Passing through the relatively chaotic outskirts of the refugee camp, the convoy of armed pickup trucks stopped in front of a concrete wall.
This was the only group of buildings in the vicinity that were all using floodlights.
To call it a group of buildings was a bit of an overstatement—it was just three or four simple two-to-three-story concrete buildings enclosed by a wall.
The main entrance was a double iron gate, and to the right hung a wooden sign that read "Humanitarian Medical Aid Post," with the letters painted in white.
A Red Cross flag fluttered in the night wind above the gate.
The gate was brightly lit, and a group of people in white coats were waiting there, including men and women of different skin tones and appearances, likely from various countries. Experience exclusive tales on freewebnovel
They seemed to have been waiting for quite some time, as a few of the women were rubbing their arms to keep warm.
Seeing Luo KaiXuan on the first armed pickup, a foreign woman in her fifties with short curly hair stepped out from the crowd.
The lady wore round glasses and had a thin face, resembling a medical professor from the movies.
"Hi, welcome, my old friend! And to these new friends, I’m delighted you could come," she said, extending her arms toward Luo KaiXuan with a smile on her face. She spoke in Huaxia language, though it was clearly with a translated accent.
She was very enthusiastic and seemed to have a deep relationship with Luo KaiXuan.
Luo KaiXuan jumped down from the truck bed, also wearing a big smile, and hugged her. He took off his protective suit’s hood and rubbed cheeks with her as a greeting.
"Beautiful Professor Ruosi, I’m so glad to see you again. I salute your selfless dedication in Rohingya," Luo KaiXuan said, showering her with compliments as they separated from their hug.
The elderly woman from France in front of him was a renowned immunology professor, and she had been stationed in Rohingya for four and a half years.
Her goal was to develop a newer vaccine against the four serotypes of the dengue virus here, to make it more effective for a broader range of ages.
The research had been ongoing for four and a half years, and the dengue vaccine had now reached a tetravalent formulation, but Professor Ruosi’s work had yet to stop.
"Oh, thank you for the praise! I’m also grateful that you could come to help us. Your arrival is like holy water bestowed by the Virgin Mary to someone dying of thirst," she responded with a kind smile. "Just yesterday, we were praying for someone to come aid us."
"Haha, so here we are," Luo KaiXuan laughed.
"It’s cold outside, come in quickly, children," Professor Ruosi beckoned to the people who were still in the pickups.
"Everyone, get off, we’ve arrived at our destination," Luo KaiXuan then remembered there were still several people left in the vehicles and hurriedly signaled everyone to do so.
Gu Yu had been waiting for this moment until her legs went numb. If Luo KaiXuan kept chatting with Ruosi, half of the people in the truck would surely catch a cold.
Although Bangladesh doesn’t have a true winter climate, it was still December after all, and the night wind, carrying away the sweat of the day, was quite cold,
especially since they hadn’t brought thick clothing. The only thing that provided decent insulation was the protective suits they were wearing.
Just looking at those foreign doctors standing at the door rubbing their hands together, one could tell they were also suffering from the cold.
The members of the aid team hopped off the vehicles and regrouped.
Some of the doctors who had been here before walked over to greet and chat with the foreign doctors they knew.
For first-time visitors like Gu Yu and Lin Xinyue, they were curiously surveying everything around them.
He hadn’t seen clearly in the vehicle, but after getting out, he noticed the sign above the gate also bore a subtitle — Rohingya Infectious Disease Research Base.
It seemed this Red Cross station had research obligations in addition to providing medical assistance to the refugees.
As for the person in charge, it was likely the elderly woman conversing with Luo KaiXuan, Professor Ruosi.
Conducting medical research in such a place was not something the average person could endure; danger lurked everywhere.
"I’ve prepared some stomach-warming coffee and bread to fill you up, I’m sorry we could only prepare so much due to the lateness of the hour, please don’t mind."
Professor Ruosi was talking while leading everyone to the only three-story western-style building at the center of the station.
It was evident that she was a very hospitable and amiable person.
Everyone followed her into the living room of the western-style building, where a long table at the center was neatly set with the coffee and bread Professor Ruosi had mentioned.
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"Gurgle~" Someone’s stomach in the group embarrassingly rumbled.
Most had not eaten dinner before departure and had endured the cold wind in the vehicle; they were now both hungry and cold.
"Thank you for your kindness; this is plenty," Luo KaiXuan said as he helped Professor Ruosi sit at the head of the table, and the others also found seats and sat down.
"Please, help yourselves! While you’re eating, I’ll take the opportunity to tell you about the current situation in the refugee camp."
Seeing everyone’s eyes locked on the coffee and bread on the table, Professor Ruosi smiled and gestured with her hand that they could start.
Since the leader of the place had spoken, Gu Yu certainly didn’t hold back.
He gently patted Lin Xinyue’s head, which was looking all around: "Time to eat."
Lin Xinyue swiftly turned her head, saw that everyone had started eating, and without a word, began to eat as well.
Perhaps the station’s food supply was also strained; each person only had two slices of bread on their plates, with the luckier ones finding a raisin or two embedded in their slices.
"Are you still hungry? I’ll share one of mine with you," Gu Yu said, seeing Lin Xinyue quickly finish both slices of bread, he didn’t hesitate to give her one from his plate without any further words.
"Hm, aren’t you hungry?" Lin Xinyue asked with a puzzled face, sipping coffee and swallowing bread in small bites.
Gu Yu shook his head: "Not hungry, I have a good constitution."
"Pfft, what does having a good constitution have to do with not being hungry... You’re talking nonsense!" Lin Xinyue pouted; Gu Yu’s excuse was too far-fetched.
She had never heard that having a good constitution meant one could withstand hunger… People who worked out seemed to get hungry faster than normal.
She knew Gu Yu was just saying this out of concern for her.
"No, no, eat up. We don’t know what’s in store for us later, so you need to replenish your strength."
Gu Yu firmly denied being hungry and tore a piece from the slice of bread on his plate, gently stuffing it into her mouth.
His gaze, however, was surveying the surroundings: the living room was brightly lit, and Professor Ruosi had also arranged food for everyone — definitely not a prelude to bedtime rest.
Clearly, there would be other arrangements later, and they might not get to rest for a while.
He was fine; he could endure, but Lin Xinyue was a woman and her constitution was comparatively weaker, which is why Gu Yu wanted her to eat more.
As expected, just as he was guessing what arrangements would come next, Professor Ruosi spoke up.
Professor Ruosi: "Since the day before yesterday, a sudden outbreak of dengue fever exploded in the refugee camp... We still have many colleagues out there treating the infected, but we are severely short-staffed, so I hope you can…"