travel starts with photography

Chapter 235
Chen Xing quickly said: "I brought it!"

Domestic wind oil essence, whether it is to repel insects or treat the affected area after being bitten by insects, can be said to be a magic medicine. Chen Xing brought two bottles.

Chen Xing went back to the room to take down the balm, and then looked at the packet after Ford was bitten.

"Uh, you... don't seem to be bitten by mosquitoes?"

"what is that?"

"It should be fleas."

"Really?" Ford asked back, then looked at the red packet himself, and said, "It's possible."

As long as you don't keep pets in modern times, you will rarely see fleas in your life. Chen Xing has been bitten before so he has the impression that Ford has only seen it in textbooks. He has never seen fleas in real life.

No matter what, wind oil essence is always useful.

Chen Xing put the things in his hands, and moved the bed back to the room by himself.

But at this time the man actually spoke English.

At noon, Chen Xing returned to the hotel, and some people who had been out for a stroll came back one after another.

Professor Nobel shouted: "Where are you going after dinner? You can go again in the afternoon, and Chen Xing can still show you the way."

In the past, he should have been a very optimistic person.

Lyfebold looked at Chen Xing carrying the bed upstairs with his hands, and said with emotion: "Chen looks like he doesn't have much muscle, but he is really strong. Do you think he can fight? Bruce Chen?"

Chen Xing has a lot of opinions on the blacks who go to other countries. This opinion comes from their criminal behavior from time to time and the funny remarks made by low-educated people, but he has no opinion on the blacks themselves.

But this kind of poverty, as the professor said, can arouse a photographer's desire to create.

Am I the only one getting flea bites?
After another half an hour, he finally felt relieved. There were people who were bitten by fleas and mosquitoes in the film crew. They just came from the city to this desert-like Africa, and many habits have not changed.

Although her sister didn't speak, she also looked at Chen Xing with big eyes.

When Chen Xing came in, he chatted with them.

African brothers stay in Africa, we are good friends.

Chen Xing also took a picture of this woman.

Just as he was about to leave after paying, a woman came over and grabbed his clothes, looking very young.

Chen Xing also said: "But I'm not a doctor, so it's useless to look for me."

The burns must have lasted for a while, the legs were swollen to at least twice the size of a normal person, the burns below the waist were severe, festered and festered, and the stench Chen Xing smelled was also caused by this.

Fortunately, not far away, just 2 minutes away.

Chen Xing's heart became heavy.

"It sounds good! It sounds good!! Can you teach us how to sing!"

He is a little face-blind to blacks, but she may be considered a beauty in the local area. Her hair is dyed pink and dirty, but it has faded much better now. She is wearing clothes made of red cloth strips. He couldn't pass the inspection, and he wore a lot of rope necklaces around his neck.

He is very good at reading a person's emotions with his eyes.

The way he licked his tongue when he spoke made Ford sullen.

Chen Xing thought for a while, and replied: "Actually, there is no difference, it is also called Apol."

They had two daughters, one thirteen and the other fifteen, who also sat in the kitchen.

The post office here is small, set up in temporary wooden sheds.

Only in the circle where they live, there are two-storey houses made of reinforced concrete.

He seemed to have just woken up, his voice was a little confused and weak, the woman hurried up to explain the situation.

Lifebold said with a smile: "No, I'm going to move the bed outside to sleep tonight, Chen is really a genius."

Chen Xing personally thinks that what is so great about going to Europe is really great when going to Africa.

But if they could go to the hospital, wouldn't they have gone sooner?
He silently pulled up the red plaid again, as if this could save him some face.

Chen Xing went to the hotel kitchen to take a look.

However, it may be that they, outsiders, feel that their life is not good and it is difficult to survive here. The locals living here should not have such an idea.

Chen Xing immediately sighed, shook his head and said to him: "I can't help you, you have to go to the hospital."

Chen Xing shook his head, wanting to leave, but suddenly asked: "Can I take a photo for you?"

Chen Xing nodded and said, "It's okay, I'll just stop by and see, do you need any help?"

"Brother, if you use Huaxia dialect, how do you pronounce my name?"

"I have been injured for a year. If I had the money to go to the hospital, I would have gone to the hospital long ago. Moreover, it is a long way from here to the hospital. We have already been to the clinic here, and there is nothing they can do."

Let's go and have a look, he thought, anyway, I came out today to take pictures of the customs and customs of Sudan, and it would be good to look for material.If that person had a cold, a high fever or something that could be cured by taking some medicine, they also brought some special medicine.

"A good professor... No, no, a good Nobel director."

In Chen Xing's opinion, this man is definitely strong enough. Under such circumstances, he can persist without going to the hospital for a year. The burns are very painful. Even a small scald with boiling water will make people unable to sleep because of the pain. Let alone burn him like this.

It was only about the size of a bedroom. There was no bed. The bed should be the floor on which the man lay, but there was a sofa. The sofa looked pretty good. There seemed to be nothing else, and Chen Xing didn't even see the stove.

This woman doesn't understand English, so she just gestured to Chen Xing to go with her to see something. Of course, Chen Xing didn't go, and wanted to leave after getting rid of her hand. She went to the post office to help pass the message, and the man chased him out. Said.

She also picked up a stone and practiced following Chen Xing's handwriting.

Chen Xing was waiting beside him.

"Hello……"

At least she's not a liar.

The girl was more anxious than him. Seeing that Chen Xing was about to leave, she lifted the quilt and let Chen Xing take a look. Anyway, she had nothing to do, and asking for help from a foreigner was a dead end.

Man is clearly not an emergency.

Due to the reason of crying just now, her eyes are pitiful, but also very clear.

Yes burns!
Chen Xing recognized it immediately.

Before coming to Africa, I said that I would send a postcard to Uncle Feida and the others. Chen Xing sent one to them, and then some friends in China.

The 13-year-old sister was more cheerful, and asked how Huaxia sang the songs. Chen Xing was forced to sing "I Love Yanjing Tian'an M", which was a song that Chen Xing suddenly remembered.

Facing Chen Xing's camera, he forced a smile.

Chen Xing covered his nose, and when his eyes were able to adapt to the environment, he saw a young man lying on the floor, covered with a red plaid cloth. Through the cloth, he could find that his body was different from ordinary people, and his lower body was severely swollen.

It took him half an hour to write all the letters.

Let’s say he is a doctor, so is he, but Chen Xing is just a pre-hospital doctor. He is familiar with all kinds of first aid skills and can save at least 70.00% of emergency patients with sound equipment.

However, there are many foreign currency exchange shops on the street, as well as places to buy train tickets and air tickets, but every shop here is very depressed, either closed, or no one goes in, and flies are everywhere, Chen Xing is very worried. Doubt whether opening a shop here can make money.

"This gentleman, she wants you to see her husband. Her husband is sick and has no money to treat him."

Sometimes it is not a good thing to have better five senses, especially in a place with a particularly bad environment.

The women walked around with things on their heads. A plastic basin, the kind used for children to take a bath, contained the washed clothes, but they were not wrung out. They should be taken home to dry. I can go back.

Chen Xing nodded.

"I'm going to send some too."

The scene is a bit nasty.

The feeling Chen Xing gave here was the same as what he thought yesterday. He felt that he could walk around the city center in a few minutes. There was no place here that could be called a road, and there were exposed yellow land everywhere.

Chen Xing said suddenly: "Shall I teach you how to write your name in Chinese characters?"

"Have."

The strokes are all wrong. It is better to say that I am drawing than writing.

Lefebold stood up immediately.

The man said: "I know, but I can't help it."

Apol's eyes lit up, and he ran to Chen Xing and asked, "Really? Is it easy to write?"

Chen Xing was startled, and subconsciously protected his camera.

Chen Xing asked for directions in English, but most of the locals could only speak Arabic, but a few educated people could still speak English. He asked for the address of the local post office in a shop.

But when he was about to leave, he was caught again, and Chen Xing didn't want to run on the street.

After leaving the kitchen, Chen Xing picked up a stone on the road, then squatted on the ground and wrote the word 'Apol' with the stone.

Fortunately, the land here is not made of concrete, but the same yellow land as the street outside, otherwise Chen Xing would have to find a pen and paper to practice for her.

Ford had nothing to talk about, and sighed: "I'm just wondering how many things that bite people on my bed, don't you have any in your room?"

Chen Xing said: "It's easy to write, come out, I'll teach you how to write on the ground outside."

Chen Xing turned his head, not looking into his eyes, and said, "Don't think about it, it can be cured by going to the hospital."

After a while, the man said: "I know my situation, please trouble you."

The woman is in tears.

The owner of the hotel is named Jiaxia, and her wife is called Ai Li. She should be considered a wealthy local, but the kitchen still does not use natural gas or gas, but a rural earthen stove, and Ai Li is adding fire to it.

Thank goodness the staff here can speak English. Chen Xing never had to worry about the language when he went to a place before. He knew English before going abroad, and the French system gave him French when he arrived in France.

The postcards sold by the post office are not as exquisite as the ones given to girls in small commodity stores. They are basically the scenery of some countries and annual greeting cards, but they are also more representative of a country’s culture.

Lefbold's action was hilarious and everyone laughed.

The black girl was overjoyed, she smiled and led the way, her steps were very happy, and Chen Xing had to speed up her pace to catch up with her.

The burns seemed to be non-fatal at first, and after a little maintenance, they should recover soon after applying the medicine, but judging from the current situation, even if they were admitted to the hospital, the legs would not be able to survive.

Her home is also a small house built of loess and thatch, without windows, so even though it is daytime, the room is very dark inside, and it is almost impossible to see anything clearly, and there is a suffocating smell of decay almost as soon as you step through the door. stink.

As a middle-class Sudanese family, all of their family can speak English.

Chen Xing pointed to the words he had written and said, "Apol, there are three characters in Chinese, A, Bo, Er, can you write it?"

Chen Xing put the bed down and went out with the camera. He wanted to take a stroll in the town.

"Of course, no problem."

"I used to be a demolition worker in a mine. I killed several people in an accident. I did the same thing. My family's money was used to compensate others, and the house was sold. I... I really can't save it. ?"

Chen Xing has nothing to do with this. He is not as good at translation as his predecessors, so he can only translate directly, and Apol doesn't seem to have much room for translation.

This is also a skill.

She sounded a little disappointed.

"Hi, are there postcards for sale here?"

Keep looking at this house.

Therefore, Chen Xing is really not racist.

They obviously didn't encounter such a thing as Chen Xing. They laughed happily while talking about the stories they encountered on the road. Chen Xing thought about it and didn't bring it up. He just said that he went to the post office to buy postcards.

Fortunately, Chen Xing has the knowledge of first aid, and there are many scenes in his memory that are more disgusting than this one.

Chen Xing wanted the girl to lift the quilt, and gestured with her hand.

Chen Xing selected five postcards here.

Although Sudan is very poor, the Sudanese pound is surprisingly strong. You can stay in a hotel for a few dollars for one night, and the hotels are all for foreigners, so foreigners will basically not be short of money.For the locals, ten yuan can buy a lot of things.

Well, Chen Xing sang it twice, and then taught them. My younger sister Gutur is very talented, and she can remember the tune very quickly, but she really doesn’t know Chinese characters. She hums and sings over there. Ask Chen Xing.

Two sisters, one was very excited to practice singing, and the other watched mother cook in silence.

When the emotions come, the chances of making a good film are higher.

This smell irritated Chen Xing's nasal cavity.

Chen Xing left them 10 Sudanese pounds.

Hearing that he spoke English well, Chen Xing said, "You should have studied too, right? Can't you find a job with such good English?"

In fact, after seeing the abnormality under the man's thin blanket, Chen Xing knew that there was nothing he could do.

Fortunately, the little girl was calmed down, Chen Xing remembered what he was going to do in the kitchen, and went in again... At first, he just wanted to come in to see what he had for lunch.

Chen Xing went in and asked.

Ellie stood up and lifted the lid for Chen Xing to see.

Is something like steamed buns cooked in the pot?It's a bit dark, Chen Xing asked, it's a kind of African coarse grains mixed with water, it's actually the African version of steamed buns, I don't know how it tastes.

(End of this chapter)