Chapter 186 Fanni's outbreak

An Feng is a new doctor. Oh, to be honest, the doctor is just his cover career. His understanding of the doctor industry is not even as good as the assassin industry. No matter what, Kevin said, his lifelong ambition is to be a doctor and a famous doctor. He began to understand the relevant knowledge of this industry since he was a child, so he gave a familiar guide:

"The salary of the Polish is relatively low. Well, generally speaking, the compensation is calculated as follows: first calculate the soldier's annual salary and settle until the date of the soldier's service termination. The soldier has three years of service and will then be transferred to retire. Regardless of the industry he has been in after his transfer, the medical committee pays the average salary in Poland and will be paid until the statutory retirement day in Poland.

Two soldiers died, one was eighteen years old and the other was nineteen years old. The salary for three years of service was added to the battlefield subsidy. Then, from the age of twenty-one to sixty, the average salary for a total of thirty-nine years, plus a little spiritual comfort, the total was more than one.3 million. The medical committee decided to collect an integer and give the other party's family 1.6 million, and then asked the family to sign a letter of commitment to admit that the soldiers died of non-medical accidents. After receiving compensation, the medical department will no longer be held accountable."

After pausing, Dr. Kevin continued to explain: "Fortunately it is not a medical responsibility, otherwise, mental compensation alone may be more than three million US dollars. You know, there is no end to mental compensation. You have to pay the salary of everyone who has been mentally injured and add their treatment costs. In this way, the compensation may be tens of millions or even hundreds of millions."

Oh, Polish law also supports compensation for "mental damage", so the "spirit" of the Poles is not worthless... Fortunately.

The two spent the time chatting, drinking tea and tasting wine. The two of them had the appointment in the afternoon. Dr. Kevin accompanied An Feng to the medical office. Because the death was not a medical accident, the doctors involved did not need to be present in person to apologize and mourn, but they needed to watch the medical treatment results through video accompanied by witnesses - Western medicine left this tradition in order to make every doctor cherish life and respect the rights and interests of patients.

The scene presented by Poland was very serious: an official from the Medical Department of NATO Command brought several military police and NATO military judges, accompanied by local Polish military personnel. Under the witness of the military judge, he held an apology meeting to the families of the two dead soldiers. The apology meeting was held in a Polish conference room, which was a habit of Warsaw Pact left in the past. The meeting should have been held at the homes of soldiers' survivors or in villages. However, the Warsaw Pact organization likes grand and likes to go through formalities, so the apology meeting was changed to the local military conference room.

Before the meeting began, the military judges and military police present needed to sign witness documents to prove that they were on the scene at the time. The doctors involved who watched the scene through video also signed testimonies in different places around the world. Among them, some of the doctors involved had finished their service and returned to China and became civilians.

After the certificate was signed, the electronic text was immediately passed to the medical committee. The latter collected all the doctors' testimonials and immediately issued an instruction: "It's time to start."

The Medical Department official took a step forward and read the apology... He had just read a few sentences, and suddenly, the military judge who was witnessing next to him lowered his head, looked up his cell phone, then reached out and stopped the Medical Department official: "Please wait, the situation has changed."

A medical department official asked hurriedly: "What changes?"

"The New York Times suddenly published the truth about the death of two Polish soldiers on a large page today, and the headquarters is passing the page..." The military judge attached to the ears of the Department of Health officials and whispered: "There is a report that there is conclusive evidence that the death of two Polish soldiers may be murder."

Stopped, the military judge added: "Reports accused the Neptune security company of assassination of two patrol soldiers

A medical department official asked calmly: "Has the case been filed?"

Judge Jun shook his head gently.

It is afternoon local time in Poland, but it is early in New York. The New York Times, which was released on the same day, just sent to the streets, and even the Iraqi coalition command was waiting to see the page. Now, no one knows what is going on outside.

The Medical Department official shook his apology letter and asked again: "So, has the Medical Commission revoked this ruling."

Judge Jun shook his head gently: "It is impossible to be so fast. Even if the evidence is submitted, the medical committee will need to analyze the evidence within three working days. So..."

The Medical Department official nodded and insisted calmly: "Since that's the case, then - everyone, let's start."

Judge Jun was stunned for a moment and nodded immediately. He took a step back, put his hands behind his back, and stared at the medical department officials with expressionless face to perform his official duties.

Their group came to Poland and were ordered to implement the apology resolution of the Medical Committee. They were just to implement the apology resolution of the Medical Committee. If the Medical Committee decides to revoke the previous ruling, then at most it would be possible to recover the money. But that is another thing, it is the work content of others and has nothing to do with the person currently carrying out the apology task. Therefore, no matter what changes have happened... Oh, the more there is a change, the more we have to end the current work earlier.

"First of all, please let me express my deepest condolences to the soldiers, the families of soldiers, and we have to sadly notify you that your relatives, soldiers, soldiers, and soldiers, were injured in patrol in Baghdad, Iraq, and unfortunately died in the medical office that night.

After careful review and repeated screening, the Medical Committee confirmed that the accidental death was not a medical accident and confirmed that the doctor had no mistake in handling the treatment. However, considering that you have lost your relatives after all, the Medical Committee is willing to do something to relieve your grief...

We know that money cannot buy life, we know that life is supreme, but we hope that the compensation we pay will make you feel that your loved ones have not left in the future and that he still cares about your family.

Yes, this compensation will be measured by the lifelong salary of Soldier XX and Soldier XX. The purpose of our doing so is to make you relatives feel that Soldier XX and Soldier XX did not stop their profession. The Medical Committee is willing to recognize that they are still on duty, working, growing, and growing up, and always at their real age of sixty. Yes, we are willing to continue to pay their salary until they are sixty.

If this salary can improve your life, I believe this is what Soldier XX and Soldier XX hoped during his lifetime. If this can make you feel that your relatives are alive and that although he is in heaven, he still lives in your home and still cares about you. Then, please accept our sincere condolences...

At the same time, please accept our sincere apology from the soldiers - such an accident is not what we want to see. We sincerely hope that your children and your relatives will still live among you..."

At this time, the doctors in the world lowered their heads, put their hands on their lower abdomen, and put their faces with sadness and guilt on their faces to show their respect for their lives. Later, the families of the dead soldier came forward to accept the apology and signed the document to give up the accountability of the doctor... The military judge and military police officer came forward to endorse the letter of letter of complaint, and the cameraman on the scene recorded the video of the whole process, and forwarded it to doctors watching from all over the world in real time.

Finally, a soldier's survivor put away the check and asked carefully: "I just heard that things have changed again

The ceremony was over, and the rest of the time was chat time. No matter what everyone said, it would not be recorded. Therefore, the officials of the Medical Department and the Military Judge seemed very relaxed and had a kind tone. When the Military Judge came forward to tell the matter, the survivors took out their cell phones. Those who could understand English immediately browse the New York Times on the Internet. Those who could not understand English were eager to wait for others to explain.

On the third page of the New York Times, the large page published insider news written by war correspondent Fanny Davis, which pointed to the Aquaman Fork Security Company, which was plagued by "rumors of bribery" some time ago. The report claimed that there was conclusive evidence that the Aquaman Fork Security Company was suspected of murder.

The report said: There is sufficient evidence to prove that two Polish soldiers were convoys of the Sea King Fork Company transporting bribes during patrol and were injured on the spot by the company security guards. For this reason, the two patrol teams almost had a violent fire. Subsequently, in order to silence and eliminate witnesses, the Sea King Fork Company sent people to sneak into the battlefield medical center that night...

War correspondent Vanni claimed that she had received a dispatch order issued by the commander of Aquaman Fork in Baghdad. Although the order did not say what to send soldiers to the medical office, Vanni wrote: "...of course they did not go to comfort the three injured soldiers. No matter what reason they made to defend themselves, in the end: that night, just after Aquaman Fork sent people to the medical office, two Polish soldiers died unexpectedly.

Another surviving soldier... According to his recollection, a nurse came to inspect that night. The nurse was a Ukrainian army nurse and had military origin. She found that the two injured two Polish soldiers had an accident. After she died, she immediately called a doctor to conduct a comprehensive examination of the patient in the same case. The inspection continued until dawn. We cannot be sure whether it was the nurse who was "accidentally", kindly interrupted the murder, but I want to say that the soldier was lucky and he was very lucky.

What’s even more interesting is that in the rumors of bribery, the Aquaman Fork Company claimed that it was ambushed and robbed, and thus lost some of the bribery, but they never mentioned that they had transported some of the cash. The transport convoy that Polish soldiers encountered seemed to have forgotten, and they never admitted that the car was transporting bribery, and they lied..."

In Fallujah's "Fantasy Continent", the live broadcast of the apology meeting ended a few minutes ago. After the Polish survivors received compensation, the matter was settled for the doctor, and there was no need to continue the remaining development - the survivors signed a waived agreement. Even if there was anything, it had nothing to do with the doctor. However, since it was related to the Iraqi garrison, the broadcast on Iraq continued. When Polish survivors asked, the military judge's answer was heard.

After the broadcast was closed, An Feng took out his mobile phone as soon as possible and browsed the news online... Well, these inside stories were revealed by An Feng.

Americans have always been arrogant and did not put this news on the front page. This news appeared in the fourth edition - of course, the fourth edition is also the important news edition.

After reading the news, Kevin breathed a sigh of relief, and suddenly thought: "Harry, the Dr. Harry, our medical center, had an inexplicable shooting on the street. Do you think that shooting will also be related to Aquaman Fork Company? Will it be another silence operation of Aquaman Fork?"

An Feng stretched and replied calmly: "No matter what, 'Aquaman Fork, it's over, they're going to take the blame."

An Feng turned around and walked out, Kevin caught up and kept asking, "Wait, you just said 'Black pot, are you saying: Harry's death not from them? How do you affirm this?"

"I'm not talking about this..." An Feng walked out while perfunctorily. When he walked to the door, he looked up at the sky and said with satisfaction: "What I want to say is: The weather is so good today. Let's go and drink the wine.

Kevin hesitated for a moment and shook his head: "Oh, you'd better go by yourself. The Japanese nurse I like is on duty now. I plan to... well, you know."

"I understand, I understand," An Feng said goodbye with a smile.

The duty hours of doctors and nurses are inconsistent, and it is difficult for nurses who work in three shifts to rest at the same time. So generally speaking, doctors are unwilling to marry a nurse, and nurses are unwilling to get married with a doctor. For example, Juliana, An Feng had several surgeries before, and finally got a one-time break. Then the two found an opportunity to meet, but then An Feng went to the battlefield and the two broke up again. Now his rest is about to end, and the two can only meet at work. According to regulations, they cannot have a private relationship at work.

Juliana returned to the dormitory after getting off day shift. The wounded soldiers An Feng received are now taken care of by nurses. Dr. Kevin went to the day shift, and An Feng could only work at night shifts. Fortunately, there are not many night shifts now. After the patrol team of the Third Armored Cavalry Regiment was besieged, Fallujah's garrison felt that he was short of troops and simply gave up patrol in the mountains. The tracking of "party dues gold" was completely handed over to the new Iraqi government and interested mercenaries... Anyway, the military cannot share the money after recovering.

However, there were many mercenaries ready to move. Many security companies spontaneously formed small teams and continued to go deep into the mountains to find traces of "party dues gold". When they were injured and hospitalized, it was probably still possible to buffer them for a while. Therefore, the Fallujah Battlefield Medical Office was a little idle, and the security patrols in Fallujah City were completely handed over to the Fallujah Security Brigade composed of locals. Their casualties were not under the jurisdiction of the Battlefield Medical Office.

During the whole week of leisure, An Feng was drinking wine, smoking a cigar, hugging Juliana's little sister, and found a CNC machine tool. After scanning the remaining window frames with a computer, he used the modification plan provided by the computer to process the window frames into Arabic-style benches, tables, chairs, bookcases, and wardrobes. The materials of these window frames are hardwood, and even the broken materials can be processed into... an antique Arabic cane crutch.

Juliana also likes these little things very much. Every time An Feng processes something, she can't put it down. For this reason, An Feng had to let her share a wardrobe, a complete set of dining tables and benches, and a set of casual lawn lounge chairs. In the end, she took away a cane and said she wanted to send it to her grandfather. Of course, the mailing fee was very expensive, so An Feng naturally paid the money out of his pocket.

On the weekend, An Feng's furniture modification work was finally completed. The Blackwater Security Company fleet transported An Feng's packaged goods back to Baghdad, and then sent them to Juliana's home in Georgia, An Feng's residence in New York, and her parents' home in China, as well as An Feng's adoptive parents in the UK. Juliana was reluctant to let An Feng make the cane and red sandalwood pipes, she did not let the cane pipes be transported away with the goods and insisted on carrying them with her.

"I want to hand it over to my grandfather," Juliana said.

On that day, she took this cane to the clinic and showed off her colleagues. Kevin, who received the news, immediately ran over despite working hours and looked through An Feng's design drawings very gossip - the things had been sent away, and all he could see was a real photo.

"This..., you said it's Arabic? No, I think it's a bit Danish," Kevin teased.

"Yes, the Ottoman Empire was greatly influenced by Britain. Their Arab court lounge chairs and sofa chairs were designed in Victorian style, but the patterns on them were the patterns that Arabs liked. Oh, they were patterns coiled with various plants and abstract curves..."

Kevin interrupted An Feng and said, "I'll talk about Denmark again."

"I know what you mean. Denmark and Norway are the birthplace of modern minimalist style. What you said is: the design of these furniture has a modern industrial meaning and is full of modern minimalist style. Yes, this is the most efficient transformation solution given by a computer. In order to accommodate the original wood shape, I had to add a little modern minimalist style, but I promise that the pattern on it is definitely Arabic."

Kevin laughed: "Haha, that silly girl Juliana, I believe it's Arabic style... Are you going to buy these furniture? I'm actually very interested in which of your cane. The cane has a cartoonish feel and is equipped with an LPD night light. How did you think of it?"

"Ah, that's because the wood is not long enough. In order to make up the numbers, I can only splice the head of the stick. Unfortunately, I only made two sticks."

Kevin asked casually: "It's okay. I heard you have a jewelry company... Oh, I don't actually care whether the cane comes from Saddam's wood. Do you want to send this design to the jewelry company? Ask them to make one for me and use whatever wood you want. Also, your pipe is also good, and the Arabian snake shape is shaped like a snake. This kind of small wood should be easy to find..."

An Feng's eyes narrowed and he immediately asked: "Who told you that I have a jewelry design company?"

Kevin was stunned, recalled for a moment, and said, "I don't remember. Oh, maybe it was said by any of your little exchange students, right, it was said by Miss Zhang Shuting."

After Kevin said that, he waved his hand: "Okay, I have to go to work, I'll contact you when I look back. Maybe I can... find a piece of remaining wood in that corner, and I'll contact you when I look back."

An Feng stared at Kevin's back as he walked away and smiled slightly - Zhang Shuting didn't know that he had a jewelry company, which he used when he changed his identities with Odney, and even Susanna didn't know.

Speaking of Odney, An Feng remembered his date. Well, now he doesn't care about Kevin's business. Let's pursue this matter later. He turned around and silently put on a local dress, and inserted a small pistol around his waist. Argyle stared at An Feng to change his clothes and asked, "Don't you want me to accompany him? Are you sure? The streets of Fallujah are very dangerous now."

An Feng shook his head and replied: "The communications and contacts are now broken. If I walk fast, only people near the military camp can see me walk out of the military camp. When I get into the crowd, who knows that I am not an Iraqi? Who? And you, your body is too special, and it will be dangerous to walk out of the military camp."

"Do you have to go?" Argyle asked again: "How good is it for us to stay in the military camp?"

"No, Odney said he cracked the mobile phone files of the old Iraqi man and Salvi, and had important information. Cui San also arrived in Fallujah, so I have to go."

"Actually, there is no need to bother with Saddam's party dues anymore. We have enough money." Argyle murmured in a low voice.

An Feng nodded: "I promise you that I will never interfere with the party dues gold. However, Odney may have other gains."

Argyle drooped his head and threw the chef's apron on his shoulders. He walked outside and muttered: "I think, in fact, we have made enough money when we come to Iraq. There is really no need to worry about gold anymore. Gold, I remember you still have a few tons of gold but didn't take action."

An Feng raised his voice and shouted, "Agail, we have made an appointment to never mention this matter, just pretend that matter never exists."

"Okay, OK, I know, I've forgotten it..." Argyle muttered and walked outwards-he was going to the kitchen to help, and he has been enjoying this job lately.

Walking in the "Dream Continent" in a local outfit is a very troublesome thing. Although the soldiers knew An Feng's face and no one would check their ID documents along the way, everyone who met An Feng had to kindly ask and persuade him. Even the members of the Hei Water Security Company in the military camp also persuaded An Feng to cancel his travel plan.

"Doctor Conden, tell us what you need to do. We will do it for you when we go out on patrol. Now there is nothing outside, no supermarket, no gas station, no tavern, only a group of chaotic, angry and violent young people, who are ready to attack any foreigner they dislike, and even those who distribute relief supplies to them must be detained. It is very unsafe to go out at this time."

"It's okay," An Feng said hello while keeping his feet: "I'm about to end my service period, but I have never seen the scenery of Iraq before. I can't go back and tell others what I'm in the barracks all day, and I haven't seen what the street looks like..."

"I really can't understand your thoughts." The mercenaries shook their heads and watched An Feng walk out of the military camp.
Chapter completed!