The other party seemed startled and didn't reply for a long time. After a long while, they cautiously replied:
[Gas station manager: Who are you?]
[Hua Mi: I know Gong Yi, what do you think?]
[Gas station manager: My apologies, you should have said so earlier. So you're collecting supplies for the rescue team? In that case, we'll still charge you the market price, and I'll refund any extra.]
The reputation of the rescue team goes without saying; they are all kind and righteous people. Anyone with a conscience would not make things so difficult for the rescue team's logistics.
Moreover, it's not wrong to have a good relationship with Gong Yi; he's a man of importance.
Gong Yi already had a lot of connections in the garrison and had a promising future, but he was temporarily transferred to the rescue team. If it weren't for this earthquake, Gong Yi would have already returned to the garrison and been promoted.
So the gas station manager didn't raise the price of Hua Mi's gas, refunded the money he had overcharged her, and prepared 20 tanker truckloads of oil, which were stored in the gas station's warehouse for Hua Mi to pick up.
Hua Mi glanced at the sky, then checked her phone for text messages, but still hadn't received any news of Cao Feng's death.
Several days passed after she finished collecting oil from the other 20 tanker trucks.
During this time, Hua Mi didn't know what was going on with Cao Feng, so as soon as she finished her work, she instantly returned to the bottom of the RV, got up and ran to the emergency room to see what was going on with Cao Feng.
When Hua Mi hurriedly ran to Cao Feng's cubicle, she suddenly couldn't catch her breath and retched in the corner.
I ran too fast, there was no way around it.
She quickly rubbed her stomach and went into Cao Feng's cubicle, only to find that Cao Feng, the factory director, A Fu, A Fu's wife, and A Fu's two children were all crammed into the cubicle.
The children all slept on straw mats on the ground.
The large bundle of rushes had somehow been woven into a mat by someone.
Rugs can be woven into mats...
Afu and his wife lay beside their two children, while the factory manager leaned over Cao Feng's bedside.
But Cao Feng is still alive!
Hua Mi had washed him clean, and the bleeding from his blast wounds had stopped, with a soft scab forming on his skin.
The skin on my face was chapped and cracked in patches, a fleshy red.
His hair was burned thin, and his scalp was red and bald.
The handsome and cheerful young man of the past is gone. Now, this Cao Feng... Hua Mi didn't know how to describe it, and felt a little sad.
As if sensing someone approaching, Cao Feng, lying on the bed, slowly opened his eyes. He looked at Hua Mi, blinked, and asked in a hoarse voice:
"Is the captain alright?"
"He's alright, are you still in pain?"
Hua Mi skillfully took out a painkiller and put it into Cao Feng's mouth.
He struggled to hold it in his mouth and swallowed the painkiller with the water that Hua Mi fed him.
Seeing him like this intensified Hua Mi's distress. She sat on the edge of Cao Feng's bed, looking at the exposed burns on his arms.
"How about I bandage this wound for you? This isn't a solution, you have to be strong."
As Hua Mi spoke, she took out mineral water, ethanol, and painkillers. Following the steps she had taken before, she skillfully cleaned Cao Feng's foot-long wound on his arm, applied diluted ethanol, and then applied pain-relieving powder. She also took out sterile gauze and wrapped Cao Feng's arm with it.
Previously, Cao Feng was covered in wounds and couldn't be covered with a blanket. Now that his wounds had scabbed over, Hua Mi casually reached under the bed, took out a thin blanket from the storage room, and covered Cao Feng with it.
Looking at Cao Feng again, he seemed to be in good spirits, as he felt no pain and his mood had improved considerably.
Seeing Hua Mi busily bandaging his leg and body wounds, he said gratefully:
"Sister Hua, thank you."
"Don't mention it. Get well soon. I just used your rescue team's logistics name to buy a lot of things. If this gets out, I'll be in big trouble. Get well soon so you can cover for me."
Hua Mi was talking nonsense, but everyone knew that Cao Feng was blown up like that, it would be a miracle if he survived.
His current high spirits might just be a final burst of energy before death.
But if Hua Mi doesn't say something to ease the atmosphere, the surrounding environment becomes too oppressive.
Cao Feng understood that as he struggled to lift his finger, the skin on his finger would bleed from the effort.
His fingertip pointed to a pile of clothes in the corner, which Hua Mi had cut into a mess.
"My ID is in there, Sister Hua. I'm leaving the logistics department to you."
This was to cover up the lie for Hua Mi, and also to entrust the logistics department of the rescue team to Hua Mi.
He knew she had a way.
Hua Mi choked up as she pulled out Cao Feng's identification and a USB drive from the pile of tattered clothes.
"This contains the rescue team's bank account numbers and passwords, as well as the names of those responsible for procuring various supplies..."
Cao Feng spoke with difficulty, somewhat like someone entrusting their child to someone on their deathbed. He seemed to be losing his mind and wanted to sleep.
I don't want to die, I'm just really tired and want to sleep.
Seeing his eyes squinting, Hua Mi reached out and covered his eyelids, closing his eyes.
Then Hua Mi took out her phone, preparing to type to Gong Yi to report Cao Feng's death.
But Cao Feng's heart was still pounding.
This young man is still stubbornly alive.
He was just asleep.
Having no other choice, Hua Mi took out her computer from the Level 5 storage, plugged in the USB drive, and sat on the edge of the bed, waiting for Cao Feng's death, while looking at the information about the rescue team's logistics department on the USB drive.
The rescue team's logistics department has ample funds. Some time ago, before the earthquake spread to other areas, people from all walks of life donated money to Xiangcheng.
All of this money was transferred by Gong Yi to the logistics department's account.
It is approximately 10 billion.
This man's power was so great that Hua Mi was astonished.
Cao Feng is a lifeguard in the rescue team responsible for receiving supplies. He doesn't usually need to participate in rescue work, but there are too few professional lifeguards in Xiangcheng, so he has to step in.
Now that he is lying in the emergency center, there is a backlog of ordering and receiving supplies, including large quantities of ventilators, mineral water, ethanol, and so on.
There's also gasoline and diesel fuel. Actually, we should have ordered a batch three days ago, but because Cao Feng was bombed, this work wasn't done.
The rescue team has a batch of professional excavation equipment, all of which require gasoline and diesel. If these energy sources are not replenished in time, even the most basic rescue work cannot be carried out.
Having no other option, Hua Mi searched through Cao Feng's pile of messy clothes and found Cao Feng's cell phone.
Unfortunately, the phone was blown up, but the SIM card is still working.
Fortunately, Hua Mi had several brand-new mobile phones in her Level 6 warehouse. She took one out, inserted Cao Feng's SIM card, and called each of the suppliers listed on Cao Feng's USB drive.
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