Chapter 43 The Saints Forced Out
[Stick to Rose Manor before July 14th to prevent the Germans from completely occupying it.
The main mission has the highest priority. Once the main mission fails, all subsidiary rewards will be cancelled. 】
He Chi found himself in a very passive state as soon as he woke up.
He has less than 24 hours left in the real world, and the resources in his hand are only a dozen copper coins. Once he fails in this instance and fails to earn time coins, he will return to the real world. Face the clearing of time directly - that is, the ending of death.
In other words, he can only succeed this time and not fail. Failure means death.
"It seems that I made the wrong choice before. If I don't treat that guy, at least I still have room for maneuver." He Chi patted his forehead with some regret.
There is no room for maneuver at all, he is now being checked on the chessboard.
"He, He, what's wrong with you?! Speak! Tell them quickly that you are not injured and can go together." Christine urged from the side. The lieutenant colonel saw the anxious look on his fiancée's face. His expression and brows were furrowed.
"Sorry, I was thinking about something just now." He Chi had already adjusted from his thoughts. After apologizing to Christine, he turned around and faced the golden cat's handsome fiancé, "Mr. Lieutenant Colonel, I'm not hurt."
"We need to check before we know." When the lieutenant colonel heard this sentence, he thought that the other party was hiding his injuries for fear of death, and the protective look in his fiancée's eyes also made him feel very unhappy.
"No, no need to check, I stay here voluntarily." He Chi raised a hand and took the initiative to stand beside the seriously injured person.
"This is not your decision...what did you say?!" The lieutenant colonel turned his head and stared at He Chi like a monster. He almost thought his ears had heard wrong. He didn't understand this Chinese man. Why would you make such a choice that almost leads to death?
He has been with the marshal for a while. Even the generals are very polite to him at the army headquarters, but he knows that this is not awe of him, but of the marshal behind him. He is like It is the fox walking beside the tiger.
And this time leading the team to act, he found the pleasure of holding power alone for the first time. Just like now, everyone is eager to be chosen by himself to board the road to life, and everyone is afraid of being He was left to become a tragic victim.
The power to manipulate life is sweeter than wine and makes people intoxicated.
But the Oriental in front of him destroyed the drunken pleasure brought by power.
"Sergeant, do you know what you are talking about?" The lieutenant colonel stood up and stared into the Oriental's eyes, trying to see cowardice or insincerity in his words.
But he failed, the Easterner was calm and calm.
"Of course I know. I'll stay here with the wounded." He Chi pointed to his chest and then to the unconscious wounded on the ground.
"He, why? You obviously can!" Kristen ran over and grabbed He Chi's cuffs impulsively.
"If I had a choice, I would want to leave, but I don't! I will be dead if I don't complete this task." This was the true voice in He Chi's heart, but on the surface he just shook his head gently. He shook his head, with a solemn look on his face.
“I have treated more than a dozen people here for so long, and I have taken care of every seriously injured person here. They still have hope, and I really can’t abandon them.”
…… .........
Silence, a silence that could be heard when a needle dropped, He Chi's words were like dropping a stone on a calm lake, causing waves in everyone's hearts.
The tall nurse Margaret covered her mouth with her hand, trying to control her emotions, while the younger Camille's eyes turned red all of a sudden, and Christine's eyes were filled with tears. Emotions ranging from surprise, admiration and shame.
Having said this, let’s just put on a show and do the whole thing. He Chi walked up to a wounded man and held his hand, put his left hand on his chest, knelt down on one knee, and whispered something in French:
"I am determined to do my best. Eliminate human illness, help improve health, and safeguard the sanctity and glory of medical skills. Honor, save lives and heal the wounded, work tirelessly, pursue persistently, and fight for the rest of my life to relieve human suffering. I will never give up on any patient!” (Excerpted from the medical student oath, slightly modified)
Kristen’s mouth opened slightly, Not a single word came out of my mouth.
Tears slipped from the corners of the eyes of a seriously injured man. He could not speak, but he could hear He Chi's words.
"Can we still be considered soldiers? He is like a saint compared to us." Lieutenant Jason, who had not had a good relationship with He Chi before, punched the table and his hand was broken. .
Yes, He Chi is now like a saint in the eyes of everyone.
"Well, now that the volunteers are confirmed, the other people will get on the bus and leave immediately. Act quickly!" the lieutenant colonel urged, unwilling to look at the oriental man again, as if there was a dazzling sun there. , let the darkness in your heart have no way to hide.
"No need! I'll stay too!" A rough female voice sounded, and Nurse Margaret stood up.
"I'll stay. With my size, I should be able to make room for two people." The tall nurse stood next to He Chi.
"I...I...I'm staying too...I also have patients to protect." Camille also raised her hands tremblingly, her legs were still shaking, but the inexplicable courage supported her to stand. Beside He Chi.
"Hey, warrior! Groot, stay!" The giant black man stood up speaking unskilled French.
"Damn! If I leave today, I won't be able to sleep well for the rest of my life. I'll stay!" Second Lieutenant Jason stepped out of the queue.
Then two more soldiers stood up emotionally, and all the positions of the wounded were vacated.
In the end, all the wounded were carried onto the armored vehicle, and Christine finally sat on it, turning back in three steps.
The armored vehicle emitted rumbling black smoke and quickly fled the villa. The soldiers in the vehicle no longer had the same arrogance as when they came. They did not even dare to look back at the villa because everyone present was knocked. A sap, not in the body, but in the faith.
In the car, Christine hugged her suitcase tightly and leaned against the side of the armored vehicle with a pale face. Her hair was blown randomly by the wind, and the blond Persian cat turned a blind eye.
His fiancé Phillips came over, "I know what you are thinking, and I admire him very much, but everyone has different responsibilities. You have more important things to do in the future, so that you can be worthy of him." "Sacrifice."
As if unaware, the girl reached out and opened her sketchbook, which contained what the two parties had said during her interview with He Chi.
The armored vehicle passed a turn and began to slow down.
The blond girl seemed to suddenly make up her mind, jumped down hard with the box in her arms, and instantly rolled into the woods nearby.
Lieutenant Colonel Phillips was shocked and reached out to pull his fiancée, but only tore a page of manuscript paper from her hand.
The above is what Christine herself said:
If justice is sacrificed for victory, then what is the meaning of such a victory?
(End of this chapter)