Translator: EndlessFantasy Translation Editor: EndlessFantasy Translation
“Yes, I will definitely protect Doctor Ling well. Yes, I have not even lost a strand of hair… Yes… Okay…” 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. “This time, the task is not difficult, but the employer’s requirements are high.”
Silva said with the disdainful sneer the English usually had and said, “If you don’t like it, why did you still agree to it in such a humble way?”
“Who said I don’t like it? I like employers who raise the requirements and pay more.” The captain broke into a smile as he spoke.
Silva sighed helplessly and said, “You are a mercenary captain, shouldn’t you be more imposing?”
“Silva.” The captain’s expression turned a little more serious. He looked at his teammate and said, “Are you out to be a mercenary because being mercenaries are cool or because they can make money?”
“Of course it’s because they can make money.” Silva paused for a moment before he said, “But it’s not bad to be cool.”
“If you’re able to make money, you will naturally become cooler.” The captain lifted the satellite phone, waved it twice, and patted his own gun before he said, “Remember, although we carry guns on our bodies, what we’re actually doing is something akin to the lines of the service industry.”
Silva, who had been a mercenary for five years, was stunned. “What we’re doing now is along the lines of the service industry?”
“Of course. The standard service industry,” the captain said earnestly, “So, pay attention to your attitude. Waiters with bad attitudes are always the ones who earn the least.”
Silva shrugged and spread his arms again. “Well, what sort of service are we providing this time?”
“Give the satellite phone to Doctor Ling and wait for Doctor Ling to finish the call.” 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 …
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.
“Doctor Ling, Miss Tian Qi called.” 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. ‘Indeed, that’s service at the level of a service industry line.’
“Ling Ran!” Tian Qi heard the voice through the phone and immediately shouted happily.
“Tian Qi.” Ling Ran also straightened up. Working for hours was, after all, very tiring. He looked at the heavy rain outside and asked, “How is the situation in Cuba Town?”
Tian Qi’s voice quivered with some excitement and said, “It’s 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 didn’t see how these cows looked like when they were first fit into the halters. They’ve never worked before, so when we first asked them to work, every one of them looked so dumb…”
Ling Ran was surprised. “How can there be more than forty construction vehicles?”
“There is a car dealer in Cuba Town who sells these things, and I requisitioned them.” Tian Qi’s voice was filled with pride.
“Does requisition mean you purchased them?”
“Of course not, this is for the public interest, there’s no need to pay.” Tian Qi’s 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, “Pay attention to safety. Do you guys have a doctor?”
“There 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?”
“There’s no big problem…” Ling Ran briefly introduced the situation and said, “The mercenaries you sent are very good.”
“Really? Actually, I don’t want them to be useful… Wait, are the mercenaries dispatched? Are you in danger?”
“No, a mercenary caught an arowana and fried it with hot oil. It was delicious…”
Tian Qi could not help laughing, but felt that the tension in her had disappeared.
..…
Presently at the headquarter, reporters eagerly tried to squeeze their microphones into the mouth of the person in charge at the scene.
“Mister Lucio, are you sure there were no dead people at the disaster site?”
“Mister Lucio, did you conceal anything at the disaster site? Is there security at the scene?”
“How do you evaluate your ability to control the situation? Do you think your orders can be correctly delivered to the scene?”
Reporters’ 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, “I just asked if there was any dead person, did you film his answer?”
“It was all filmed.”
“Good job.” Naldo patted his fat belly and said, “So, let’s wait till we take a picture of a body at the disaster site, and poor Lucio will need to step down.”
“A body at the scene?” The cameraman’s thick lips trembled. Why would there be a body at the scene?
“Because 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!” Naldo answered with absolute certainty.
The cameraman’s hands started shaking, “Don’t tell me that you’re thinking of going to the disaster scene?”
“Let’s go to the scene!” Naldo pointed to himself and the cameraman. With a genuine smile, he said, “I’ll go and tell the editor. As long as we can take a photo of a body, we would be national heroes!”
“How do we both get there?”
“There were a few police and fire brigade volunteers who can send us there,” Naldo said with a smile, and he continued to encourage the cameraman, “Don’t 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! We’ll be hero reporters!”
Naldo waved his arms as he spoke excitedly, so much so that his saliva flew.
The cameraman gulped and said hesitatingly, “Police and firefighters went, but we are heroes? The public would like them better I think.”
“Public?” Naldo sneered. “The public is just pasture of the media. We decide who will eat them. If the people who’re 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!”
“Is it?”
“Yes, as long as a body is found. We will definitely find a body.” Naldo’s tone was firm. “How can we call it a disaster without a sea of corpses?”
