Chapter 775: Chinese Style

Translator: EndlessFantasy Translation  Editor: EndlessFantasy Translation

“We were forced to accept the surgery.”

“There were only basic disinfection measures in the operating theater. Without a qualified anesthetist, we were forced to undergo surgery in a dangerous environment. Luckily, all of us received treatment.”

“The informed consent forms stated that the surgeries we received would be very dangerous, and the main version was the Chinese version. The two doctors from China performed the surgeries on us.”

Naldo did not find any corpses. In fact, he did not even leave the ward area. The ladies from Cuba Town did not want to push him far away. After he underwent the hemorrhoid surgery, Naldo’s posture of lying down was even adjusted properly.

In this kind of environment, Naldo did not have any other choice except making himself sound worse off than he really was.

The reporters started to feel excited. Some people saw Ma Yanlin, who was dressed in a white coat, and they immediately brought their cameramen over before they shouted, “Doctor, could you please comment anything regarding the surgical environment during the disaster that they mentioned just now?”

An official interpreter translated the Portuguese into English.

Ma Yanlin had a hard time understanding what the interpreter said, and he said, “The severely wounded patients have been sent to the helicopter. We saved some lives, and we’ve also appeased some patients. That’s the general gist of what happened.”

The South Americans were already used to hyperboles, and hence, Ma Yanlin’s explanation was very plain.

A reporter was still not satisfied, and he continued asking, “How many severely wounded patients were there, and how were their conditions?”

“Traumatic injuries were the more severe parts of injuries the patients suffered. Besides, there’s a patient who might be suffering from PTSD, so his mental state is not stable. We’ve put in a lot of time and effort to treat him…” Ma Yanlin slowly answered.

He was still acting in the style of China, and the main direction of his conversation was about the difficult surgeries that he worked for recently.

But the reporters did not like to hear about this, so they kept asking, “How about these men? How would you comment on Mister Naldo’s condition?”

“It’s just a small problem.” Ma Yanlin recalled for a while before he remembered Naldo.

“Just a small problem? We heard he had three toes severed.” The reporter still kept asking relentlessly.

At this time, Selena tugged Ma Yanlin and said, “Doctor Ma, you may leave for work. I will answer the questions from the reporters.”

As she spoke, Selena moved to the front desk and said, “For surgeons, treating severed toes is considered a small problem, and they also find that Mister Naldo’s severed toes are just a small problem as well.”

“Mister Naldo doesn’t just have an injury to his toes, right?” The reporters looked at Naldo, who was supported by a crutch.

“Yes.”

“What exactly is it?”

Selena shook her head and said, “I can only say that it’s a common disease among men.”

Selena turned around and left once she finished speaking.

Naldo had just sighed in relief before he immediately found the situation off, so he immediately said, “It’s not what all of you are thinking!”

The reporters’ imagination had gone wild.

“Disasters are really serious.”

“Some patients have gotten some strange diseases?”

“Chinese doctors have saved many patients!”

A few reporters gathered together and started brainstorming. They came from different media stations, but all of them were the obedient sort. At least, they were much better than a reporter like Naldo.

A few of them, who could come to the spot through the helicopter as soon as they could, even obtained permission from their superiors and informants.

At this moment, they were staring at the situation, recording, and making stories.

“Best rescue in history!” This was the compliment for the overall situation!

“Best doctor in history!” This was the response to the investor.

“Zero casualties from the disaster. Story of the flood in Cuba Town!” This was the reply to the local government, and also the second response to the investor.

Naldo supported himself with a crutch and acted as an insurance agent. He walked around the reporters and government officers, listened to their discussions, and showed a scornful look on his face.

“Zero casualties? Did you really know what happened in the hospital?” Naldo remembered what he saw in the hospital a few days ago… Although he did not see any corpses, how could there be no people who died?

After hanging around for a little while, Naldo could no longer hold it. He quietly took out his camera, looked for the signboards, and walked toward the mortuary in the hospital.

..…

A faint aroma drifted over from the lobby in the hospital.

It was still drizzling outside, so the Brazilians who loved barbeque moved their barbeque equipment into the room. Nobody cared whether the barbeque would spoil the white paint over the walls or leave a smell.

All of them cared more about fresh seafood and river food.

Brazil occupied the best part of the Amazon River, so the richness of the aquatic products was beyond all doubt. Deluge brought over not only sludge and danger but also fish that did not fit into the realms of logic. Among them were arowanas, which Ling Ran was slowly getting familiar with, normal piranhas, catfish, and also squid…

They were all caught by the fishing squad, and most of their catch contained fish named “I’m not sure what they’re called, but they’re not poisonous, and they taste pretty good.”

Just like their name, these fish, whose name had been shortened to “Not Bad” had a pretty good taste when they were just roasted with a little salt added.

The new reporters and officers became less tense, and the atmosphere of the party gradually started getting livelier.

Although it was a slightly serious barbeque party, it still made people feel relaxed a little.

It was only at this moment that Ling Ran appeared.

He did not like noisy environments, but an organized barbeque activity was still something Ling Ran could tolerate.

Ling Ran tasted a few pieces of Not Bad before he went to the barbeque pit with beef and waited there quietly.

When it came to authentic Brazilian barbeque, not only must the cow chosen be fresh, the barbeque was also more delicious when the meat was fresher.

Barbequed beef tasted the best when it sparkled with oil and was eaten right after it was taken off the barbeque pit.

“Doctor Ling, this piece is for you.” The chef who was responsible for barbeque took a skewer of beef that he thought was barbequed to perfection.

Ling Ran welcomed himself to it.

The officers and reporters by the side stared at this eagerly, and they could only criticize in their hearts. ‘What’s so great about being good looking?!’

A few patients whose bodies were still wrapped in bandages started to talk.

“Saint, you also worked hard today.”

“Doctor Ling, did you just end your ward round? Eat more meat.”

“Doctor Ling, my mom has just arrived at the hospital. Thank you very much.”

Everyone held a skewer of grilled meat and came forward to speak softly. They knew that Ling Ran did not like to talk, so they chose the same time to talk to him as if they had agreed on a time in advance.

The reporters and officers secretly pondered over it, but they did not speak rashly.

At this time, somebody suddenly said, “I still want to interview the patient with the severed toes, why haven’t I seen him?”

“Don’t bother about him if you can’t meet him. Anyhow, you can still meet him afterward,” someone answered. Then, their attention was immediately directed to Ling Ran. “Doctor Ling, you seem to have built a high level of trust with the patients, right?”

Ling Ran took a bite of the juicy grilled meat. To show that he was busy, he waved his hand, but the reporters and officers around could not help but guess what he meant blindly again.

“This is a sign of humility for the Chinese.” Some Brazilians in the room were already familiar with Chinese culture.

The reporter quickly said, “Then, can I have an interview with you? It’s about China and about yourself.”

“I don’t do interviews.” Ling Ran swallowed the grilled meat and answered happily.

“Doctor Ling is a good doctor who does not pursue popularity,” a Brazilian who cradled his arm answered sincerely.

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