[Gong Yi: ?]
[Gong Yi: Acting strangely, are you frightened by Dai Fang's death?]
Gong Yi received the news quickly. Since the garrison had already moved into the emergency room, the fact that Dai Fang died in front of Hua Mi was reported to him immediately by the garrison.
Hua Mi did not reply to his message. She was just expressing her feelings and was not frightened by Dai Fang's death.
Considering she's spent her entire life navigating the apocalypse, what's a little accident compared to that?!
She was just thinking that this apocalypse was completely different from the one in her previous life, even the order of the natural disasters was different.
Where is Gong Yi from the previous life?
In the previous life, Xiangcheng was quickly succumbed to the cold wave, and Gong Yi never even appeared, let alone set up checkpoints in Xiangcheng now.
Where did Gong Yi go in his past life? Did he freeze to death in the cold wave immediately? Or did he die in a rescue operation?
Hua Mi felt a little heavy-hearted as she silently searched for Ke Minghong in the emergency room, which was full of wounded patients.
I couldn't find it.
Not only was Ke Minghong nowhere to be found, but Qin Ziran and Fang Xin, who used to appear like flies, had also vanished without a trace.
She pulled someone aside and asked, and that person said Ke Minghong had gone to buy a dehumidifier, while Qin Ziran had been transferred away from the emergency room.
Fang Xin naturally followed them out of the emergency room.
Because Qin Ziran failed to complete the task of transporting medical supplies into the city, he was transferred from his post in charge of the emergency department.
As for where they went, no one knows.
Hmm, no, a dehumidifier?
Hua Mi then realized that something was wrong. It seemed that apart from the places with waterproof tarpaulins, everything else was wet and damp.
So is there something wrong with the waterproof tarpaulin?
She thought of the dry RV and bus, and also of the waterproof oilcloth that felt slightly warm to the touch.
Wow, Hua Mi suddenly had a flash of inspiration. No wonder Ye Rong, Da Fu, Xiao Fu, and the others living in RVs and buses had peeling skin on their dry faces.
Elsewhere, people are struggling to breathe due to the dense moisture, yet the RV team still needs to replenish their water supply—isn't that ridiculous?
Hua Mi took out her phone and sent a message to Ke Minghong.
[Hua Mi: Old man, I have a treasure that can dehumidify, it costs one yuan, do you want it?]
[Ke Minghong: You young girl, all you ever talk about is money, money, money! Are you obsessed with money? Why aren't you finding a good man to marry at such a young age? Why are you learning to be so shrewd and mercenary?]
[Hua Mi: Do you want it or not? I don't have much stock.]
[Ke Minghong: Yes!]
Sure enough, a simple word like "yes" or "no" is enough to get him to scold her. That old rascal Ke Minghong is really wicked.
[Hua Mi: Let me make this clear first, this equipment needs to be embedded in the wall and floor, requiring professional installation. I will send a professional construction team to renovate the entire emergency area for you. When you apply for the permits, please don't ask too many questions that would hinder our construction.]
[Ke Minghong: As long as you can achieve the desired dehumidification effect in our emergency room, I promise I won't ask too many questions.]
Ke Minghong gave Hua Mi a pledge, and he felt there was no problem with the money.
Equipment with excellent dehumidification performance must cost tens of thousands of yuan, right?
HuaMi's equipment costs only 10,000 yuan per sheet. Why is the unit "sheet"? Ke Minghong was a little puzzled.
As long as the dehumidification effect is good, the price is cheap.
Having settled things with Ke Minghong, Hua Mi happily called Huo Jing.
"Old Huo, I've found you another job. I have a lot of waterproof tarpaulins, right? You can decorate them for me, get some extremely high-end picture frames, and frame every single one of them. Yes, they have to look really expensive!"
At the very least, it should look like it's worth the price.
After Huo Jing agreed, Hua Mi called Ke Minghong again.
"Hey, old man, where are you? Find me a doctor to take a look."
"Do you think this is a vegetable market? Don't follow Qin Ziran's example. Let me tell you, the medical staff are all busy right now. If you're still alive and kicking, don't cause any more trouble."
There's a lot of commotion on Ke Minghong's end; he's arguing with someone at headquarters.
After hastily hanging up Hua Mi's call, Ke Minghong slammed his fist on the table in a fit of rage.
"I've said it before, I need medical supplies, you don't have them; I need dehumidifiers, you don't have them either. Now I'm here to address the funding issues for our emergency ward, and all you do is cramm so many injured people into it. The space is only so big. What exactly are you trying to do?"
Around a large round table, several administrators clinked porcelain cups, their clothes and hair soaking wet.
"In this situation, you'll have to solve the problem yourself."
"Last time you said you were short of medical supplies, I see you're trying to get them from the garrison, that's not bad either."
The entire office staff laughed, the atmosphere was relaxed, completely unlike the tense and gloomy atmosphere of the emergency room.
Ke Minghong opened his mouth, intending to say that the emergency room now had sufficient medical supplies, and that he had taken medical supplies that had been stockpiled outside the city and made an exchange with Hua Mi.
But looking at the relaxed and carefree expressions of these administrators, he suddenly didn't want to talk anymore.
"Alright, Mr. Ke, I know there are difficulties. Who doesn't have difficulties these days? So many cities are suffering from disasters, we in Xiangcheng can't just stand by and watch them die."
An administrator stood up, patted Ke Minghong on the shoulder, and saw him out of the office.
"Just focus on treating patients and saving lives. Don't worry about these things outside. Gong Yi will take care of the order, and we will manage everything. Don't worry, don't worry."
"And you have to trust that guy named Gong Yi. He's a real talent. Right after the first earthquake, he started making money off us, and he didn't let our Xiangcheng management system gain a single penny."
This statement carries a hint of schadenfreude.
Since Gong Yi is capable, let him do more work.
If Gong Yi can hold onto 10 billion yuan so tightly, then it's no problem for them to provide more medical supplies and save more lives.
Ke Minghong turned away dejectedly and walked out. Wearing a raincoat, he stepped into the rain, looked up with a bitter smile, and watched the drizzle continue to fall.
It's precisely because of this group of meddlesome administrators in Xiangcheng that people feel uneasy!
He came here hoping to get funding to buy dehumidifiers, but the funding wasn't approved. Instead, the administrators told him that Xiangcheng had decided to accept seriously injured patients from all cities.
These people are quick to offer advice, but they don't pay anything. They just take on a lot of work. He only has enough supplies now because he's associated with Hua Mi. What if Hua Mi hadn't been exchanging medical supplies for him?
I'm afraid the emergency room would have been littered with corpses by now.
There are also dehumidifiers; the emergency room needs a lot of them.
Otherwise, something terrible will happen in the emergency room.
But Ke Minghong didn't get the funding, so how could he pay for Hua Mi's dehumidifying equipment?
Are you going home for Chinese New Year this year?
At the beginning of this year, I promised to take Xiaomei to Xiamen, and the little girl has been remembering it. But seeing the current situation, I don't dare to travel far...
(End of this chapter)
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