Chapter 893 It's Not Easy

"That's enough. How can they not have food? But everyone is busy and anxious to save people. They don't have time to eat."

"The main reason is that when they come, there is either no porridge or they are too embarrassed to compete with others for it, so they can only go hungry first."

"Oh, how pitiful."

"We are the only two assigned to be on duty here. It's a bit busy, but it's much easier than others. To be honest, I really want to go to Area D to help."

"Me too, I feel like I can't be of any value here."

Bi Qiaoan: "......How about, one of you go?" If both of them go, she won't be able to handle it alone.

Both of them were tempted, but gave up after thinking about it.

"It's better to stick to your post. You can make contributions wherever you are."

“Contributions come in all sizes, but work is not high or low.”

Bi Qiaoan listened to the two people comforting him seriously and remained silent.

What she didn't know was that Wu Shizhu and Chang Jiarong chose to stay because they didn't trust her and, of course, they were also embarrassed to push the work to a young girl.

"By the way, are there any stoves and pots here? I brought a few medicine bags with me. I can make some medicine for the guards to drink. The kind that can improve their resistance and ensure that they don't catch a cold or fever when they go back and forth."

"Yes, yes, yes, I'll go borrow it right away!" Wu Shizhu said anxiously. Then he ran away.

Chang Jiarong also asked her: "How many packets do you have? If there are more, please send some to the lecture hall."

Bi Qiaoan sighed helplessly: "Just two bags." She wanted to bring more, but there were only so many medicinal herbs at home, and her bags were not big enough. If she brought too many, it would be suspicious.

"That's a pity." Chang Jiarong said.

Bi Qiaoan didn't know whether these prescriptions could be made public, so he didn't say anything.

Seeing her silence, Chang Jiarong smiled and comforted her: "It's okay, there are a lot of people here, at most we can just let them all come over to drink."

Bi Qiaoan nodded: "Yes, this decoction is very effective."

As soon as he finished speaking, he heard a commotion outside.

"They're here. They've brought people back." Chang Jiarong said as he walked out the door. He helped send the unconscious person to the emergency room, and then took the cold and tired guard to their office: "Come, have some ginger soup. The rice porridge isn't ready yet, so we'll have to make do with what we have for now."

Bi Qiaoan hurriedly scooped ginger soup for everyone. The guards were so moved that they cried after drinking the spicy hot soup.

It was too cold outside, so they dared not wear too much if they wanted to move around. They carried the extremely heavy victims to the hospital, sweating profusely. But before the sweat dried, they had to go out again. In and out, the cold and the heat, they felt dizzy.

Bi Qiaoan felt a little distressed when she saw their red eyes. She stirred it and added some soup to the soup.

After Chang Jiarong left, Bi Qiaoan took the opportunity to add some spiritual spring water to the soup. After they drank it, they could also relieve their fatigue and drive away the coldness in their bodies.

Sure enough, after drinking the ginger soup, the guards felt warm. Their minds became clearer and the sweat on their bodies quickly subsided. However, their clothes were a little wet and stuck to their bodies, which was not very comfortable.

A few people put their bowls aside and thanked Bi Qiaoan embarrassedly.

Bi Qiaoan smiled and said, "You're welcome. It's just some ginger soup. If you meet teammates on the way, you can call them over to have some soup. Not many people drink ginger soup here, and it cooks quickly, so it's the best way to keep everyone away from the cold."

Several guards nodded: "Okay, I'll tell them."

After that, many waves of guards came one after another, and each time they put the victims down, they left. Some of them could stop to drink soup and rest, while others could not, and hurried back to help.

Bi Qiaoan also prepared the medicinal soup. Many people felt that it was very effective after drinking it. Once it was promoted, many people came specifically to drink it.

Wu Shizhu and Chang Jiarong's porridge has been cooked several times. Every time it is cooked, there is a queue outside. It is like a surveillance camera.

Although there were conditions for receiving relief porridge, there were so many victims that they needed food and drink as soon as they woke up, and the two young men almost couldn't provide them with enough.

Shen Yanming came over at half past ten in the evening.

A young man full of vigor and vitality endured the ravages of wind and snow for several hours and looked extremely haggard.

His eyes were red and swollen, and his knuckles were somewhat stiff. There were large patches of dirt on his clothes, and most of his pants were wet.

His voice was particularly hoarse: "Wife, are you sleepy?"

Bi Qiaoan shook his head: "I'm not sleepy, I'm still energetic. How about you, why are you so rough?"

Shen Yanming was also somewhat helpless. He went there later, and the guards who had been working there before were already exhausted.

He couldn't choose the easy jobs, so he could only replace the frontline guards, pull people out of collapsed houses, or carry the fainted to the hospital. These were all physically demanding jobs, and they weren't easy.

But I didn't plan to elaborate, so I could only change the subject and ask, "Is there anything to eat?"

Bi Qiaoan nodded: "Yes!"

After saying that, she took out two cold roasted sweet potatoes from her bag, and then scooped a bowl of hot ginger soup for her husband, Mr. Shen.

"There's no more porridge. Someone just took it away."

Shen Yanming nodded and started eating. Oh, I'm so hungry. The skewers I had at noon were not enough to satisfy my hunger. I've been out for less than two hours and I've already consumed all the food.

Wu Shizhu and Chang Jiarong looked at the young couple talking, then smiled and left, leaving the space for them.

Seeing that there was no one around, Bi Qiaoan moved forward and whispered, "Hurry up, get yourself something to eat."

Shen Yanming was amused by his wife's appearance. But he was not vague. After wiping his hands clean, he took out a big steamed bun from the space with the help of his backpack and ate it up in two or three bites.

Then he said with a lingering feeling: "When we get home, we must have a good meal."

Bi Qiaoan asked: "Are you still going there?"

"Well, there are still a dozen or so that haven't been delivered yet. By the time we're done, it will probably be around one or two o'clock."

Chen Yanming looked at his wife with some hesitation, "I don't know anyone here, otherwise I could send you back."

Bi Qiaoan shook his head: "Goodbye, I'll wait for you to pick me up. I'm busy today, so I'd better not bother others."

"Okay, if you feel sleepy, just take a rest against the wall."

Shen Yanming left after he finished speaking. Wu Shizhu and Chang Jiarong were still wondering why this guy didn't stay a little longer.

Bi Qiaoan saw their confusion and said with a smile, "There are still more than a dozen people in Area D. He wants to go back and rest early after finishing his work."

The two nodded and then realized: "Where are your two babies?" The adults wouldn't come out and leave the little ones at home, right?

Bi Qiaoan didn't expect people to ask this, and said stiffly: "I'm sleeping at home."

Wu Shizhu found it a little unbelievable. He widened his eyes and asked, "Are you relieved?"

Bi Qiaoan smiled stiffly: "It's okay, my two babies are very well behaved. When we came out, they were asleep, but we asked the neighbor next door to help look after them."