"What are you doing?"

British observer Winston Williams and others rushed into the room and saw Li Bai withdrawing his scalpel.

Danish observer Zach Kardel was pressed on the bed by two Chinese peacekeepers, and he was almost in trouble.

"Didn't you see the rescue? Go out!"

Li Bai didn't raise his head either.

The scalpel was scratched a few randomly, and the Danish observer's shirt sleeve was broken on the spot, and then he began to debride and disinfect.

Zach Cardell screamed with 75-degree medical alcohol.

"I want painkillers, I want anesthesia, my god, it hurts so much!"

"Quiet, don't yell like a woman. It's so noisy! Bad snacks, shit, garbage, idiot, stupid donkey, scumbag!"

The despicable demon was still using a cotton swab to dip it in alcohol and stabbing it into the wound, then thrust outwards, and then inserted it inwards.

Thrust, thrust, thrust...

So much so that the Danish observer's screams were extremely magical, and the scene was out of control, which made people unbearable to look at them.

"I'm not a scumbag!"

Zach Cadel kept his last bit of soberness and still protested with a stubborn mouth.

"No, you are, you are!"

Li Bai fucked this guy again.

"Ao!~~~~~"

The Danes' protest was suppressed by their own screams.

It confirmed a series of shame such as "bad snacks, shit, garbage, idiots, stupid donkeys, scumbags..."

At the door of the clinic, the scene where the colleagues were completely dominated by Li Da Demon made the other United Nations observers who broke in after hearing the sound all looked like earthy faces and trembled like sieves.

They retreated silently at the same time, deafing Zach Cardell's shrill screams.

"oh!shit, are you shit? Why do you still have maggots on your body?"

"No, I'm not shit! No!"

"So what is this? You're so blind!"

"Ah, maggots, maggots, how come there are maggots on my body, ah..."

When Li Bai picked out a few white and fat fruit fly maggots from the other party, the Danish collapsed.

Half an hour later, Danish observer Zach Kardel walked out with his legs trembling, holding on to the door frame and the wall, staggering, his eyes were in tears, and his face was pale. It was easy to remind people of who swung the rice by this guy.

As soon as the unlucky child saw other observers, he began to cry: "He is a devil, a devil!"

What kind of surgical suture does not give him anesthetics? I almost hurt him to death. I am afraid he will never forget it in my life.

British observer Winston Williams comforted with empathy and said, "Forget it, forget it, it would be great to save your life in the hands of the savage and rude Chinese."

Fortunately, he was not injured and even the oily skin was not broken. Otherwise, he would follow Zach Cardell's footsteps and fall into the hands of the Chinese. He would not survive or die, leaving an indelible psychological shadow.

"I want to complain to him, I'm not a scumbag! I'm not shit!"

The Danes were still tangled with tears in their eyes.

He didn't even expect that maggots would be picked out from his body, which was so terrible!

"Yeah! You're not a scumbag, we all know, let's go, find a place to have a drink, I brought a few bottles of whiskey, hoping that I didn't get blasted by those niggers' bullets."

The British held the Danes' shoulders and said this, but they didn't care.

The fairy tale kingdom is no.1 of the cheating rate in Europe. Half of the population is scumbags, the other half is scumbags, and the one who has not cheated is homosexual.

Zach Kader was called a scumbag by Chinese people, and he was not wronged at all.

If "The Ugly Duckling" cheats on "Toad", don't be surprised, it's just "the toad eats swan meat".

As for maggots, is this Africa?

If you are accidentally parasitized by fruit fly eggs, this unsavvy Danish man.

"This bastard..."

The Danes were fooled away while crying.

As soon as he left, the head of the medical team, Li Feng, came over and asked in a scattered manner: "Li Bai, what did you do just now? Are you killing a pig?"

The Danes' hysterical howls almost spread throughout the medical team, making people almost feel psychologically shady.

"Don't mention it, it's just a coward, a coward. Such a minor injury is called like this, even the little girl is stronger than him."

Li Bai shrugged his shoulders, grabbed the surgical gloves on his hand, threw them away, and threw them into the canister where medical garbage was stored.

"Have you given him anesthetic?"

Li Feng was still half-believing and half-doubted, always feeling that Li Bai was holding it in trouble.

Li Bai pointed to himself and said with confidence: "Just kidding, I am a psychiatrist. Can I abuse drugs that work on the nervous system at will?"

It is absolutely a taboo for psychiatrists to abuse drugs, and their licenses are revoked every minute.

Anesthetics may affect the brain nerves, so they need to be cautious and cautious. Psychiatric Kobe is more stringent than other medical departments.

Once the medication is taken, it means that the situation begins to become serious and the medication has to be used to suppress it.

“…”

Li Feng finally realized that the foreigner's suffering was in vain.

Unless Li Bai is assigned a professional anesthesiologist, if someone else goes to his operating table, he will either be knocked unconscious and have a confused operation, or just grit his teeth and stubbornly, and there is no other way.

But now I went to find so many anesthesiologists, and the only two were in the surgery department, so it was impossible to help this psychiatrist who played guest roles halfway through.

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In the cafeteria, more than a dozen Europeans and Americans looked at the bowls of rice noodles crossing the bridge in front of them with a deep revenge.

In the end, I still couldn’t escape the curse of “cross-bridge rice noodles”!

I almost forgot to say that when Li Bai was making food, he specifically instructed the cooks and soldiers that those UN observers liked to eat bridge rice noodles.

This thing is so tidy!

Prepare the soup ingredients, the rice noodles are easy to cook, and can be cooked directly after almost burning, which is easier than instant noodles.

The meal order was over long ago, and there was not even half a piece of leftover rice, let alone leftover vegetables. They had been cleaned up by the edible soldiers with steamed buns and the juices of the dishes, so it was all easy to wash dishes.

Therefore, only the bridge rice noodles that Li Bai had told me must be eaten. If you don’t eat them, you will have to be hungry and wait until the evening meal.

Even if you don’t feel good about your appetite right now, at most, let the cook help you fry two poached eggs, and there will be no more.

There are standard military rations, but they cannot be used easily as reserves. Somalia is famine, if the supply cannot be obtained, the reserve of military rations is life-saving food, so how can it be taken out casually?

This requires applying, and the leader’s instructions can only be extracted.

But for these foreigners?!

I really like to eat, just get out if I don’t eat it!

The Chinese cooks said they would never be abusive.

There are also two bottles of British whiskey, foreign wine with rice noodles, and a combination of local and foreign countries.

The US military-style jeeps that international observers rode on had some military rations. They only took one bite, and the observers were all indulged in love. The meat was not like meat, and bread was not like bread. What did they eat? It was better to cross the bridge rice noodles!

There was no way, so I had to hold the chopsticks hard and poke it into the rice noodles across the bridge. The movements were clumsy than the other. If the soup accidentally splashed into my eyes, it would be more than just a stimulating eye.

This meal lasted almost an hour. Only when the rice noodles on the bridge were completely cold did these observers have the courage to feast on them and agreed that the rice noodles must be eaten cold to be justified.

There were more and more militants outside the Chinese peacekeeping army camp, gathering more than 300 people, a large area of ​​blackness.

They didn't know where they brought seventeen or eighteen thick and long logs that had not even been peeled off from the bark. They threw them onto the wire mesh with all their strength, and suddenly overwhelmed a large area of ​​the thin wire mesh, and could no longer stop the black people.

These militants cheered, and the pickup trucks and light trucks equipped with steel plates roared and rushed to the front.

"This is the military alert area of ​​the Chinese peacekeeping force, please stop moving forward!"

Translators of the Chinese peacekeeping forces held electric horns and repeated warnings in Somali, Italian and Arabic.

But the militants turned a deaf ear and continued to follow the vehicles on their own, jumping and dancing with their teeth and claws, as if a group of demons were dancing around.

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Chapter completed!