three

What are you looking at

Shen Fang looked at the basket of watermelons and imagined a woman carrying them under the scorching sun of Khartoum. He felt that this gesture was full of thoughtfulness and there was nothing to refuse. After all, it was not just for him, so he shouldered a basket of watermelons and left.

Shen Fang nodded slightly, and the nurse asked him to wait a moment before dragging out a basket of watermelons from the office: "Rose heard that you were coming and asked me to pass this on to you. She went to the government today to submit some materials and cannot come in person to express her gratitude. She said she had nothing else to give and hopes you won't mind; this is what she specially bought yesterday."

In fact, it is not a new matter, yet Li Lan has repeatedly mentioned it several times without growing weary. Shen He understood in his heart that here, the daylight was long and time seemed to have come to a standstill; even the next rain could be remembered for a significant part of one's life.

Wasting resources. Lei Kuan leaned over, did not ask much, and took his piece of watermelon, eating it clean.

Rose

"It's nothing." Shen Fang smiled, pointed at the moon in the sky, and said in a barely audible voice, "April"

After Shen Fang returned to the military camp, he was unable to rest immediately. The supplies and medical materials from the country had just been delivered. After being counted by Li Lan and others, he was responsible for donating them to various medical institutions in Sudan

Rose. Shen Fang frowned; he did not like this name

Shen Fang returned from South Sudan with the Chinese engineers from the second batch of enterprises

Shen Fang recalled that there seemed to be such an incident. After he returned to Khartoum, both Lei Kuan and Li Lan had mentioned it to him. Especially Li Lan, who kept nagging in his ear, saying that it was truly a pity he was not there that day, as it had been a long time since he had seen such a beautiful Chinese woman, who was also a graduate of a prestigious American university and spoke six languages.

"Are you soldiers from the Chinese side?" the other party asked

When Shen Fang returned to the barracks, it was already pitch dark. Li Lan heard that it was Zhao Yimei who had brought the watermelon and happily called everyone to share it.

When Shen returned to Khartoum, he surprisingly felt a sense of returning home... South Sudan was engulfed in war, Somali pirates were rampant, and Nigeria experienced a series of bomb explosions

You also do not know to ask me a question, Li Lan said, "A girl traveled a long distance to volunteer here, and upon disembarking from the plane, she encountered a gang shootout. If Deputy Team Leader Lu and the others had arrived later, she might have died in the car. It is indeed quite pitiful to think about it."

Shen Fang did not respond, sitting sideways with one hand resting on his knee, gazing into the distance. He was handsome, dressed in military uniform, his features sharply defined against the night.

In recent years, the number of university students volunteering in Africa has been increasing significantly, even to the point of creating a trend. Particularly among students from prestigious universities, many view public welfare as a stepping stone to enter the job market, believing that one must venture into the tiger's den to catch the tiger cubs

I did not see anyone," Shen Fang said

He sat by the windowsill, having taken only a bite of the watermelon before setting it aside. He is not accustomed to sweet flavors, especially in recent years; whenever he consumes something sweet, his internal organs feel uncomfortable.

Compared to the more heinous and vicious hell, Sudan can actually be considered a paradise

However, regardless of the starting point and motivation, for those who are willing to leave their comfortable and secure environments and risk their lives, Shen Fang holds great admiration. Moreover, most people engage in public welfare and charity with genuine love and goodwill.

Shen Fang remained silent

How is the little girl's recovery progressing?" she asked Shen Fang

Returning from South Sudan to Khartoum, they almost emerged from the smoke and flames of war. In addition to ensuring the safety of personnel, there were also important documents and some critical equipment.

The newly arrived volunteer, a Chinese national, was involved in a car accident earlier, and it was your troops who rescued her, the nurse explained

On that day, the outdoor temperature in Khartoum reached 48.5 degrees Celsius. When Shen Fang and his group arrived at the hospital, they could almost smell the scent of decaying flesh. In the corridor, wails of despair echoed, and disinfectants and anesthetics were considered luxuries. Most surgeries, including amputations and suturing, were performed directly while the patients were fully conscious. Shen Fang had no intention of lingering in the hospital; after the inventory of supplies was completed, he was preparing to leave when he was called by a nurse nearby.

In this world, such individuals are becoming increasingly rare