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Chapter 707 The real angel

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    Rahman, Ali Khan and others have long been accustomed to Zhuang Jianye's demeanor of using an excuse to start disembodied 13. To be more precise, the entire world's aviation industry circles now know that Zhuang Jianye is a  A lunatic who pretends to be 13 whenever he gets the chance.

    However, Rahman, Ali Khan and others were still surprised when they saw the Y-15plus with the words "Tengfei Medical" printed on it. They knew that four cargo planes from China were coming today, but they didn't know much about what they were transporting.  .

    After all, the economic and trade exchanges between the two countries have been increasing in recent years. Whether it is import or export for the Pakistani business community, cost-effective Chinese cargo aircraft are a good choice.

    What they didn't expect was that the so-called cargo plane was actually a special plane for medical institutions. There was no way that the big red cross on the vertical tail of the plane would look familiar anywhere. It was precisely because of this that they were surprised.  Could it be that the Chinese cargo plane coming this time was carrying Ascendas Group¡¯s medical clinic equipment and team?

    "Zhuang, this is your medical team?" Rahman asked in surprise.

    Zhuang Jianye shook his head: "No, that's our flying hospital!"

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    ¡°Grandpa Imam, Grandpa Imam~~¡±

    In a village on the outskirts of Lahore, a seven or eight-year-old boy, wearing local clothes and leather short boots, trotted towards a low stone house in the innermost part of the village.  He ran and shouted: "Grandpa Said~~Grandpa Said~~, God sent an angel, your eyes can be saved~~"

    In the stone house, the local religious leader, Mohammed Imam, known as Mullah, was reciting scriptures silently from his own memory with his eyes closed. Opposite him, a dozen people, about four or five years old, were kneeling.  The little boy listened attentively to the enlightenment readings of the imam grandfather in front of him.

    Hearing the shouting outside, the children in the room all looked out of the house curiously. However, as Grandpa Imam coughed, these children turned back obediently one by one and started reciting scriptures with Grandpa Imam again.

    Grandpa Imam did not open his eyes until the footsteps came in. After reciting a verse, he allowed the children to leave. Then he raised his eyelids, revealing a pair of cloudy old eyes, and vaguely saw a figure at the door.  With a kind smile, he asked tentatively: "Is it little Sharif?"

    "It's me, Grandpa Imam. My brother asked me to come to see you. He said that angels have come to Lahore to diagnose and treat patients for us poor people. My brother said that Grandpa Imam's eyes have not been able to see clearly for a long time, so it is just right for the angels to treat him.  rule."

    After listening to the words of young Sharif, the Imam's smile became gentler: "Thank you Nawab. Although I can't see clearly, I thank God for giving me a keen sense of hearing, smell and flexible mind, which allows me to focus more."  Think and tell the Nawab that he is still young and needs to be exposed to more new things outside and accept the test of God, but I don¡¯t need it. Whether it is the United States in the West or the Soviet Union in the East, they are all devils in angel clothing.  , I don¡¯t need their mercy.¡±

    The imam is a conservative in the local religious field and advocates reviving the glory of the Arab Empire more than a thousand years ago. Therefore, he has no favorable impressions of the United States, which pursues oil hegemony, or the Soviet Union, which invaded Afghanistan. He also has no sympathy for the current Pakistani government that embraces the United States.  He didn't have a good impression. Otherwise, given his status in Lahore's religious circles, as long as he revealed his request, the Pakistani officials would arrange for the best doctors to solve the problem.

    However, these profound things are really difficult for the eight-year-old Sharif to understand. He tilted his little head and thought for a long time but still couldn't figure out what Grandpa Imam meant by these words. However, what his brother Nawab told him was  I remembered it clearly, so I put aside what Grandpa Imam said and continued: "They are not angels from the United States and the Soviet Union, but angels from China. My brother said they are angels that can really fly."

    Hearing this, the Imam frowned: "An angel from China?"

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    "Brother, why do you have to come to the airport to see a doctor? Shouldn't you go to the hospital?"

    Two days later, Sharif and the imam arrived in Lahore on a bullock cart in the village. The Nawab who was waiting for them immediately borrowed a jeep to pick up his brother and the imam and went straight to a military airport in the suburbs.

    This puzzled little Sharif very much. When he was a child, his parents and imam told him to go to the hospital to see a doctor, but his brother did not go to the hospital, but ran to the airport. Little Sharif couldn't figure it out no matter how hard he thought about it.

    "You will understand when you see it later. I really didn't lie to you. It is indeed an angel that can fly into the sky." The Nawab did not answer his brother's words, but gave it away with a smile.

    This makes the little Sharif even more curious, let alone the little Sharif, even the one with cloudy eyesThe imam was even interested. He had been talking about angels all his life, but the imam had never seen what an angel looked like.

    In this way, with curiosity and nervousness, the three people quickly arrived at the airport. After passing the security check by the entrance soldiers, the Nawab stepped on the accelerator and drove the car in eagerly. At this time, the young Sharif also  The little head stuck out of the car window and headed towards the airport runway and forgot about it.

    As a result, I only glanced at it. The pair of black eyes opened immediately, and the small mouth went up to become O -type. The cracked cheeks were blushed by the dry climate, which seemed to be excited and incredible.

    I saw four round airplanes parked in an orderly manner on the runway in the distance, each connected by a closed passage to form a complete whole.

    The door at the tail of the plane in the middle was opened, and patients were coming in and out of it. From time to time, there were medical staff in white coats running back and forth. Even Sharif saw a patient being pushed out from inside.  The patient holding an infusion bottle had obviously just completed some kind of surgery.

    If this were a hospital in Lahore, Sharif would not be like this. But the problem is that all of this is done in the plane. Diagnosis and treatment are done in the plane. Sharif only feels that such a situation can only happen in the legends in the scriptures.  , because everything is possible there, but now the legend has become a reality. For young Sharif, who grew up listening to scriptures, its impact is simply unimaginable.

    "Oh, my God, what did I see? Really really I really can't imagine" I don't know how long it took, but little Sharif finally let out an incoherent sigh.

    I heard the imam on the side frowning again and again. This is all the same. Knowing that the old man can't see it, can't he explain it more clearly?

    However, although the imam was anxious, he still maintained the demeanor of a mullah on his face and spoke slowly: "My little Sharif, what did you see?"

    Little Sharif retracted his head and replied with an excited and solemn expression: "I saw legends, angels, yes, the real angels described in the scriptures, who can travel on the wind and help people get rid of pain and suffering!"

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