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It was quiet in the thatched house, all the flashlights and oil lamps were turned off, and there was only the light of the color ultrasound machine screen.

Chen Qi and Piette stood face to face and examined their organs one by one. The heart, liver, spleen, lungs, kidneys, gallbladder, and pancreas all showed normal.

Chen Qi's brows were getting more and more wrinkled, so his main focus of inspection was his intestines.

As a result, no obvious lesions were found during the examination from the duodenum to the jejunum, ileum, cecum, appendix, descending colon, sigmoid colon, and rectum.

Even in the colon, there seems to be a small cord-like echo, but because it is so small, it is not displayed as soon as the probe passes over it, and there is no way to determine what it is.

Chen Qi put away the ultrasound instrument, held his chin in his hand, and said in a deep voice:

"Pieter, it seems we are in trouble. Now we can only confirm that there is intestinal obstruction, but we cannot determine what caused it."

Piet also felt the way Chen Qi looked and held his chin with his hand:

"Yes, it seems that I have to go to the hospital for a comprehensive examination. I can only wait for death at home."

The two of them looked at Chief Nguema again.

Going to the hospital, even if you go to the Friendship Hospital and only charge the cost price, is definitely a huge expense for the indigenous Africans.

Nguema was a little embarrassed after hearing this. If it hadn't been for money and he wasn't stupid, he would have sent his daughter to the hospital long ago. Why wait until now?

Who knew that the black girl Luchana raised her head at this time, looked at her father with tears in her eyes, and called softly:

"Dad, I want to live, please..."

Chen Qi and Piet were both moved when they heard these words, and Nguema directly threw the "power weapon" in his hand to the ground:

"Okay, dad will treat you. You follow this Chinese doctor to the hospital for treatment. Dad will figure out a way to pay for the medical expenses. We have a lot of sheep at home. I will make money when I sell the sheep."

Sheep?

Chen Qi, who is a big foodie from China, was very happy when he heard about the sheep. The camp where the Friendship Hospital is located covers a large area, and many areas are still green grassland. How good would it be to raise a few sheep?

It can also help with the diet of the group members. After all, mutton is always better than seafood, right?

"Chief Nguema, if not, all your daughter's medical expenses will be paid for by me. Just give me the sheep. We Chinese like to eat sheep."

Now that Chief Nguema has made a decision, he is also a happy person:

"Okay, when you go back tomorrow, take my daughter and my sheep with you. Will 20 be enough? There will be more."

For the indigenous Africans on the savannah, there are fertile grasslands everywhere, so the cost of raising sheep is very low and very convenient and practical.

However, in this poor country, it is very difficult to sell sheep for cash. After all, there are too many tribes raising sheep and too few rich people eating sheep.

So Chief Nguema wants to sell the sheep to raise money for his daughter's medical treatment. He has to drive the sheep hundreds of miles to a big city, and he may not be able to sell them.

Now when he heard that Dr. Chen wanted the sheep for free, Nguema certainly agreed.

Early the next morning, Chen Qi did not continue hunting. He quickly drove towards Freetown with 5 young bulls and 20 sheep.

In the car, Luciana showed a smile accompanied by her family.
Chapter completed!