Translator: EndlessFantasy Translation Editor: EndlessFantasy Translation
âYes, I will definitely protect Doctor Ling well. Yes, I have not even lost a strand of hair⦠Yes⦠Okayâ¦â After the captain promised repeatedly, he quickly hung up the satellite phone and breathed a sigh of relief. He said to Silva, who was in the seat next to him. âThis time, the task is not difficult, but the employerâs requirements are high.â
Silva said with the disdainful sneer the English usually had and said, âIf you donât like it, why did you still agree to it in such a humble way?â
âWho said I donât like it? I like employers who raise the requirements and pay more.â The captain broke into a smile as he spoke.
Silva sighed helplessly and said, âYou are a mercenary captain, shouldnât you be more imposing?â
âSilva.â The captainâs expression turned a little more serious. He looked at his teammate and said, âAre you out to be a mercenary because being mercenaries are cool or because they can make money?â
âOf course itâs because they can make money.â Silva paused for a moment before he said, âBut itâs not bad to be cool.â
âIf youâre able to make money, you will naturally become cooler.â The captain lifted the satellite phone, waved it twice, and patted his own gun before he said, âRemember, although we carry guns on our bodies, what weâre actually doing is something akin to the lines of the service industry.â
Silva, who had been a mercenary for five years, was stunned. âWhat weâre doing now is along the lines of the service industry?â
âOf course. The standard service industry,â the captain said earnestly, âSo, pay attention to your attitude. Waiters with bad attitudes are always the ones who earn the least.â
Silva shrugged and spread his arms again. âWell, what sort of service are we providing this time?â
âGive the satellite phone to Doctor Ling and wait for Doctor Ling to finish the call.â The captain also shrugged. Then, he crossed the corridor and came to the hall.
Ling Ran was still in a white coat and was diagnosing and treating patients as handsomely as ever.
Besides the few patients who only received simple treatment even though they were badly injured, there were currently nearly twenty patients in Guozheng Charity Hospital, and their injuries were of moderate severity. From time to time, they must change their dressing or have a follow-up treatment.
If this were Yun Hua Hospital, Ling Ran would have given these tasks to his staff.
But in Guozheng Charity Hospital, Ling Ran was naturally reluctant to hand over the patients to Ma Yanlin â¦
The happiness of a senior doctor lied in being able to choose the job he wanted to do. Of course, as a doctor, it was impossible to not work, and it was difficult to try and not stay up past midnight. At most, they could choose to work in the first half or second half of the night.
Ma Yanlin was still sitting next to Ling Ran with a laptop in front of him as he filled up medical records with all his energy and strength.
Ma Yanlin and Ling Ran did not know if Brazilians checked their medical records. But if they were managing more than a hundred patients of different degrees of injuries, it would be catastrophic if there were no medical records.
âDoctor Ling, Miss Tian Qi called.â Once the captain was certain that Ling Ran was not busy at work, he connected the satellite phone and respectfully passed the phone over with both hands.
Silva was studying by the side, and she nodded secretly. âIndeed, thatâs service at the level of a service industry line.â
âLing Ran!â Tian Qi heard the voice through the phone and immediately shouted happily.
âTian Qi.â Ling Ran also straightened up. Working for hours was, after all, very tiring. He looked at the heavy rain outside and asked, âHow is the situation in Cuba Town?â
Tian Qiâs voice quivered with some excitement and said, âItâs getting better. I have opened a road for the residents of the town. We now have a total of 1,256 people who can work and more than forty excavator cranes as well as trucks. And there are thousands of cows⦠You didnât see how these cows looked like when they were first fit into the halters. Theyâve never worked before, so when we first asked them to work, every one of them looked so dumbâ¦â
Ling Ran was surprised. âHow can there be more than forty construction vehicles?â
âThere is a car dealer in Cuba Town who sells these things, and I requisitioned them.â Tian Qiâs voice was filled with pride.
âDoes requisition mean you purchased them?â
âOf course not, this is for the public interest, thereâs no need to pay.â Tian Qiâs voice was filled with even more pride and excitement. For her, it was also a rare experience. Independently managing a town and initiating a self-rescue, as well as managing a company were two concepts.
Ling Ran did not know too much about this. He nodded silently, and after realizing that the other side could not see him, he said, âPay attention to safety. Do you guys have a doctor?â
âThere is a general practitioner and two pharmacists. There are very few patients in the town. The seriously injured patients were sent to the hospital. Is the hospital alright?â
âThereâs no big problemâ¦â Ling Ran briefly introduced the situation and said, âThe mercenaries you sent are very good.â
âReally? Actually, I donât want them to be useful⦠Wait, are the mercenaries dispatched? Are you in danger?â
âNo, a mercenary caught an arowana and fried it with hot oil. It was deliciousâ¦â
Tian Qi could not help laughing, but felt that the tension in her had disappeared.
â¦â¦
Presently at the headquarter, reporters eagerly tried to squeeze their microphones into the mouth of the person in charge at the scene.
âMister Lucio, are you sure there were no dead people at the disaster site?â
âMister Lucio, did you conceal anything at the disaster site? Is there security at the scene?â
âHow do you evaluate your ability to control the situation? Do you think your orders can be correctly delivered to the scene?â
Reportersâ questions came one after another like a rainstorm.
Lucio smiled on the outside, but was cursing internally as he answered the questions one by one. He had always been a politician, anyway. He was not someone who could do things well, but he was very skilled at answering questions, making up answers, and so on.
Journalist Naldo stared at Lucio and asked several questions in succession. He did not get the answers he wanted, but he was not discouraged.
On the contrary, he still had a slight smile on his face. When he returned to his seat, he even deliberately asked the cameraman who accompanied him, âI just asked if there was any dead person, did you film his answer?â
âIt was all filmed.â
âGood job.â Naldo patted his fat belly and said, âSo, letâs wait till we take a picture of a body at the disaster site, and poor Lucio will need to step down.â
âA body at the scene?â The cameramanâs thick lips trembled. Why would there be a body at the scene?
âBecause there will be people who are bound to die at a disaster site. Is this your first day working? In such rainstorms, car accidents will increase, houses will collapse, cows will go crazy, and people will also go crazy. There will be people falling sick every day in a small town with thousands of people, and in an environment that cannot provide medical treatment, these people are likely to die, understand? So, when Lucio said that no one died at the scene, I knew he was telling lies!â Naldo answered with absolute certainty.
The cameramanâs hands started shaking, âDonât tell me that youâre thinking of going to the disaster scene?â
âLetâs go to the scene!â Naldo pointed to himself and the cameraman. With a genuine smile, he said, âIâll go and tell the editor. As long as we can take a photo of a body, we would be national heroes!â
âHow do we both get there?â
âThere were a few police and fire brigade volunteers who can send us there,â Naldo said with a smile, and he continued to encourage the cameraman, âDonât worry, they all have experience in disaster relief in floods. We would just follow them to the scene. The best place would be the hospital there, and we will become media heroes. We will be the battlefield reporters of battlefield reporters! Weâll be hero reporters!â
Naldo waved his arms as he spoke excitedly, so much so that his saliva flew.
The cameraman gulped and said hesitatingly, âPolice and firefighters went, but we are heroes? The public would like them better I think.â
âPublic?â Naldo sneered. âThe public is just pasture of the media. We decide who will eat them. If the people whoâre coming along are sensible, I will let them show their faces on TV, but in the end, this time, You and I should be the ones who will be praised!â
âIs it?â
âYes, as long as a body is found. We will definitely find a body.â Naldoâs tone was firm. âHow can we call it a disaster without a sea of corpses?â