Hot and seductive

Ling Luo was surprised but also a little curious: "I don't seem to have heard that Master has any friends in South Africa, do you know, big brother?"

Huo Zilong smiled and shook his head.

"That's strange." Ling Luo was thoughtful.

What she didn't expect was that there was something that shocked her even more.

After getting off the plane, many people greeted Mr. Huo here, so that Ling Luo followed the crowd and left. She had to send a message to Wang Xinya who left separately, asking her to find a hotel to stay without waiting for her.

When Chi Youxiao and Shen Tian came out of the VIP passage, they only saw a dense crowd. They didn't know what they were celebrating, or what they were happy about. It might be some kind of ceremony here.

These two people are not people who join in the fun, they just took a glance and left through the special passage, but if they go a little further and look at the people in the crowd, they will find Ling Luo who is not easy to put on.

The place where Ling Luo and the others finally arrived was still some distance from the airport, but these people were willing to come to pick them up under the sun for an hour or two, which is enough to show how much Mr. Huo is admired by them.

Unlike the big cities in Kyoto that Ling Luo has seen, the buildings here are not very tall, and the roads are not that good. Although the living conditions are not too poor, compared to the living standards in China, the life here is considered difficult.

Some places don't even have electricity or water.

"Are you still used to it?" Mr. Huo asked her as soon as she sat down to rest.

Ling Luo smiled and nodded.

When Mr. Huo was in better health, she followed him to the free clinic in the mountains, and also went to Changbai Mountain to find medicine... She can adapt to those conditions. Except for the inconvenient water and electricity, everything is fine here.

Mr. Huo: "In this case, then I will show you around."

"it is good."

The enthusiastic non-Southern people who came to pick them up are preparing meals for them at this time. They have a clear division of labor, washing vegetables, washing fruits, cooking... in an orderly manner.

The people who originally entertained them wanted to lead the way, but Mr. Huo refused. Although he was old, he didn't really want to bother others.

The three of them walked up the slope. The road here was uneven and full of potholes, so they could only walk carefully. Huo Zilong and Ling Luo carefully helped Mr. Huo to walk.

Maybe it’s because of the long-term drought here, the surrounding area is almost full of loess, and there is no decent green plant. There are all kinds of South Africans walking on the road, holding various things in their hands or on their heads, sweating profusely, But with a smile.

When they saw Mr. Huo, they would say hello, sing and dance... with enthusiasm.

"They can speak Chinese!" Ling Luo was a little surprised.

She thought there would be communication barriers, but unexpectedly, many people here can speak Chinese.

Mr. Huo said with a smile: "There are often people from China who come here to travel or support education. Over time, they will also have some."

"Teacher?"

Huo Zilong smiled: "It's those teachers and doctors."

When he said that, Ling Luo understood.

The level of education and medical care here is backward. As a friendly country, the country arranges teachers and doctors to support Africa every year. Thousands of doctors are supported alone. Most of them come to Africa. These people come here, and The people here get along with each other, and it also affects the people here.

"I didn't expect this." Ling Luo sighed.

I lament the strength of my country, and I am grateful for the strength of my country.

Even more unexpected is yet to come.

Ling Luo has always known that there are many stubborn diseases in Africa, which are so many, among which malaria is the most.

Seeing that they were patients from the town hospital or some other hospital, Ling Luo couldn't express his mood for a while. The situation here was worse than she imagined.

Under the repeated invitation of the local doctor, Mr. Huo quickly devoted himself to seeing the doctor, even senior brother Huo Zilong. Ling Luo knew that it was good for him to treat minor ailments in the alley. It was the first time for her to see this kind of scene, so she obediently followed Mr. Huo and listened carefully.

"Come on, you come and give him a needle."

After Mr. Huo diagnosed the condition, he decided to get the needle first to relieve the pain of the patient. He asked Ling Luo to give him the needle.

Ling Luo paused for a moment, asked about the acupuncture plan, and took out the disposable sterile acupuncture needles to prick the acupuncture points one by one.

"The needle doesn't hurt, so you can sleep peacefully," Ling Luo reminded.

Even if he is sick, the patient's eyes will still shine, he will smile sweetly, and say in unauthentic Chinese: "Thank you."

Being so busy, it got dark before I knew it, and I even missed my meal.

Ling Luo supported Mr. Huo to the chair to rest, and his words were full of distress: "Master, do you work so hard every time you come here?"

After several hours of continuous rotation, let alone rest, there is no place to sit down and see a doctor.

"I'm used to it." Mr. Huo smiled: "Are you okay?"

Ling Luo muttered: "The legs are sore."

"Normal. After a few more consultations, you will get used to it."

Looking at the overcrowded hospital, Ling Luo felt panicked in his heart.

This is just the tip of the iceberg. More people can't even afford to live in a hospital because they have no money, so they can only fight at home. In recent years, dozens of doctors stationed abroad have died of illness or battle in South Africa. It is conceivable that this country is therefore How many people died.

Our country has given us so much sense of security that many people think the world is so beautiful until they see South Africa...

Mr. Huo followed her gaze and said calmly, "We can only do our best."

A person's ability is limited, and he cannot be the savior to save all patients. He can only do his best to bring out more inheritors and research more medicines to treat them.

The reason why Mr. Huo brought her here was to remind her not to forget her original intention in the business journey.

Ling Luo also felt something.

Knowing that the bidding was still waiting for her to sit in town, Mr. Huo didn't stay with Ling Luo after dinner.

It was late at night when we arrived at the hotel.

It has to be said that Father Rong is rich, and built a very large and luxurious hotel in Africa, with a lot of star configuration.

Wang Xinya waited for her in the lobby when she received the text message.

"Sister Ling Luo, the room has been prepared for you." Wang Xinya handed her the room card.

"Thanks for your hard work. Is the bidding match going smoothly?" Ling Luo asked.

"Well, it's all going well. I'll let Brother Zhou go to dinner tonight."

Brother Zhou is An Mo's assistant and knows the project best, so he is the most suitable to go.

There are two elevators, one is running upwards, and Wang Xinya pressed the other one.

After a few words, the elevator arrived at the corresponding floor.

Just two steps out of the elevator, Wang Xinya was pulled back into the elevator by Ling Luo.

Wang Xinya didn't know why, but her doubts lasted for a few seconds, because she heard a knock on the door outside the elevator, and then a very familiar magnetic voice.