Rebirth of the rich and famous

Chapter 385 Going to Syria

"Ye, send this to Director Wang!"

Hearing the cry, Song Xiaoye took a step forward, took over the heavy medical first aid kit, turned around without hesitation, and trotted to the emergency room next door.

Director Wang, who was sewing up the wound on the patient's head, looked up at her, then lowered his head again, "Scissors..."

With a glance, Song Xiaoye immediately took the scissors from the tray on the side and handed them over.

After putting down the box, someone called her again: "Ye Xiao, come and help me..."

Ye Xiao turned around and ran away, but the patient who had been obediently in Wang Zhuzuo's hands also turned his head, "Hey, your little nurse has the same name as a big star! I don't know if they look the same..."

"Don't move..." After cutting the end of the thread with scissors, Director Wang raised his head and looked at the figure in front of him who was wearing a white coat but still looked slim, with a complicated expression on his face.

Originally thought that these two celebrities would leave after a few days!But I didn't expect that it had been almost three weeks, and they actually stayed.

Let alone doctors, even ordinary doctors would tremble when they entered their emergency center, but these two big stars who didn't look like they could stay in a daze stayed.Moreover, it seems to be getting more and more adapted.Really, this man is really beyond his appearance.

Smiling and shaking his head, he turned his head and saw the ambulanceman running over with a stretcher cart in the hall outside.

With a yell, he led a group of medical staff to the door first.

Liang Weirong, who was on the sidelines following the ambulance on a mission, raised his head and said anxiously, "The injured is an old man who fainted on the street and suffered a head injury. He suspects cerebral hemorrhage or a heart attack..."

"Emergency treatment has been carried out, but the consciousness has not recovered. It should be a brain problem..." Dr. Xu on the other end continued.Pushing the stretcher bed together into the emergency room.

Liang Weirong breathed a sigh of relief, took the water glass handed over by Song Xiaoye, and before he could speak, he heard someone yelling: "Ah, Liang Weirong! I saw the living Liang Weirong..."

Choked by the water, Liang Weirong realized that he had just gone out on a mission and didn't wear a mask on his face, but it was too late to wear a mask at this time.

Fortunately, Song Xiaoye reacted quickly and stood in front of Liang Weirong, "Sir, this is a hospital, please don't shout—be careful, the wound will open..."

Scared by her, the man rushed to touch the freshly stitched wound on his head, Liang Weirong took the opportunity to put on a mask, turned around and avoided going out.

Song Xiaoye looked back, and was about to help the patient out when she saw him staring at her blankly, "Nurse, why do I think you look familiar? These eyes are really familiar..."

Can you recognize him wearing a mask?
Not daring to help anyone anymore, Song Xiaoye nodded, turned around and left, and when they got out of the emergency center and saw Liang Weirong, both of them laughed.

In the past three weeks, the two of them have really experienced the life of a doctor.

Although I dare not say how helpful I was, but when the doctor was treating me, I was already very skilled in handing over an instrument, or helping with bandages.

From being afraid of blood at the beginning, until now when she sees people being sent in with bloody heads, her expression remains unchanged. Even Song Xiaoye doesn't know, how did she develop such courage!

Staying in the emergency center during the day, seeing life and death, injuries and illnesses, but not going home at night, but living in the staff dormitory in the hospital like Liang Weirong.When I have nothing to do, I recite those jerky medical terminology, or read scripts, and a few times I even catch up with a big accident, and I almost rested and was called to the emergency center for help.

After three weeks, they did not look like outsiders who were excluded at first, but gradually integrated into the group.

Work together, rest together, and occasionally in spare time, those doctors can chat with them about interesting things they encountered at work.It's just that there is too little free time like that, and the work of the emergency center seems to be endless.

If you want to find a more lively place than the vegetable market, Song Xiaoye will definitely choose the emergency center.However, probably all the doctors hope that this place will become quiet from the bottom of their hearts, right?

After experiencing life in the emergency center for three weeks, Song Xiaoye and Liang Weirong were transferred to other departments. They didn't stay for long, and each department only stayed for a few hours, but after a round, it took a week .

Compared with the work in the emergency center, the work in other departments can be described as leisurely.

When seeing Director Song, Song Xiaoye couldn't help but ask why they were arranged to go to the emergency center when they first came here?If there is a buffer, it may not be as embarrassing as it was on the first day.

Song Shi chuckled, "If I can't make it through the emergency center, I really dare not take the two of you to Syria for filming!"

Looking at the thoughtful two people, Song Shi said frankly and straightforwardly: "It was scary to see blood and wounds everywhere in the emergency center, but it was a hundred times, a thousand times more terrifying than this on the battlefield! I have already mentioned it when I invited you two, but no matter how much I say, it can’t compare with the real situation——Arong, Ye Xiao, I want to ask one last question, are you sure to participate in the filming of "No Borders"? "

Liang Weirong blinked, then turned to look at Song Xiaoye.

Asking this suddenly, Song Xiaoye thought it was funny at first, but after thinking about it, she became serious.

Song Shi never hid it from her from the very beginning, and there would be some danger in several intense on-site shootings.At that time, she also hesitated, but in the end she still chose to accept this drama.

At the beginning, she shed tears, thinking about Qi Qiran, but after this month's experience of life, she let go of it.

"I have already picked it up, of course I want to take pictures!" She smiled, turned her head, and met Liang Weirong's gaze, "Where is Brother Rong?"

"A woman like you says you're not afraid, so should I still say I'm afraid?"

Song Shi smiled, but did not speak, but played a video for them to watch.

It should be a documentary filmed by war reporters on the spot. Although it doesn't have the effect of the blockbuster, and the camera is even a little shaken, the tragedy is not comparable to the movie.

After watching the video, Song Xiaoye's heart was heavy.

The expression on Song Shi's face was also serious, "What about now?"

Smiling, Song Xiaoye joked, "If you ask me a few more times, I'm really going to shrink back!" Only laughed twice, then held back.

Seeing her expression, Liang Weirong stood up and said with a smile, "Director Song, you can rest assured that we are all professional actors."

Song Shi also heaved a sigh of relief when he heard what Liang Weirong said.

"I don't doubt the professional ethics of the two of you—well, please rest assured that if there is any accident, the crew will definitely give priority to protecting the safety of the two of you..."

"I'm going to make a movie, not to fight..." When sending Song away, Liang Weirong joked with a smile, turned to Song Xiaoye, thought for a while, and then asked in a low voice, "Would you like to see Qiao Xuan?"

See Qiao Xuan!

It's nothing when you don't mention it, but Song Xiaoye just feels her heart beat a little faster when she mentions it.

This month, she only said that she was going to experience life, and she didn't even meet Qiao Xuan once, and she basically only communicated by text messages and phone calls.Now she is going to leave, and she may leave for a month or two...

"No, no need to see you!"

If she met Qiao Xuan, would she not want to go to Syria?
Maybe it will!When Song Xiaoye got on the plane, she still thought so.Wait until you arrive at Damascus Capital Airport, the capital of Syria.

Damascus is a beautiful city, and it is the fourth holy city in Christianity. It is known as "a paradise on earth, a paradise on earth".

"If there is heaven on earth, Damascus must be in it; if heaven is in the sky, Damascus must be as famous as it."

When we got off the plane, everyone was captivated by the exotic beauty.

Classical buildings with typical Christian style and modern mansions are perfectly combined in this ancient city.

Standing on the hill of Salishia on the outskirts of the city and looking down, the whole city is surrounded by greenery, green trees and flowers, winding rivers like jade belts, tall and straight poplars, gardens and orchards scattered in a row, this city is as beautiful as a garden, It is a miracle created by God in the desert, which is in sharp contrast with the vast desert in the distance.

Shuttle through the ancient city, inadvertently, you will smell the tangy aroma of roses.Behind the red flowers and green trees, there are looming white houses and the spiers of the mosque.

If it was dusk, there would be voices calling people out from the minarets of mosques and mosques. Among the cities Song Xiaoye had been to, Damascus was the most religious. Could it be called a holy city?

On the first day of staying in Damascus, the intoxicating beauty made Song Xiaoye feel that this place is like a paradise, quiet, peaceful and beautiful.

It wasn't until the deafening explosion that she woke up from the tranquility she thought.

It was in the square near where they lived. A woman carried a bomb and detonated it. Five people were killed on the spot and more than [-] people were injured.

Song Xiaoye was really frightened when he heard the explosion, and even more frightened when he heard the number of casualties.

Suddenly, she felt that the beautiful scenery she had seen before was just an illusion. In this country, even the capital had become an invisible battlefield, and explosions would happen from time to time, and other places were naturally more terrifying.

Although the area around the square was under martial law, Song Shi managed to take them to the area around the square.Behind the isolation zone, Song Xiaoye's heart trembled a little as she watched the messy place from afar.

The groans of the wounded were disturbing, and the corpse wrapped in the shroud and dragged away was frightening. Those frightened faces and the already numb eyes made Song Xiaoye's heart choke.

I don't know which child lost the doll.

Song Xiaoye picked up the doll that was so dirty that she couldn't see her true colors, she turned her head and looked around, but she didn't see the doll's owner.

Losing a beloved doll, that child will surely cry, right?More likely, he was too frightened to cry because of the horrors he had experienced.

Closing her eyes, Song Xiaoye's hand holding the doll kept shaking, but she never let go of the doll in her hand.

Standing not far away, Liang Weirong had been silently looking at Song Xiaoye, seeing her fragile expression, he couldn't help sighing, and stepped forward, wanting to put her shoulders on her shoulders to comfort her who was frightened.

But he didn't want to, so he raised his hand, and Song Xiaoye had already opened his eyes.

Her eyes were bright and firm, and even her hands no longer trembled.

She doesn't know which one she can do in this country that scares her, but since she has come here, she will never leave before finishing the shooting task.

I have never thought that being an actor is such a great job, but she is willing to use her meager strength to let everyone in the world know what is going on here.

(End of this chapter)