One Night Surprise Novel

Chapter 419 I Guess She Resembles Her Father

The kid’s skin was so dark that it formed a strong contrast with the whites of his eyes. Seeing Courtney stretching her arm toward him, the kid thought he was going to get hit, so he subconsciously lifted his hands to shield his head. It was only then did he see from the gaps of his fingers that Courtney was passing the compressed biscuits to him.

As expected, he was startled for quite a while before carefully reaching out to take the biscuits.

Smiling kindly toward him, Courtney pointed at his ankle and then at the cross pendant in front of her chest, signaling that she wanted to help him treat his leg.

However, the kid still did not let down his guard. As if the pain numbed all his pain receptors away, the kid quickly got up and ran away when Courtney was not paying attention.

“I’ve already said that these brats from the refugee camp are all ungrateful rascals. Why do you still bother to care for them?” Chris’ voice emerged from behind.

Courtney did not refute him nor gave him a look of approval but merely lifted her head to look at the sky.

“It’s getting dark soon. Let’s go back to the camp; the director said that there are quite a number of poisonous snakes in the woods.”

“Don’t worry. I have some orpiment; you can take some and apply it on yourself.” Chris wore a concerned look. Thereafter, the two walked side by side back to the camp while chatting.

“The condition here is not very conducive. Those medical staff who have even the slightest connection will not be willing to come here. I haven’t asked you this previously, but I unintentionally read your resume yesterday—why were you sent here since your profession is in child psychology? Did you offend one of the leaders?”

Chris was indirectly trying to get Courtney to tell her story.

Courtney clearly knew that if she admitted it, the next thing Chris would do was definitely to complain about the corrupted health system and ask her to follow him as he would think of a way to send her back to the hospital. Nevertheless, she would not believe these bluffs at all because if Chris really had that ability, he would have sent himself back first.

“Nope.” She denied it and said calmly, “I volunteered to come here.”

“Huh?” Chris was startled. “Why?”

is to give back to the community and serve the country. Isn’t that how it

instructor had reminded her even before she came here that Chris Browne, the surgeon at the border’s rescue

sky turned completely dark, the rescue

the pillow, Courtney took out her phone. As expected, the phone had no signal. The picture on the lock screen was the family picture shot half a year ago before she left. Tina already looked like a young lady, and her eyes turned into crescent moons when she smiled. Standing beside her was a little girl who was about the height of Tina’s shoulder. The girl looked exactly like Tina when she was younger. The only difference was that the girl was pulling a long face and had

“Are they your daughters?”

came back after washing up. She craned forward to glance at the picture and asked with a smile,

lifted her head. “They

didn’t say so. These two girls don’t look like each other at

of

the drape of the tent

was a reflex response. Courtney too quickly put away her phone and wore a white coat before following

the symptoms of internal hemorrhage while the other one had a bullet shot into his chest and the bullet is currently stuck at the lower side of his atrium. Both of them need a chest operation. Hazel, you and your team will be in charge of the one with internal hemorrhage. As for Charlie, you may go extract the bullet from the other patient. The rest will follow

selected Courtney and another two surgeon interns to head to the

carefully at the injuries and said, “Dr. Browne, his leg was injured by an

much more critical than this one, so Courtney thought Chris—the most experienced surgeon in the team—should participate in the chest

not serious? The patient’s condition is clearly critical. If we don’t pay attention and cause the wound

Courtney still wanted to say something, but when she noticed the badge on the patient’s camouflage uniform, she clammed up

injury was, Chris would be considered performing a meritorious service. Not only would he

Chris sure knows how to

hour. Throughout the operation, Chris had asked Courtney to help wipe off his sweat numerous times. It was just a minor operation to clean the wounds, and Courtney knew he wasn’t truly sweating

“Done.”

the operation was over, the patient’s leg was bandaged. At that moment, he was still in a coma and just had to get more rest, so Courtney suggested, “Dr. Browne, would you like to go check out the chest operation next door and see if Dr.

guys go ahead. I’ll look