved a sigh of relief.

The table is not far away, and the nurse is busy in the kitchen. The food is potatoes and fish, served with yellowish black dry bread, which is so hard that a human head can bleed at once. Let's go down and talk, and there is a glass of cold water for each person.

The young doctor and the old doctor were sitting at the table, and the boy stepped into the door with flamboyant steps.

There was another bang outside, and the raging flames undeniably lit up in the night.

Orange-red flames flew into the sky, with many sparks floating, and the smell of gunpowder smoke was blown by the wind.

The clouds in the sky are bleak and sparse, and there is no sunset glow. Now it is burned by the fire, but it has a little more flavor.

Faintly, it seemed that some meat was actually being burned in the air.

Wei Dao took it as an illusion.

He closed his eyes as he thought about it, relying on something he didn't know, and fell asleep.

The boy came over and shook Wei Dao awake: "Eat, get up, and sleep after eating."

Wei Dao glanced at the table, waved his hand and said, "You eat, you eat, I'm not hungry."

The young man didn't believe it at all, and stood in front of him: "Even if you were full from the last meal, you should be hungry now, don't be disgusted, that's all here, you may not be able to go back to a good place in a few days, don't eat this time , Don’t eat twice, get used to it, don’t starve yourself to death, at least you have something to do with the doctor, why don’t you even understand this kind of thing?”

Wei Dao was annoyed by what he said, waved his hand, got up and sat down.

The old doctor didn't even look at him, and said to the young doctor, "Young people, don't pick and choose."

Wei Dao just picked out a piece of black bread for himself from the table, took a bite, almost broke his teeth, and didn't even hear it.

The boy sat on the side and passed water to Wei Dao: "Drink some, this thing can't be swallowed raw."

Wei Dao took his teeth out of the bread, opened his eyes and asked, "Huh?"

The boy smiled at him: "What time do you usually go to bed?"

Wei Dao replied while sipping his bread: "It depends on the situation, when you are sleepy, you can sleep."

That being said, in comparison, he had a really good time at Di Weiliao's house.

The young man took out the black bread from his cup, one end of the black bread had already been soaked in water and softened, he took a sip and said, "We can't sleep well in the middle of the night, the fire on the other side of the river sometimes burns over, sometimes there is a sound If it doesn’t make a sound, it will go off by itself, the sky always likes to throw bird eggs down, and we don’t care if the sound on the other side starts and stops, it’s very noisy.”

Wei Dao asked: "Then why did they fight?"

The elderly doctor sneered, "Why is that? They beat them whenever they want, so what can we do?"

Wei Dao blinked, tried hard to chew the broken piece of black bread, and looked at the boy.

The young man smiled helplessly, and said in a low voice, "Before you came, you should have known that we are No.90 District Nine, right?"

He sighed, and the old man said: "This is not such a good place in the Ninth District. Fights and quarrels are common, and it is normal to be poor. In the first place, there is no stable life for three days. I'm used to coming here to rob.

We're not on the edge here, and that's the most unsafe place in Area 99.

This place is about to be opened up, probably this time it will not be so easy.

Most of those people seem to be hyenas from District [-]. It is said that there are dozens of times more people than us.

In fact, they may not necessarily be from District [-]. I am not sure, and I have never been to the front line. The front line is much more dangerous than this.

Maybe there are people from above involved, otherwise, no matter how many people in District [-], they would not be able to call so easily.

District 99 and District [-] belong to the same category, that is to say, there are too many people in them. If there is a real fight, not to mention the odds of winning, it should be a stalemate.

They are in such a state of power now, I'm afraid that there are people on the top, just look at the top of their heads, and they won't be able to get out of the [-]th district. "

While talking, there was another rumble outside.

The sky was pitch black and the flames were burning. There seemed to be a pair of invisible hands rubbing the flint in the sky. Lightning occasionally illuminated a large area of ​​the ground with pale light.

The old doctor snorted and said, "Those things that lay eggs here all day long shouldn't have eggs!"

The young doctor added the topic slowly and said, "Outsiders, it's okay if you don't come. It's not so easy to leave after you come."

The nurse was as taciturn as ever.

Wei Dao's eyes fell on the boy.

The boy chewed the potatoes and fish, and blinked: "What do you want to know?"

Wei Dao: "Is this also the case in District 99?"

The young man smiled and said, "It's not a coincidence for you to come here. There are usually good times, but these days, there is nothing you can do."

He said this with a fishbone in his mouth, like a cat.

The eyes are strangely round.

While grinding the wood chips in the black bread with his molars, Wei Dao asked, "Do you not have any confidence in the victory of the war?"

The boy shook his head: "Everyone is confident, but those who are confident are not here."

He smiled self-deprecatingly, looked at the black bread in his hand and said, "I dragged you here as soon as you came, and it's normal if you don't know. Go out and have a look tomorrow morning, and you'll know everything. I'll tell you in advance now." You can too, it's just that saying it is not the same as seeing it with your own eyes.

There are posters posted on the blackboards on the wall outside, and every word on the paper says District 99 must win.

All the children here can say a word, and they can hear it every day when they go out. The words they greet when they meet are: District 99 must win.

Men go out to fight, and women give speeches on the high platform. When necessary, they have to stand on top of each other.

It is impossible to wander around, and it is impossible to be lazy if you are lazy.

That's pretty much it.You'll know it when you see it. "

The boy didn't intend to continue talking.

Wei Dao changed the subject: "What's your name?"

"Beckerd."

Beckard smiled at Wei Dao, and added: "Originally, my name was almost Bede, or..."

He stopped talking and smiled.

Probably has something to do with religion.

The old doctor snorted, held the bowl and said, "What's the use of knowing a name?"