Chapter 1870 Besides Hope, What Else...

"Grandpa told me that since the year I was born, the gunfire in Shige City has never stopped!"

"I haven't seen my father. My mother said that my father was gone before I was born..."

"Mom also left very early, and she hasn't had time to teach me how to read."

"I don't know Arabic. My grandfather taught me my characters. My grandfather only knows Aramaic. I learned it from him."

"Grandpa is a superman, he can find food every time, find a safe place for us to hide."

"But every time I come back, Grandpa is covered in bruises...Grandpa lied to me that it's okay, he fell by himself, I know...it was beaten by someone, because once..."

"Last winter, we hadn't eaten for a long time. Someone offered to buy me a bag of rice noodles, but grandpa refused him..."

"We are located at Red Cross 201, Shige City, Syria..."

...

"A few days ago, we finally arrived at the base, but... when my grandfather sent me here, I was hit in the spine by a bullet. The doctor said that my grandfather was going to die, and that there might be only one person in the world who could save my grandfather, and that was Professor Chen Cang."

"Uncle Dr. Chen Cang, I sold myself to an uncle for 300 Syrian pounds. I used him to write a letter to you..."

"The uncle doctor here said that he only knows that you are in the Second People's Hospital of Dongyang Province, Anyang, China... he doesn't know anything else."

The letter is not long.

But Chen Cang and the others watched for a long time.

Professor He said to Chen Cang: "Professor Chen, this little Aramaic girl probably hasn't learned much, and some of them are translated by my guess... Maybe the translation is incomplete."

Chen Cang took a deep breath, nodded and said, "Well, I see."

To be honest, this letter had a great impact on Chen Cang!

All the time!

Chen Cang feels that China is a developing country, and they need to work hard to improve development in order to have a chance to catch up with those developed countries.

But!

This letter from a little girl in Shige City, Syria, made Chen Cang realize that even peace is still an unattainable dream in other countries, not to mention development!

Every day there is family destruction happening!

To be honest, this feeling had a great impact on Chen Cang.

After reading it, Chen Cang sat on the chair and didn't say anything for a long time.

He knew that it was very possible that he was going to reject this little girl!

A country at war, full of gunpowder and constant war...

Do you want to go to such a country by yourself?

I have a wife!

There are unborn children!

There is also a dream of building Anyang and striving for the rise of the motherland's medicine!

There are a lot of things about him!

He is now the director of the emergency department, the honorary president of Dongyang Medical University, the head of the Chen Cang New Drug Research Institute, the president of the World Gastroenterology Department, the associate president of AATS, and the deputy head of the Central Health Care Committee...

He has a full position, his life is very valuable, very precious!

But……

Chen Cang always felt that there was something uncomfortable in his heart that he couldn't let go of.

he knows……

In my heart, I want to help this little girl and save this old man...

but!

What an adult is best at is analyzing the pros and cons. After thinking about it, Chen Cang felt that he shouldn't go!

Professor He on the side seemed to see Chen Cang's mood.

Laughing and enlightening:

"Professor Chen, you actually receive a lot of letters like this every day. The world is huge and there are many people who need to be saved. You can't save everyone, right?"

"What's more, you don't need to have any psychological burden for this kind of thing."

Chen Cang nodded.

indeed!

I am just a doctor.

Can the common people be saved?

He consoled himself.

Let him forget about it.

It was already four thirty in the afternoon when I left school.

When he arrived at the hospital, Chen Cang felt a little uncomfortable for some reason.

Maybe it was because he felt uncomfortable, so he got up and walked outside.

In the corridor, there are densely packed patients.

There are men, women, old people, children...

There is also the crying child whose parents next door bandaged their broken skin.

"Dad! Mom! Wow... I'm in so much pain!"

"Hey, it doesn't hurt, mommy kisses me!"

"Yes, my child is very brave, I will take you to KFC later!"

"Dad, woo woo...I want Transformers!"

"Good! Buy!"

"Wow, I'm still in pain."

"My dear son, I'll buy you another Ultraman."

...

Listening to the words around him, Chen Cang thought of Syria, which was full of gunpowder and war, and the little girl who wanted to treat his grandfather.

Her name seems to be... Alfaf!

In Arabic, Afaf means... chaste, holy, beautiful!

Chen Cang felt very uncomfortable.

And at this time!

Far away in a refugee camp of the Red Cross in Sikes, Syria.

It is very desolate here.

Ruins are everywhere.

The refugee camp is full of people with no hope in their eyes. They are squatting in the corner, looking at the sky and the wall in a daze.

From time to time, you can still hear fighter jets flying low in the sky like falcons with their wings outstretched to prey on their prey!

Occasionally, the sound of guns and guns can be heard!

However, they have turned a blind eye to these voices, and have even become numb!

Here, anyone who is capable, rich, and able to leave, has left!

People without conditions can only tremblingly guard their incomplete hometowns, cruel battlefields, and miserable lives.

A human life can appear for food!

For a few meals, girls' bodies can be offered at any time!

At this time, in a simple hospital with tents.

Every day new wounded arrive and every day the dead leave!

At this time, a little girl hurried in.

"Aunt Silika!"

Silika is Doctors Without Borders. She has been doing this for more than three years, and she has also been in Syria for one and a half years.

Seeing Afafu, Sileika smiled: "Afafu, why are you here?"

Afaf asked worriedly: "Aunt Sileika, my grandpa...can he still be saved?"

Hearing Afafe's question, Sileika sighed. The equipment and doctors here are not up to the level of this kind of high-end surgery.

Where did they do such an operation.

However, facing this little girl, she could only smile and say, "Maybe there will be a miracle!"

Afafu stretched out his hand, and after counting the number, he said, "It's been a long time since my letter has been mailed out. Uncle Dr. Chen Cang should be able to receive it!"

"If he comes... Grandpa will definitely be saved!"

Sileka sighed immediately when she heard the sound, hugged Alfaf, nodded and said, "That's right, if Professor Chen is here, there must be no problem!"

But……

Why……

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ps: The Virgin Mary does not exist, please rest assured.