One Night Surprise

Chapter 419 I Guess She Resembles Her Father

The kid’s skin was so dark that it formed a strong contrast with the whites of his eyes. Seeing Courtney stretching her arm toward him, the kid thought he was going to get hit, so he subconsciously lifted his hands to shield his head. It was only then did he see from the gaps of his fingers that Courtney was passing the compressed biscuits to him.

As expected, he was startled for quite a while before carefully reaching out to take the biscuits.

Smiling kindly toward him, Courtney pointed at his ankle and then at the cross pendant in front of her chest, signaling that she wanted to help him treat his leg.

However, the kid still did not let down his guard. As if the pain numbed all his pain receptors away, the kid quickly got up and ran away when Courtney was not paying attention.

“I’ve already said that these brats from the refugee camp are all ungrateful rascals. Why do you still bother to care for them?” Chris’ voice emerged from behind.

Courtney did not refute him nor gave him a look of approval but merely lifted her head to look at the sky.

“It’s getting dark soon. Let’s go back to the camp; the director said that there are quite a number of poisonous snakes in the woods.”

“Don’t worry. I have some orpiment; you can take some and apply it on yourself.” Chris wore a concerned look. Thereafter, the two walked side by side back to the camp while chatting.

“The condition here is not very conducive. Those medical staff who have even the slightest connection will not be willing to come here. I haven’t asked you this previously, but I unintentionally read your resume yesterday—why were you sent here since your profession is in child psychology? Did you offend one of the leaders?”

Chris was indirectly trying to get Courtney to tell her story.

Courtney clearly knew that if she admitted it, the next thing Chris would do was definitely to complain about the corrupted health system and ask her to follow him as he would think of a way to send her back to the hospital. Nevertheless, she would not believe these bluffs at all because if Chris really had that ability, he would have sent himself back first.

“Nope.” She denied it and said calmly, “I volunteered to come here.”

“Huh?” Chris was startled. “Why?”

smiled. “Of course, it is to give back to the community and serve the country. Isn’t that how it is promoted in the promotional video to hire volunteers?” After saying that, she lifted the drape of the

Browne, the surgeon at the border’s rescue station, had some conduct issues and

turned completely dark, the rescue

the phone had no signal. The picture on the lock screen was the family picture shot half a year ago before she left. Tina already looked like a young lady, and her eyes turned into crescent moons when she smiled. Standing beside her was a little girl who was about the height of Tina’s

“Are they your daughters?”

She craned forward to glance at

her head. “They both

tell if you didn’t say so. These two girls don’t look like each other at all. The elder one resembles you; as for the younger one… I

mention of this topic, and no

drape of the tent and yelled, “The frontline special forces has sent three injured patients over. Quickly get ready

said that, the other medical staff in the tent immediately sprang up from the bed as if it was a reflex response. Courtney too

bullet is currently stuck at the lower side of his atrium. Both of them need a chest operation. Hazel, you and your team will be in charge of the one with internal hemorrhage. As for Charlie, you may go extract the

and another two surgeon interns

looked carefully at the injuries and said, “Dr. Browne, his leg was injured by an explosion, but

critical than this one,

glance at Courtney and said displeasedly, “How is this not serious? The patient’s condition is clearly critical. If we don’t pay attention

but when she noticed the badge on the patient’s camouflage

the Falcon Special Forces Team. No wonder Chris was so dedicated toward him because no matter how serious his injury was, Chris would be considered performing a meritorious service. Not only would he receive

Chris sure knows how

an hour. Throughout the operation, Chris had asked Courtney to help wipe off his sweat numerous times. It was just a minor operation to clean the wounds, and Courtney knew he wasn’t truly

“Done.”

was bandaged. At that moment, he was still in a coma and just had to get more rest, so Courtney suggested, “Dr. Browne, would you like to go check out the chest operation next door

I’ll look after the