Purchased A Mr. Right
Chapter 891

In the private hospital in Ice city o

Simon, wearing a green surgical gown, came out of the hospital building. When he moved a little, his cervical vertebra would be painful. The sunshine outside was strong, so he had to narrow his eyes. Being muddled, he couldn't even remember how many days he had been back from Country S.

Beside him was a female nurse holding a medical clip. She reported to him while carefully observing his expression.

After telling the patient's condition and the operation arrangements in the afternoon, she couldn't help saying, "Dr. Chin, you have been working on the night shift and operation without rest for several consecutive days. If you continued to work like this, you would be sick. Why not rest for a few days?"

Simon had always been very dedicated and he was also the idol of all the people in the department of cardiac surgery. He was excellent both in his professional ability and in his sense of responsibility as a doctor. However, he forced himself to work like a machine day and night.

Simon used to be serious when he was working, and his colleagues were used to his attitude in the hospital. But this time when he came back from a short break, the female nurse felt that he became silent and lonely, without any energy...

Simon said lightly, "There's no need!"

No one knew that he had to rely on working non-stop to forget the pain.

After smoking the last mouthful of cigarette in his hand, he threw the cigarette butt on the ground. While grinding it with his leather shoe, he took a new one out of the cigarette box and lit it up. As the white smoke was spat out, he continued to say in a hoarse voice, "The patient who has just accepted the heart valve surgery in bed 22 must take medicine on time after waking up, otherwise, there's a risk of blood clots. Then check the blood coagulation, ahem, ahem..."

As he speaking, he suddenly couldn't help coughing violently.

Simon's cough was very serious. Not only did he bend his back, but also his hand with a cigarette kept shaking. It was a long time before he stopped coughing, and he frowned painfully.

When the nurse saw this, she couldn't help but persuade. "Dr. Chin, you... you'd better stop smoking, okay?"

Simon didn't throw the cigarette away, but asked, "Wylma, did the director come back from the meeting?" "He's already back!" The nurse nodded.

"Mn." Simon replied indifferently.

His handsome and gaunt features were a little hazy behind the smoke, and his eyes were somewhat dim and deep. He seemed to be thinking about something and smoked one after another. Ten minutes later, it was in the director's office.

Simon sat on a comfortable leather chair, with his white gown hanging down. In front of him, the tea cup on the desk was steaming, and the air was filled with the aroma of tea, but he didn't touch it. He crossed his hands in front of his body. After a long silence, he said in a muffled voice, "Director, I want to participate in aid to Tbridge."

Six months later.

Although Country S was richer than other countries, there was still a huge gap between the rich and the poor. In the city, the rich lived in houses and villas, but most of the poor people were still in slums. More than 30 kilometers away from the urban area, there were many slum area next to the highway.

It could not be called a house. In the distance, there were dense wooden sheds, which were casually built with some planks or iron sheets. The top was simply covered with a layer of plastic cloth, on which some stones were placed. Then it became a house to settle down.

"Click!"

Emily gently pressed the button, put down the camera and looked at the picture in the camera.

The abandoned container was transformed into a small hut, with a wire netting on one side. It looked exactly like Hitler's concentration camp for Jews during World War II. A black girl with messy hair crouched in front of the door. Her clothes were full of holes, and she was sewing clothes in her hands.

There was also a piece of black thing next to her hand, like bread, which she took a bite from time to time.

Today, Emily's colleagues came with her to report on some of the life conditions of the lower-class people in Country S. At this time, the interview was basically over. At noon, the sunshine shone in the sky. She couldn't help sighing helplessly.

The children living here couldn't even get enough food for three meals, let alone go to school.

Emily rummaged in her bag and took out all the cash. She beckoned the black girl to come over and put the money in her hand.

The little girl opened her mouth in surprise, and then her eyes sparkled with tears. She jumped with excitement and kept thanking her. She put her palms together and prayed."Miss, Jesus will bless you!" "Thanks." Emily helped the little girl tidy her hair.

Misha, who had finished taking the photos, ran over with the camera on her shoulder. She wiped her sweat and asked, "Emily, are you not used to being in a place like this?"

"It's okay!" Emily shook her head and replied with a smile. "When I was in Ice city, I often went to the orphanage, but they are not as pitiful as the people here!"

"It's all right for adults to live here, but the children living here are really pitiful!" Misha sighed.

Seeing the black girl run back to the container joyfully, Emily stood up slowly. "This kind of situation will happen in any country. There is no way to avoid it. There are many remote and backward places in our country. Many children can't afford to go to school, and they also suffer from hunger!"

Hearing this, Misha nodded and said, "Yes, I remember that one year in college, I and my classmates went to the Tbridge City to work as a volunteer teacher. The children there are very poor! Some of them were only seven or eight years old. They not only had to take care of their younger sisters, but also the elderly in the family. They would go back early to do farm work as soon as the class was over..."

Tbridge City...

Emily was stunned.

When she heard the Tbridge City mentioned by Misha, she couldn't help but think of the person who went to Tbridge City as a volunteer. Her best friend Wendy told her about that...

"Emily, let's go back!" Misha reached out her hand to pull her.

Emily came back to her mind and nodded. "Okay!"

After they came out of the slum, their colleagues returned to the car one after another. When all the people had arrived, they turned back to the city center.

Only after driving for less than two or three hundred meters, the car suddenly shook violently. Emily who was looking down at her phone hit her head on a glass. Fortunately, she responded in time and soon held the handle with her hand.

The driver in front was controlling the steering wheel in a panic, but the car was still shaking. It seemed that the car was running wildly. All the wooden sheds were shaking, and a lot of stones and tires on top of it were all falling down.

"Ah, what's going on!"

Misha, who was sitting next to her, was frightened. Misha took her hand and cried in a low voice.

Emily, who once had similar experience in Yany State, looked out of the window and felt anxious. "It's terrible. It's an earthquake!"