Chapter 165 Refugee 2
“Take off your clothes and stand still!”
Doctor Ward ordered Sam who walked into the tent.
"What...what?"
"I told you to take off your clothes."
After receiving the doctor's confirmation, Sam's eyes widened, his dirty face turned red, and he looked embarrassed.
The well-dressed man in front of me looks very kind, but why does he sound like a well-dressed beast when he speaks?
He...he's not going to cheat on me, is he? He and I are both great men!
Looking at Sam's expression, Dr. Ward explained pleasantly: "Don't worry, I'm a doctor, I'm just checking your body."
"Really? ? Then...that’s troublesome, Mr. Doctor.”
Sam's embarrassment still didn't go away, but he still took off his clothes honestly. There was a burning brazier in the tent. It was very warm, so there was no need to worry about catching a cold.
Why do you need to check your body? He asked a little worriedly: "Mr. doctor, if you find any disease, will you be kicked out?"
"Don't worry! If it's a minor problem, we won't care about it. When there is an infectious disease, we will take isolation measures."
"Isolation?" Sam was a little scared when he heard the word, "Are you going to lock us up?"
Wa. Dr. De walked around him wearing a mask, carefully observing every part of his body, and answered:
"That's true, but it's definitely not like treating prisoners, and we will give you medication and treatment, and then we will arrange your future work and life. Anyway, don't think too much."
"Oh oh. "Thank you, doctor."
Sam's heart was relieved and he expressed his gratitude.
Doctor Ward estimated that these refugees had no major problems. After all, they had traveled a long way from the south to the Northwest Bay, and those with problems had already been unable to hold on on the road.
“Okay!”
After the examination, Dr. Ward patted Sam on the shoulder and said, "Young man is in good health. I wish you can live the life you want in the Northwest Bay."
Sam nodded gratefully: "Thank you, doctor! Thank you. Doctor! "
Finally, I have found a solution, and this wandering life is finally coming to an end.
"After you go out, go to the porridge tent to get some food!"
Food? As soon as he heard this word, Sam became energetic. He kept smelling the fragrance, his stomach growled, and he couldn't wait for a long time.
He immediately went to pick up the clothes he had just thrown on the ground, wanting to put them on quickly and get the food.
Unexpectedly, another person in the tent picked up the clothes on the ground faster than him. Like the doctor, the other person was tightly wrapped.
"Sir...my clothes?"
"Oh? I forgot about this."
The man wearing gloves immediately took it out from a big bag next to him A piece of baggage thrown to Sam.
"You put this on first."
After Sam unpacked the bag, he found that it contained a set of cotton clothes, covering the upper body and lower body. It seemed that the stitching was not very particular, but the sewing was quite strong.
So it turns out that this gentleman thinks that he is too sloppily dressed and will affect the appearance of the city when he goes out. Indeed, the suit I am wearing can no longer be called clothes, and it is more appropriate to call it rags.
"Hey! You guys are so thoughtful! I even gave you a set of clothes."
He smiled sheepishly and put on the new clothes quickly.
To be honest, it doesn't fit very well, but it's warmer and more comfortable than mine.
The refugees all came from the south and did not understand the climate in the north. It was the turn of autumn and winter, and they were freezing during the journey.
Sam stretched out his hand to the man wearing gloves, intending to take back his original clothes. After all, he had worn them all the way here, and the clothes were one of the few possessions he had.
The other party had no intention of returning it to him, and said to Sam: "We are going to wash your clothes and iron them with boiling water before returning them to you." Sam was confused: "Use boiling water Hot? Why?”
"Because there is... forget it, I can't explain it to you! Anyway, it will be returned to you eventually. What is your name?"
"Sam, sir, my name is Sam."
"Okay, I've written it down. Go out and get the food quickly, don't delay the people behind you."
"Yes, I'll go out right away."
Sam's heart With doubts, he reluctantly took a look at his old clothes. A man wouldn't just throw them away. That would make him feel very distressed.
Forget it, if the old ones don’t go away and the new ones don’t come in, didn’t I just get a new set?
Gumbo! bread! Here I come!
He rushed out of the tent with a craving for food in his head.
"Tsk, tsk, tsk! Doctor Ward, take a look."
The hygienist plucked Sam's old clothes and complained to the doctor:
"I really want to burn this pile of junk. What's on it, bed bugs, lice, fleas, everything. Look at these white spots, they are all eggs."
Ward The doctor spread his hands and said helplessly: "Don't laugh at people from other places. The health conditions of our people here are not much better." The 'new life movement' that Mr. Lyman calls it can start right away. Ever since I came into contact with the knowledge of microorganisms at Weiss College and became a hygienist, I have been in a state of anxiety."
< br>"Peace of mind, peace of mind." The doctor comforted him: "Hasn't it been like this for thousands of years? And changing a person's concept of hygiene and hygiene habits is not something that happens overnight. Take your time."
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Not everyone is as open-minded as Sam just now, such as in Susan's tent...
"Don't even think about taking away my clothes! This is my only property!"
>A female refugee hugged her old clothes tightly and refused to let anyone move them.
Susan comforted her: "Your clothes...we will return them to you. We just went to wash them, please don't worry."
"No! I don't want to be with this outfit for a moment. Separate clothes. This is the only thing my parents left me... Wuwuwu!”
The female refugee collapsed on the ground and burst into tears, probably remembering something.
Susan was in a dilemma, not knowing what to do.
"Militia!" the health worker next to her immediately shouted outside the tent.
Two men rushed in immediately. The health worker briefly explained the situation. The militiamen took the female refugee's old clothes off the ground and dragged the crying and screaming female refugee out.
Susan asked the female health worker in confusion: "Isn't this... not a good thing to do?"
The female health worker looked at her indifferently and said, "There's nothing wrong with that. Dr. Susan, it's a great kindness for the lord to take in these refugees. If you don't obey the arrangement, you're too ignorant." "It's okay."
Susan couldn't say anything to refute. She would always show infinite sympathy to those unfortunate people, such as those refugees and the girl in front of her.
While training at Weiss College, she learned that there was a special group of women in the class. They were imprisoned by pirates and lived a miserable life for many years. Some of them were even kidnapped by pirates since they were children. Go, the whole childhood was full of misfortune.
It was Arda's navy that rescued them. The Lord arranged for them to study nursing knowledge at Weiss College in order to train them into "hygienists" or "nurses." According to Miss Dias, Lord Count The two new professions proposed are related to saving lives and healing the wounded.
This is nothing less than giving them a second life, and it is precisely because of this that they have a blind and superstitious worship of the lord.
And the girl in front of me is one of them.
Susan sighed inwardly: "Oh, they are all a bunch of pitiful people."
(End of this chapter)