As the turmoil of war grew more frequent,
Ebola began to ravage this already battered nation.
By spring, Lucas was even busier.
Due to the shortage of medical staff, he started shuttling between refugee camps and Ebola treatment centers.
However, armed militants suddenly launched attacks on treatment centers in multiple cities.
Many doctors were forced to abandon their work and evacuate immediately.
But Lucas was unwilling to leave.
On one hand, the situation in New Orleans was still relatively stable.
On the other hand, there were nearly a hundred patients still in the center.
If everyone left, they would be left to die in their hospital beds.
He and four other doctors stayed behind, adapting to the situation as best they could.
But before long, militants occupied the outskirts of New Orleans, cutting off all roads in and out.
We were trapped.
Under these circumstances, Lucas suddenly sent me a message.
Fintan, I'm heading to the treatment center for a bit.