Hua Mi has an unusually large appetite.
Upon hearing Hua Mi's conditions, Ke Minghong's heart skipped a beat, and he said:
"This involves so many medical supplies."
Because the injured from several surrounding disaster-stricken cities were all sent to Xiangcheng, all the medical supplies from various sectors were also sent to Xiangcheng.
The sheer number is unimaginable.
Hua Mi has such a big appetite, she wants it all?
Or do you only want a portion of it? If it's a trade-off between quantity and quantity, then I can agree to that.
Hua Mi said it directly.
"I want it all, all the medical supplies that are piling up outside the city."
"But."
Ke Minghong struggled, somewhat unwilling, because he didn't know how many respirators Hua Mi had, and the types of medical supplies Hua Mi had taken out were only for treating external injuries.
The range of medical supplies is much more than just these.
Hua Mi arranged the raincoats on the rack.
"No buts. You don't have a choice now, and as time goes by, your choices will become fewer and fewer."
"And you feel it's a pity now, that it's not worth it, but in a few days, you won't think that way anymore, because without my help, those medical supplies would just be piling up outside Xiangcheng. Do you expect someone as useless as Qin Ziran to bring them into the city?"
"Think about it yourself, is it realistic?"
In short, we've come full circle. The fundamental reason for the shortage of medical supplies in the emergency department is that the medical supplies that have been stuck outside Xiangcheng have not been transported into the city.
One batch after another, and another batch after another, and we don't know how many supplies are already stuck on the road.
The more supplies are packed up, the harder it is to move them, because there isn't a single decent main road outside Xiangcheng that allows large trucks transporting medical supplies to pass.
All the main roads were broken, and the narrow roads, which were only wide enough for one private car to pass through, were also completely blocked. The narrow roads were also at risk of breaking down at any time.
So those medical supplies piled up outside the city were completely useless. It would be better to consider the current predicament and use those thousands of tons of medical supplies to exchange for Hua Mi's few medical supplies.
Ke Minghong was heartbroken; he pounded his chest.
"How am I supposed to explain this? So many medical supplies, and you only got a few ventilators in return? How am I supposed to explain this to Commander Qin?"
Hua Mi smiled, her fox-like eyes sparkling with a captivating charm.
“You have a way of handling this, Mr. Ke. With your connections in the medical field, this is a small matter.”
She paused, then patted Ke Minghong on the shoulder, showing that she trusted him completely.
"Moreover, I have more than just one or two ventilators. We will provide you with the same number of ventilators, sterile gauze, hemostatic gel, and ethanol as your thousands of tons of medical supplies. These are all clearly priced. Trust your choice today. Don't blindly choose sides. Open your eyes and see who is the most reliable."
It's obvious that Hua Mi is more reliable than a good-for-nothing like Qin Ziran.
Ke Minghong was tempted.
Indeed, as Hua Mi said, even if there are thousands or tens of thousands of tons of medical supplies, if they are not used, they are just numbers on the table.
Moreover, Hua Mi has clearly marked prices; the value of the medical supplies stockpiled outside the city determines how much medical supplies one can obtain from Hua Mi.
Dry!
When it comes to matters of life and death, how can we back down?!
"But Qin Ziran and I can't even get all these medical supplies into the city. How are you going to get them in?"
Ke Minghong began to consider this issue. His own affairs were still unresolved, but he started to worry about Hua Mi.
Hua Mi smiled and said:
"This is not something you need to worry about, Uncle Ke. You just need to get the paperwork done for me."
As for other things, like transporting medical supplies, she naturally has her own solutions.
Looking at the confident smile on her face, Ke Minghong naturally thought of the unusual relationship between Hua Mi and Gong Yi.
Yes, there are several thousand garrisoned in Xiangcheng. If each of those garrison members helped carry a bundle of medical supplies, they could easily trek through the ruins and get them in.
Without wasting any time, he returned to the emergency room, found all the medical supplies receipts that had been piling up outside the city, and personally signed a document entrusting Hua Mi to receive these medical supplies.
Ke Minghong has authority over all matters related to medical care.
As Ke Minghong came out of the office carrying a thick stack of documents, he saw Fang Xin, her body exposed, swaying as she walked into Qin Ziran's office.
The two drew the curtains, and it's unclear what they were doing in the office.
Ke Minghong didn't have time to deal with these two scandalous people; he just quickly found Hua Mi and gave her all the paperwork he had.
Hua Mi had already prepared a ventilator, 5000 sterile gauze pads, 800 hemostatic gel, and ethanol for him.
Trust Hua Mi, the medical supplies coming out of so many Level 7 factories are enough for the emergency room to use for a long time.
After the two completed the transaction, Hua Mi turned around, boarded the bus, and found A Fu again.
Because Afu could drive a large truck, she wanted Afu to drive out the medical supplies piled up outside the city, truckload by truck.
After hearing the explanation, Afu asked, looking completely bewildered:
"But once we've driven it out, where do we put it?"
Just look at the vegetable trailers that are hauled to the garrison's supply depot every day; one large trailer can basically fill an entire road.
It's hard to turn it around, and it's hard to put it anywhere.
Because it will block traffic no matter where it is placed.
The blockage prevents transportation. Even if Hua Mi asks A Fu to drive out the large trucks one by one and place them elsewhere, the accumulation will still cause a blockage.
“I’ll go out of the city with you. Just drive out slowly and find a quiet, secluded place to park it. I’ll figure something out.”
She was ready to leave the city.
Just then, Hua Mi's phone rang. She answered it and saw that it was Huo Jing calling her.
"Miss Hua, do you need to pick the fruit from those fruit trees you transplanted?"
"Uh-huh"
Hua Mi suddenly realized, oh no! She only remembered to collect the mat grass remotely, and after collecting the mat grass, she forgot about the oranges, apples, and pomelos on the other three square meters of black soil.
Several days have passed, and the orange, apple, and pomelo trees on the other three square meters of black soil are laden with fruit, which Huo Jing, who has come looking for them, has seen.
Fortunately, Huo Jing didn't think too much about it and assumed that the orange, apple, and pomelo trees that had suddenly appeared were transplanted by Hua Mi.
"It's like this, Miss Hua. I know you're capable, but we have relatives who have coronary heart disease, and others with heart conditions. Several other relatives were driving out of town to pick up packages when the roads were slippery from the rain, and they crashed their cars."
He also wanted to work for Hua Mi to see if he could exchange it for some medical supplies.
I felt dizzy when I woke up this morning, probably because I didn't sleep well. A friend even called me and said he would treat me to hot pot.
Should I sleep a little longer, or go out for hot pot?
(End of this chapter)
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