The operating room that Andy and his cousin built little by little in the past two years will also be used to provide medical aid to those injured in the battle. Apart from themselves, only the Guan family, brother and sister, and Mr. Hong know about this place.

exist."

At this point, Mei Xiang blew out a perfect smoke ring, "What? Are you two complaining?"

"No"

Tao Canhua immediately shook his head, "As long as I can kill the Japanese, I can do whatever I want, even if I don't have a reputation!"

"Okay, these are the things I want to talk to you about."

Mei Xiang waved her hand and said, "Cousin, take Canhua up and discuss how to do it in advance."

"Let's go"

Wei Ran patted Tao Canhua on the shoulder, and the two simply turned around and left the room, passed through the soundproof cotton curtains along the dim passage, and climbed up under Andy's smiling gaze.

The two of them returned to the storage room on the first floor one after another. After Tao Canhua said hello to Jasmine who was on guard, he followed Wei Ran into the kitchen.

After opening the back door of the kitchen and letting the sound of rain pouring in, Wei Ran lit a candle and placed it on the small kitchen table.

"How do we do it?" Tao Canhua asked in a low voice with an excited look on his face.

"How old are you this year?" Wei Ran asked an irrelevant question.

"Ten...nineteen, what's going on?" Tao Canhua asked subconsciously.

"I'm an adult...that's fine"

Wei Ran muttered something vaguely under the cover of the pattering rain, and then asked, "Have you been to that area recently?"

"Been there." Tao Canhua nodded immediately.

"Is the water there big?"

"Why isn't it big?" Tao Canhua said immediately, "In many places the water is as high as the top of the wall!"

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Wei Ran subconsciously touched his once-fractured right arm. Now his hands and feet were nimble. Even the only wall that could block them had been leveled by the flood. So even with a rookie, it really wasn't that troublesome.

Looking at the rain outside the window, Wei Ran secretly sighed that the rain was not heavy enough. He stood up and patted Tao Canhua on the shoulder and said, "Go back and rest first. I'll figure out how to start."

"Okay." Tao Canhua also stood up and helped close the back door of the kitchen.

"Aren't you going to sleep in the darkroom on the second floor today?" Tao Canhua couldn't help but asked curiously when he saw Wei Ran walking towards his house on the first floor.

"It turned out that I moved there..."

Wei Ran muttered to himself, then waved his hand, "No, it's starting to rain again. I'd better keep an eye on the first floor to prevent water from flooding in."

"You don't need to stare"

Tao Canhua pointed to the location in the foyer, "There are Pike and Keqin. They've been keeping an eye on them these days. You can go back and rest."

Hearing this, Wei Ran, who had gone to the wrong room, nodded and stopped insisting, and followed Tao Canhua to the second floor.

At this time, children of all sizes were already sleeping next to each other on the floor of the banquet hall on the second floor. There were even a few snoring and grinding their teeth and talking in their sleep.

"You are blessed to have a house of your own."

Tao Canhua raised his finger and pointed to the room that once belonged to Qiushi on the second floor and whispered, "Uncle Meng and I live in the same room, and his snoring can make the roof of the house jump three times."

"How about we switch?" Wei Ran asked with a smile.

"Need not"

Tao Canhua waved his hand and handed the candle lantern in his hand to Wei Ran. He also walked into the room in the dark while holding on to the wall.

Waiting until the other party closed the door, Wei Ran walked into the darkroom. After closing the door, he took off his soaked clothes, lay down on the wire bed, and stuffed the last Qianmen cigarette into his mouth.

There was nothing to say all night, and in the blink of an eye the next day, Wei Ran was woken up by the clanging sound outside the door.

When he put on the trendy clothes and opened the door, he happened to see Yang Ma and Uncle Meng, each holding a big spoon, serving rice porridge to the half-grown children who were queuing up with bowls.

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Beside these two people, Tao Canhua also held a pair of serving chopsticks and placed three pieces of pickle dumplings in each person's bowl.

The boys who had received the porridge, with joy on their faces, lined up and walked into the small restaurant on the second floor. After finding a place to sit down, they quietly drank the thick rice porridge with a spoon.

After this observation, he found that there were 11 young men on the second floor alone, not counting the girls on the third floor.

"Hurry up and wash your face, and then come over for dinner." Yang Ma couldn't help but urge him when she saw Wei Ran standing at the door, dumbfounded.

"Hey! Right now!"

Wei Ran responded and went into the bathroom to wash his face. When he came out, Tao Canhua had already filled him with a bowl of porridge and a small plate of pickles and placed them on the coffee table in the restaurant.

"How many people are there now?" Wei Ran picked up his rice bowl and asked casually while slurping the thick stubble rice porridge, "I was so busy yesterday that I forgot to count."

"Not counting Dogfish and Keqin, there are 15 little boys and 7 girls."

Uncle Meng answered Wei Ran's question without thinking. At the same time, he raised his chin towards a room on the second floor and said with a distressed expression, "Among these dolls, there are four injured boys. The ones upstairs are injured."

There are two movies about girls.”

"I'll go take a look later," Wei Ran responded, following the topic, and then changed the subject and asked, "Do we still have enough food?"

"Enough, enough."

Yang's mother lowered her voice slightly and said with great pride, "It's not my fault, no one on this street has as much food as we have! Don't look at this bunch of girls and boys. They can eat like this for another month.

No problem!”

"That's what I said"

Uncle Meng sighed, "But Miss has been saying in the past two days that she would use half of the food to open a porridge factory for disaster relief."

"I think it's a good thing," Tao Canhua agreed. "When we go out these two days, we can see people begging for food everywhere. Many of them are so hungry that they can hardly stand up."

"I don't think this water will recede for a while."

Uncle Meng looked out the window worriedly, "I'm worried that these children will also go hungry."

"We can't go out to provide disaster relief," Wei Ran said without raising his head.

"Why?" Yang Ma was the first to be unhappy, and at the same time she frowned subconsciously.

Hearing this, Wei Ran did not speak, but just looked at the children eating in the restaurant. Seeing this, the other three also realized something and wisely ended the topic.

After finishing this simple breakfast, Yang's mother also opened the lid of the large pottery pot in which Chinese medicine was boiled, and gave everyone, including Wei Ran, a bowl of Chinese herbal medicine soup to prevent the plague.

After finishing the bowl of herbal soup that was so bitter that it made people cry, Uncle Meng limped downstairs and didn't know what he was doing. Chen Pike and Xu Keqin, who were guarding the water level last night, also had a heavy sigh.

Sleepily, he entered the room where Tao Canhua and Uncle Meng stayed last night.

The young men who had taken the medicine were already holding a toothbrush each, and started brushing their teeth in small groups guarding the big copper basin.

Seeing this, Wei Ran took out his pocket watch and adjusted the time with the clock that was moved to the second floor. Then, at Tao Canhua's reminder, he put on a mask and walked into the room where Yang's mother originally lived.

There was no bed in this room. On the wooden floor, four little boys, who looked to be about fourteen or fifteen years old, were lying.

These four little guys did not include the one with an injured hind foot that Wei Ran found last night. They didn't seem to have any external injuries, but these four were listless and weak.

After some inspections, Wei Ran could only determine that one of them had malaria, but the other three had wet towels on their foreheads, but he couldn't tell what the illness was for a while.

This is really not his fault. After all, he is not from a major. He is still able to deal with traumatic injuries such as amputation, but this kind of illness is really not his strong point unless he has encountered it before.

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He took out four thermometer needles and put them in the armpits of these four little guys.

"How are they doing?" Wei Ran asked.

“This is easy to say if you have malaria.”

Andy pointed at the little guy who was suspected of having malaria by Wei Ran, and said in German, "His symptoms are much milder than when he was brought back. I think he will be fine after taking medicine for another three or four days."

"Where are the other three?" Wei Ran also asked in German.

"The three of them have typhoid fever"

While Andy was explaining, he had already opened the medicine box and took out the glass tube syringe and medicine bottle. "Although Dagmar asked Mr. Walker to arrange for someone to deliver the medicine, when will the three of them be able to heal me?"

I don’t know either.”

"Where are the two girls upstairs?" Wei Ran opened the curtains and asked.

"The one I brought back last night was malaria. It's not a big problem. It's gone since I took the medicine."

Andy replied while busy, "The other one also has typhoid fever. The condition is milder than these ones, and he can almost go to the ground."

Hearing this, Wei Ran secretly breathed a sigh of relief. Fortunately, this time he didn't have to be helpless in front of a sick child like last time.

"When I was preparing to come down, I heard you said that half of the food could not be distributed for disaster relief?" Andy asked in a casual tone while giving one of the children with typhoid a spanking injection.

"My cousin has been keeping a low profile these past two years."

Wei Ran leaned against the door and explained, "Allocating half of the food can indeed save some people, but who dares to bet that it won't attract the attention of someone with a caring heart? If someone with a caring eye catches it, won't the efforts of the past two years be in vain?"

"So you just look at it like this?" Andy asked with a frown.

"This is not a natural disaster, it is a man-made disaster."
To be continued...