As dusk approached, Marcel's shadow grew longer. Turning over the gentle **** in front of him, the familiar town of Graal appeared in front of him.

Looking at the town in front of him, Marcel moved his painful buttocks, and drove the donkey under his crotch over.

On the cobbled road, the crisp footsteps of the donkey are very clear.

After seeing Marcel, the residents of the town greeted him warmly.

"Good afternoon, Monsieur Marcel."

"Doctor Marcel, you're back from your visit."

"Monsieur Marcel..."

In the face of these enthusiastic people, Marcel kept smiling and nodding, occasionally answering a few words.

It's not that Marcel doesn't want to talk to them, but that he still can't recognize them all. Many people still can't name them. How do you ask him to greet each other?

In fact, Marcel can't be blamed for this, because he has only been here for less than a month, so how could he be able to get to know people so quickly. As for why everyone is so enthusiastic about Marcel, who has only been here for a month, we can learn a thing or two from his title.

That's right because Marcel is a doctor, the only doctor in the town.

The town of Graal is located in the northeast corner of Sardinia. There are few barren and cultivated land here, and it is mostly supported by fishing and animal husbandry. There are more than 3,000 people in the town, and there are only a few hundred residents who live in the town for a long time.

The small population and the lack of rich products have also led to the general poverty of the local residents. Therefore, Graal Town is not rich in commerce, and there is only one grocery store.

As for the clinic, it was the Marcel family, and he was the only one who had the qualifications to practice medicine.

The enthusiasm of the people in the town put a lot of pressure on Marcel, because he was just out of school, and he was still a complete novice, so let him take the lead, the pressure must be a lot.

That's right, Marcel graduated from the Genoa School of Medicine. For him who graduated from a non-famous medical school, he didn't know until after graduation that it was hard to find a job. He couldn't get into the national hospital, and private clinics in the city didn't think he was a famous medical school, so many of them didn't want him. It was not easy for someone to ask for it, and he was only willing to let him be an assistant. The assistants here can actually be called apprentices. When the arrogant doctor in the private clinic said that he only needs to eat and live for three years, and that he will only be paid after three years, it was like giving alms.

How could this satisfy Marcel, who was already in debt because of his studies, so after some difficult choices, Marcel joined the medical security service and became a doctor who voluntarily accepted the assignment.

The medical security service plan is designated by the Ministry of Health, mainly to allow medical services to cover every town in Italy, even in remote areas must be able to provide medical services.

As we all know, this medical service also hates the poor and loves the rich, so there are many doctors in big cities, but there may be no doctors in remote areas.

Of course, no one can be blamed for this, doctors are human beings, and they have to eat too.

The Italian Ministry of Health implemented this service precisely because of the lack of medical facilities in remote areas.

Of course, in this service, the most important thing is doctors and funds. In this regard, it can only be said that the Ministry of Health is really not easy.

For a novice doctor like Marcel, the Ministry of Health can only give 180 lire a month.

Of course, this salary is low, compared with the 350-800 lire in the city, there is a big gap. But whoever made Marcel fail to graduate from a prestigious medical school can only take less.

In addition, Marcel's clinic in the small town of Graal is also funded by the government. It can be said that everything except him is given by the government.

Of course, the government will not crack down on aspiring young people like Marcel. He only needs to serve here for five years, and then Marcel will have the opportunity to return to the city and enter a public hospital, which is also part of the reward from the Ministry of Health.

Marcel's clinic is very conspicuous, beside the church in the town, the bright red red cross sign makes it clear at a glance that it is a clinic.

Getting off the donkey and pushing the door, Marcel put down the salted fish in his hand and the medical kit on his back.

"Doctor Marcel, you are back."

Ms. Caroline, the only nurse at the clinic, spotted Marcel immediately.

"Yes, Ms. Caroline, can I have a cup of coffee?"

"Come right away."

The hot coffee was served in front of Marcel, smelling the aroma of the coffee, Marcel asked while putting sugar. "Is there anything going on today?"

Nurse Caroline, who was sorting out the medicines, continued to sort out and replied. "No, there is nothing to do today. Everyone knows that you are going to see a doctor in Kawei Village today, so no one comes today."

"Well, thank you for the coffee you brewed. It's very delicious. By the way, you have some salted fish. They are all sent by enthusiastic villagers. If you want to refuse, you can't refuse."

Nurse Caroline is from a small town. Her husband is weak and sick, and there are children and elderly people at home. Life is very difficult. Marcel can help.

"Then thank you, Dr. Marcel. If you are free, my family would like to treat you to dinner."

"There will be time. I've been driving for half a day today, and I'm too tired."

While the two were talking, suddenly a man rushed in with a nervous expression.

"Is Dr. Marcel there, Dr. Marcel!"

"I am, what's the matter?"

Seeing Marcel standing up, the man immediately stepped forward and took his hand, as if he was afraid that he would run away.

"Doctor Marcel, I'm Andy from Ball Village. My sister-in-law was pregnant and gave birth today, but the bleeding couldn't stop after giving birth. Follow me to have a look."

Hearing what Andy said, Marcel was a little dizzy. He knew the maternal hemorrhage, but he didn't study gynecology, and the teacher in the college only gave a rough idea. And it's too difficult for him, a trainee doctor, to preside over this kind of operation.

Thinking of this, Marcel hesitated a little.

Seeing Dr. Marcel's expression, Andy guessed something, and hurriedly talked about it. "Doctor Marcel, please rest assured that we won't blame you no matter how the treatment goes."

Facing Andy's words, what else can Marcel say now, so he can only bite the bullet.

"Nurse Caroline, prepare hemostats, gauze, anesthetic, candles and other surgical supplies."

"Andy, you wait outside."

Human life is at stake. As a doctor, Marcel is duty-bound to help Nurse Caroline prepare surgical instruments.

The two got ready soon, and Nurse Caroline followed Marcel out carrying the operating box. Anxiously outside the door, Andy also had a donkey beside him, so Marcel heaved a sigh of relief, it was all right.

"You lead the way."

"OK."

The town of Boer Village is not far away, three or four kilometers away, and Andy's house is on the left side of the village.

When Marcel showed up with Nurse Caroline, the anxiously waiting villagers immediately breathed a sigh of relief.

"Doctor Marcel is here, An Nuo is saved now."

In the expectant eyes of the villagers, Marcel came all the way to the bedroom that was temporarily used as a delivery room.

There was a strong smell of blood in the room. In addition to several middle-aged women, there was also a man holding a newborn baby and talking to the patient, but when they saw Marcel, they immediately moved away. .

Marcel saw the bloodless pregnant woman at a glance, and her eyes had begun to look a little dizzy.

"Quick, prepare hot water, candles and mirrors."

Marcel didn't care about other things at this time, and hurriedly asked people to prepare.

"The hot water is here."

A middle-aged woman put a hot water basin in front of him. Marcel continued to ask after washing his hands. "Who was in charge of delivering the patient before?"

"it's me."

A middle-aged woman stood up.

"Tell me about the previous situation, how long the bleeding has been."

Taking advantage of the time to dry his hands, Marcel hurriedly inquired about the patient's condition.

"An Nuo had a stomachache at eight o'clock in the morning. About two hours ago, he gave birth to a baby boy. Then we found that his bleeding could not be stopped at all, so we quickly asked Andy to come to you for help."

After understanding the situation, Marcel continued to give orders. "Now light the candles, and the men go out, and the women come with their mirrors in their hands. Caroline gives me the numbing shot."

The men who were kicked out could only wait anxiously, hoping that Dr. Marcel would bring An Nuo back from death.

An hour or two hours later, the moon has risen to the branches, and there is finally news.

Marcel stumbled out~lightnovelpub.net~Doctor, how is my wife? "

An Nuo's husband hurried over with the child in his arms and asked about it.

"It's not bad, the bleeding has stopped, and the next step is to cultivate well."

Marcel drew cheers and, of course, thanks.

"Thank you, sir, thank you very much."

"It's okay, this is what I should do."

Amidst the chants of thanks, Marcel had a wonderful feeling that it would be great to save a life from death.

There are many people like Dr. Marcel in Italy, who either actively or passively provide basic medical services to remote areas. But in any case, this is good governance, so that the vast majority of Italians can receive basic medical services.

Please remember the first domain name of this book: . :