Surprisingly, when Buck finished the operation of the injured, he also used a shaping splint to fix it and bandage it. He raised his head and saw many Sherpas kneeling and lying near him. Just looking at the hopeful expression, Buck understood the truth: "Are you injured?"

The locals nodded vigorously and moved the crowd away. Then there were seven or eight wounded people who were carried over. They all looked bloody and bloody, but they had a simple bandage to stop the bleeding.

Buck directed without hesitation: "Okay! Let's be there right away, use tarpaulin to make a temporary ward. Is there any firewood? Boil water to disinfect and wash... You two come and help guide them. We will get a temporary treatment point here! Tell them how many wounded people there are, and they can move them all over... Go and command, where is Natasha?"

The top student with an injury on his leg was a little proud: "We saw that the wounded were basically treated on the other side..." He was inconvenient to walk, but it was okay to lean against the side to command and guide. There was no shortage of people here, so there was no command.

Buck smiled: "Of course, when facing disaster, the current foundation of China is reflected." Last time he came to serve as an escort, he observed that in such a large town opposite, China actually covered all military, police, firefighters, and medical personnel. Perhaps it seemed inconspicuous in normal times. Once something happened, he could see it across the river bank, and a completely different situation appeared on the other side.

The soldiers in uniforms were at the most dangerous disaster relief site. Then the police blocked various intersections and sorted out the situation to ensure the stability of the situation. A temporary outdoor hospital was built on the bank of the river. Buck saw medical staff wearing white coats busy on the helicopter, and the fire brigade in the town was cleaning up one by one to find possible survivors.

Compared to the messy side, almost everyone did not know whether anyone came to rescue the capital on the way to come. However, the Chinese people on the other side were very convinced that the superiors must find ways to rescue them.

This is the difference.

At this time, Buck had no distinction between countries. With his mentality of being able to heal the enemy personnel, as long as he is here, he would save some lives as much as possible.

He set out from home and took away two medical kits, one big and one small, to prevent large-scale treatment. According to his daily form of carrying gloves and syringes, it would be fine to perform first aid surgery for forty or fifty people in one breath!

The Sherpas are very hard-working and hard-working. The point is that they don’t know what to do. Now they seem to have a backbone and start the hand immediately. The efficiency of setting up a shed is very high. However, when the customs chief brought a few people to ask Buck, he was blocked by the Sherpas. There are thousands of local people here. They may not dare to rush through the country to seek medical treatment in China, but whoever complains on their own territory will dare to make trouble.

Then Buck, who was about to start the operation, finally saw his wife. The windbreaker on his body was stained with mud, but Natasha smiled happily: "Haha, I finally picked it up and take it back for Katyusha!" Waving a backpack-sized teddy bear in his hand!

Buck's cheeks were a little twitching: "You... went to pick this up in such an hour?"

Natasha took it for granted: "Sweep the battlefield. I look pretty good. I pick it up and give it to Katyusha. She will definitely like it!" She also pointed to the hillside and jumped: "You didn't notice that the two people came out from there. They were their cars and goods were turned out. They had a few wounded people below. Can I choose one of them?" This is really the rule on the battlefield. As long as you win, you have the right to clean the battlefield in the end. That's just to take whatever you want to look at your mood.

But you are now the president of a multinational fitness agency. Is it necessary to spend so much effort to pick up a plush toy that may cost dozens of dollars?

Buck rolled his eyes quietly: "Then you go back to the helicopter and go to rest, or send the two wounded men back to Pearl first?"

The two wounded quickly expressed their opinions: "It's good that you are here, we will stay here to help you..."

Natasha also meant this: "Let me see you do things, I can't finish it for a while, so I'll take them away after I take a break." The steepness here is obvious, and it's still very difficult for her to go up and down.

Buck asked the situation clearly and asked the Sherpas to see the cliff that had been shattered to the edge of the curb. If there were still alive wounded people, they would be carried over and they would start to be busy.

True busyness, tetanus, gynecomast, suppurative infection, squeezing injuries, fractures, these various injuries were simply blooming everywhere. Six injuries were declared to be executed by Buck. Because there were not enough medical conditions here in the past few dozen hours, and I missed the best time for first aid. Although I am alive now, I no longer have to waste resources and energy to treat it. Then I tried my best to save and help more than 30 people, some of whom thought they were minor injuries were actually on the verge of death. Buck asked all the injured people to come and check it out.

Then two others were really lifted from the cliff where Natasha picked up the toys. One was dead and the other was fractured. It is said that there were two dead and one survivor below.

This busyness lasted nearly four hours!

Natasha, sitting on the stone, hugged the teddy bear in her arms, put her childish and mature face on the plush toy's head, and quietly watched her husband busy, as if they had done it many times in Eastern Europe.

Then the girl fell asleep on her knees. Buck, who would secretly pay attention to his wife, saw it, and asked the Sherpa sisters who helped her to take her coat and put it on for Natasha.

Buck, who finally came to an end, felt that his waist was about to be broken!

There is no standard operating table, so I can only bend over to the ground. Of course, the most likely thing is that I have used the waist well at home in the past one or two years?

He held his waist in pain and almost knelt on the ground.

The Sherpas immediately came to support him.

Everyone didn't know each other, and the doctor who landed on this deserted slope in a helicopter was really like a god descending from the sky. Now it felt like saving all living beings.

Maybe this is how the momentum of the Buddhas born in the thousands of families came from. Most Sherpas were simple. Some people just knelt on the ground and started praying. Thank God, thanks to this unknown Bodhisattva...

But Buck was used to it and said with difficulty that he would put himself flat on the ground and rest for a while. But as soon as he lay down, he suddenly heard a sound that seemed to be whispering: "Doctor...Doctor..." He also took turns shouting in English and Chinese at intervals. He heard the momentum, at least the result of hundreds of people shouting together.

Buck was a little surprised and gestured to help himself up with difficulty. The two strong Sherpas simply carried him to the edge. Buck saw the dense crowds of people on the other side two or three hundred meters away waving something, and turned around to signal to the Golden Eagle: "Go to the helicopter and take down my telescope."

This is very convenient. When you raise the telescope, you will see that it seems that a large piece of white paper or the back of the spray cloth is opened on the opposite side. It says in Chinese and English: "Anti-inflammatory drugs?"

Buck immediately understood, especially when he saw that the other party had several large outpost mirrors dedicated to border ports, all of which were looking at him. It was obvious that for the past few hours, he had been treating people here and could see them. Now he was obviously asking if he had any anti-inflammatory drugs.

Compared with the number of people here, there are health centers and doctors and nurses in China, but obviously their drug equipment and quantity are prepared according to common local conditions. This kind of battlefield medicines that focus on treating sudden and large-scale injuries are definitely insufficient. Buck asked the people on his side to find a piece of white paper and wrote on it with a first aid kit marker: "Yes! Do you still need a doctor?" Not to mention what kind of doctors and nurses in a town-level health center can do, just because Buck is basically dressings, powders, etc., I'm afraid he has to go over and explain and guide him.

There immediately responded: "Yes!"

Buck was so staggering that he could not fly the helicopter, he could only wake up the girl who was sleeping soundly on her tummy.

But Natasha woke up with a look of ignorance and pain: "It hurts! It hurts!"

He waved his hand hard to point at his neck: "It's twisted...it hurts so much!"

Buck looked at the teddy bear in her arms in a little surprised. Isn’t this soft guy very comfortable lying on his lie? He quickly reached out to help Natasha with a soothing massage.

The crooked girl grabbed the teddy bear in anger and tore it hard: "What a broken thing! What's inside? It's hard and hurts me!"

Then, as Natasha's actions, the beheaded teddy bear suddenly threw out a stack of red and black banknotes from the neck!
Chapter completed!