"The African people are so enthusiastic!" Looking at the crowd of people, Ye Fan smiled and let out a sigh. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

There are tens of thousands of people in the refugee camp, and almost every family has a sick number, and there are countless major and minor diseases, and it is conservatively estimated that there are at least 1,000 patients! Because of Canty's miraculous recovery, everyone is convinced that these four are miracle doctors from China!

"Line up, all line up!" Ming Luo pulled a few brothers, consciously maintained order, and swarmed forward, do you want the doctor to work?

"Teacher Ye, there are too many patients, do you want to divide the labor?" Qin Qiaoqing thought of the queuing and registration plan in the hospital.

"Yes!" Ye Fan said with a long smile: "Those who need first aid will line up first, and the rest of the patient numbers will be registered, and show me the results." ”

There were too many people, of course, they had to be treated by classification, and in the open space in front of the tent, a long queue was immediately discharged.

On the other side, there are patients who are seriously ill and need first aid, and in the blink of an eye, there are more than a dozen people waiting in line.

Qin Qiaoqing and Lu Qingyu were responsible for registering and organizing the patients, and Ye Fan and Luo Xiaogang acted as the attending doctors and deputies, and quickly put into the treatment work.

The second patient was carried in by two black brothers, who had suffered a gunshot wound to the thigh, which had become ulcerated and inflamed, and if he was not treated in time, he was afraid that his life would be in danger.

"No scalpel, no anesthetic, this ...... What should I do?" Luo Xiaogang was thinking about what was going on when he heard the dying patient suddenly scream, which frightened him and quickly turned around to see what was going on.

Ye Fan grabbed a piece of gauze and was already skillfully bandaging.

"Where's the shrapnel?

"Oh, there!" Ye Fan casually pointed to a tray that was already dripping with blood, and blackened shrapnel and rotten flesh were placed on it, shocking.

This is the end of the operation? It's too fast! I didn't see the knife, how did I do it?

The black patient didn't seem to be bleeding much from his legs, and when he was carried out, his face was already showing some life.

"Next!"

The patient who was brought in this time was a young woman, whose whole body was ulcerated, and her face was full of sores as if she had been disfigured.

"What disease?" Taking the medical record note in the hands of the patient's family, Ye Fan's eyes changed slightly.

Terminal AIDS!

This woman turned out to be in the terminal stage of AIDS!

On the African continent, where there is no means of livelihood, women's most basic survival rights are not guaranteed, and many women have to rely on meat to make ends meet, which has led to the rampant spread of AIDS and turned Africa into a high-risk area of AIDS that everyone fears.

Suffering from this terminal disease, it is at an advanced stage, it is impossible to cure it, and one more day of life is considered to be earning one day.

"Teacher, what should I do?" Luo Xiaogang also saw the handwriting on the note, and began to scratch his head again.

Ye Fan raised his hand to stop his inquiry, and quickly searched for a feasible treatment plan in his mind.

AIDS is the most difficult barrier in the history of human diseases, attacking the body's immunity, and eventually causing multiple infections, multiple organ failure, and death!

In fact, the principle of this disease

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