At the beginning, you fooled the school flower, and ended up with two babies?

Chinese Embassy in Bangladesh

Luo Kaixuan is in talks with the person in charge of the embassy and Karen, the person in charge of the Bangladeshi reception.

"We ask you to ensure the safety of our medical staff, including accompanying escorts and sufficient protective equipment."

Luo Kaixuan said to Karen in front of him seriously.

"Among the medical staff this time, several are particularly important doctors in our Huaxia. I hope the embassy will also send someone to help."

After talking to Karen, he turned to look at Duan Future, the person in charge of the embassy.

"Luo, what you said, I will arrange it for you tonight, but there is one thing I want to ask for your help. The mayor of Chittagong City needs your Huaxia doctor to give him a treatment. With your assistance before the task is completed."

Karen readily agreed to Luo Kaixuan's request. After she met Luo Kaixuan and his party, she had already reported these matters.

Now the upper leadership should have almost made arrangements.

"That's good, Karen, I believe in your ability to execute, but I still want to ask what disease your mayor needs us to treat?"

Luo Kaixuan nodded. It was not the first time he had contact with Karen, so he naturally believed that Karen was a very capable diplomat.

But he didn't rashly agree to Karen's request, but first got to know the situation.

"Well... Luo, our mayor needs a heart operation in a week, but there are very few senior doctors who can perform thoracic surgery in the whole city... We heard that there is a doctor named Dai in your team. A powerful thoracic surgeon..."

Karen didn't hide it, but directly said the whole story.

Hearing what she said, Luo Kaixuan lowered his head and pondered for a few seconds, then raised his head again with a smile on his face: "It seems that you have already learned about the members of our aid team, yes, there is indeed a top-notch chest A surgical expert, his name is Dai Zhengguo."

"Now that I understand your needs, I will also communicate with him. If he is willing, I can agree to your request."

Luo Kaixuan did not independently claim to agree to Dai Zhengguo, but used a compromise statement.

Karen hesitated for a moment, but finally nodded.

She understands that if an expert of this level is unwilling, there is no way to force him.

Seeing Karen sitting there thinking, Luo Kaixuan shifted his gaze to Duan Future's face.

For this operation, cooperation from the Bangladeshi side alone is not enough. It is better to have the assistance of the local embassy staff.

Duan Future understood what he meant, nodded and said, "Kaixuan, our embassy doesn't have a lot of people here, what we can do is to send you two guides from our own people, who can help you solve your language problems."

Duan Future looked at Luo Kaixuan with embarrassment in his eyes. His embassy is not too big, and apart from the basic operation staff, the strength he can use is very limited.

Unexpectedly, Luo Kaixuan grinned and reached out to pat him on the shoulder: "One guide is enough. This time we have capable people in our team, and the problem of voice communication is not too big."

"You should arrange more supplies for our aid team."

Although Karen has already stated that he will arrange supporting supplies, Luo Kaixuan knows that only Chinese people know Chinese people best, and Duan Future will know what they want.

"Okay, I'll let the logistics department arrange it."

Duan Future nodded and said seriously.

"Then let's stop talking here! I'm going back to the hotel. I haven't had a good rest on the boat these days."

Luo Kaixuan let out a long breath, and finally arranged everything before leaving for the Rohingya refugee camp.

He has been busy with this matter for the past few days, and he is afraid of making a mistake.

Whether or not the people in the rescue team is a big deal this time, but if something goes wrong, he can't go back and explain it.

"See you tomorrow, Rob."

"Kaixuan, I hope you can come back triumphantly."

Karen and Duan Weiwei stood up and shook hands with Luo Kaixuan one by one to say goodbye.

Regardless of career and work, the three of them can be regarded as good friends.

After saying goodbye, Luo Kaixuan put on a mask, hurriedly left the embassy and returned to the hotel.

At the hotel, Gu Yu and his party had been out for a while.

It was only when he came to the streets of Chittagong in person that Gu Yu knew what it means to be messy.

The area near the front door of the hotel is alright, probably because of face-saving projects, the canopy and temporary booths are not allowed to be erected, and it looks spacious and clean.

But 300 meters away from the hotel, Gu Yu felt as if he had dreamed back to the Huaxia 90s.

Passers-by on the street are very plainly dressed, and there are many roadside stalls on both sides of the street that occupy the road, selling familiar and unknown fruits, as well as various handmade handicrafts.

The clothes hanging on the rack are even more ridiculously cheap. The exchange rate between the Huaxia currency and the Mongolian currency taka is about 1:14, and the clothes on the roadside are not more expensive than 300 taka.

"It's so cheap, these clothes... But I don't have the desire to buy them."

Lin Xinyue shook Gu Yu's hand, looking at the prices of those clothes in surprise.

Although the price of these clothes is very low, the style does not meet the aesthetics of most Chinese people. The clothes here are more like pieces of cloth stitched together.

The dressing style here tends to be conservative, with cloth wrapped around the body, a bit like a loose version of a mummy.

So no matter how low the price is, Lin Xinyue has no desire to buy it.

Gu Yu was also very surprised, there are streets that can make women lose their desire to buy?
"I don't want to go shopping anymore..." Lin Xinyue only walked 200 meters, and she pulled Gu Yu to stop.

"Hahahahaha...then what are we going to do next?" Gu Yu couldn't help laughing.

"Let's go over there to play!" Lin Xinyue looked around, and suddenly pointed to an alleyway on the left. There was a prominent signboard on the alleyway, which read——.

"What do you mean?" Gu Yu couldn't understand the Bengali language on the signboard.

"I don't know." Lin Xinyue simply shook her head.

Gu Yu: "...you don't even know what it means, so you have to run to play!"

Lin Xinyue put her hands on her hips, stared at Gu Yu and said, "No way!"

Gu Yu: "Yes!"

Then he turned around and looked at Wu Shaohan, who was carefully looking at a piece of fabric at the booth.

Sensing Gu Yu's gaze, Wu Shaohan put down the cloth in his hand, and followed the direction of Lin Xinyue's gaze to find the signboard.

Seeing the words on the signboard, he raised his eyebrows slightly: "A shooting range? A shooting range in Borneo."

"range!?"

"range!!?"

Lin Xinyue and Gu Yu shouted in unison, while Lin Xinyue was excited and Gu Yu was panicked.

"Okay, okay! Let's go to the shooting range!" Lin Xinyue was very excited.

Gu Yu grabbed her and said with a serious face, "No!"

Lin Xinyue was stunned: "Why?"

Gu Yu: "It's just not possible!"