The night is as dark as ink and dotted with stars.

On the playground, two figures were running vigorously under the dim light. Upon closer inspection, they turned out to be Luo Qianyun and Xu Jia.

In a blink of an eye, they had been at the training base for more than 20 days, and Luo Qianyun could clearly feel her physical improvement.

At the beginning, after a few laps she was out of breath and her legs felt heavy as if they were filled with lead.

And now, she could easily keep up with Xu Jia's pace. Although her breathing was rapid, she still maintained a steady rhythm.

The evening breeze gently brushes across my face, bringing a hint of coolness.

Xu Jia glanced at Luo Qianyun and couldn't help laughing. "I didn't expect you to have made such great progress. I still remember that when we were in the disaster area, you ran like crazy."

Hearing this, Luo Qianyun also smiled, "This means that my training is effective. It's not like I'm over 20 years old and still out of breath when I run, right?"

"That's true. If it doesn't have any effect, wouldn't it ruin your husband's reputation?" Xu Jia teased.

"Even if there is a problem, it's mine. Don't blame him." Luo Qianyun said dissatisfiedly.

They continued running, round and round.

The moonlight sprinkled on the playground, as if covering them with a layer of silver gauze.

Luo Qianyun was adjusting her breathing when she heard Xu Jia's voice from the side, "Qianyun, based on the current situation, I think you have a good chance of being selected."

"It's not certain yet. If a Cheng Yaojin shows up along the way, all our efforts will be in vain." Luo Qianyun said as he ran.

Looking at her, Xu Jia couldn't help but sigh, "To be honest, I thought you would be a little hesitant."

"What are you hesitating about?" Luo Qianyun asked.

"Of course I was hesitant, whether I should be selected or not." Xu Jia said as they finished the last lap and rested with their hands on their knees. "When you met Captain Lu here, didn't you ever waver in thinking about it?"

"Of course I hesitated, but I still felt that I wanted to give it a try. If I succeed, it means it is my responsibility. If I don't succeed, then I have also tried my best." Luo Qianyun walked to the side, picked up the water, and drank a few big gulps.

After letting out a long breath, Luo Qianyun looked at Xu Jia, "So I won't think about this. Let fate decide for me. All I need to do is try my best."

"You're right. No matter how much we think about it, the final decision is not in our hands." Xu Jia.

"There are only a dozen days left, Xu Jia, if you want to be selected, you have to work harder." Luo Qianyun said.

"Need you to tell me? I don't believe I will lose to you." Xu Jia said while playing with the bottle of water in his hand.

"Then let's work together."

"Just keep trying."

…

On the 32nd day of the training, with only 8 days left before the end of the training, Luo Qianyun and his team once again encountered a huge challenge.

This time, the instructor told them the content of the challenge in advance: a simulated refugee camp scene challenge.

This will be their last simulated scenario training, in which they will provide medical assistance under limited conditions in a crowded living environment with scarce resources.

To this end, they have already done a lot of learning, including the geographical environment of the peacekeeping area, simple herbal medicine, etc.

The training rankings for this time are simpler and more direct. The ranking is based directly on the number of "refugees" rescued. If the number is the same, the one with the shorter time wins.

Not only that, every time a "refugee" is rescued, a report will be made...

Luo Qianyun had to admit that the instructors were really mean and they were determined to mess up their mentality.

"Captain Lu, isn't this a bit too much?" An instructor couldn't help but hesitate.

"If you get upset when you encounter something like this, it's easy to get into trouble when you go out," Lu Yunzheng said calmly.

"With this ranking method, there is no guarantee that someone will pick out 'refugees'." Another instructor said that after all, everyone's situation is different, there will always be those who are easy to treat and those who are difficult to treat.

"Then let them choose." Lu Yunzheng.

“…”

At this time in the training base, Luo Qianyun and his medical team were divided into four teams, and each person was taken to a carefully constructed and extremely realistic refugee camp scene.

It is so crowded here that it is almost suffocating. Countless simple tents are closely connected, like an intricate maze.

The narrow passage was crowded with “refugees” with tired faces and eyes full of confusion and fear.

The air is filled with tension and uneasiness. The scarcity of resources is like a heavy shackle, weighing on everyone's heart, making people feel extremely depressed.

The instructor in charge of the scene at the refugee camp pointed to the large electronic screen in front of him and said, "When someone among you successfully treats a 'refugee', his name will appear there for ranking. If you want to know where you rank, just look up and you will see it. But I can remind you that only the top two will be safe."

Hearing this, everyone felt choked.

Going to level 2 is not that difficult.

Therefore, the number of people treated is crucial.

At this time, another person in an instructor's uniform came in. The instructor pointed at them and said, "After you confirm that you have completed the rescue, you need to signal your personal instructor before you go to rescue the next 'refugee'. Wait until your personal instructor has checked the 'refugee' you just rescued and confirmed that your rescue was successful, then you will be considered to have successfully rescued."

"The remaining hidden rules are hidden in the scene. You can dig them out by yourselves." The instructor said no more. He looked at the "refugee camp" with a sharp gaze, "Begin!"

Following the instructor's order, Luo Qianyun, dressed in a neat medical team uniform, also stepped into the simulated refugee camp.

The pressure on one's face, the noisy voices and painful groans all around intertwined together, making one's heart tighten in an instant.

Everyone dispersed tacitly, and Luo Qianyun quickly walked towards the makeshift medical tent, where several "injured" were already waiting for treatment.

An old man was lying on a simple hospital bed, his face haggard, holding his stomach in pain, his forehead covered with fine beads of sweat.

Luo Qianyun quickly stepped forward, picked up the stethoscope skillfully, and listened carefully to the old man's heartbeat and breathing, not missing any slight abnormality.

With solid professional knowledge and rich experience, she judged that the elderly man had a gastrointestinal infection.

At this time, there were only a few medicines and medical instruments on the medicine cabinet in the medical tent, and obviously there were no medicines for the symptoms.

With no other options, she began looking for alternative treatments.

She quickly searched for various solutions in her mind, recalling the emergency treatment methods she had learned.

When Luo Qianyun saw the herbs in the corner, his eyes lit up, and he immediately used the herbs to prepare a medicine to relieve the symptoms.

Seeing that the old man's condition gradually stabilized after drinking the medicine, Luo Qianyun signaled to the personal instructor.

At this moment, announcements were made one after another, and everyone's speed was about the same. Some people had successfully rescued the 'refugees'.

Luo Qianyun’s speed was not very fast, she was the fourth one.