A short while later, the students in the cubicle walked to the bus.
Hua Mi stepped onto the bus and took a look around. She then took out several pieces of oilcloth from her large satchel and gave them to the garrison commander, saying very politely:
"Please remove all the seats from this bus and cover all the corners of the bus with this tarpaulin to prevent rain and drafts from getting in."
Looking at Ye Rong and the others who had lifted Tang You into the car, Hua Mi then instructed:
"Clean Tang You up, apply some ethanol, pain-relieving powder, and hemostatic gel."
As she spoke, Hua Mi took these things out of her handbag.
Under her direction, everyone was busy. Xiao Fu watched as the garrison removed the seats from the bus. She hurriedly stepped forward, spread the waterproof tarpaulin that Hua Mi had given her on the ground, and then spread the two exquisite mats woven by her mother, Ye Rong, on the ground.
Twelve-year-old Dafu was also helping, spreading blankets and mattresses on the mats and carefully helping the adults move Cao Feng and Tang You onto the mattresses to lie down.
Seeing them busy, Hua Mi went out for a walk, ran to her RV, and, avoiding everyone's gaze, loaded half a truckload of waterproof tarpaulins into the Shuangtuo RV.
She asked the garrison to find her a sewing machine, which she placed in the RV. She also called Ye Rong over and asked her to help sew a few raincoats.
Each piece of waterproof tarpaulin measures 2 meters by 1.5 meters, roughly the size of a slightly spacious single bed. Making a raincoat from it is quite simple: just sew two sleeves with a sewing machine, shape a hood, punch a few holes, and tie it with straw.
Ye Rong smiled and waved her hand.
"Luckily I know how to do these crafts, otherwise where would you find someone like me, Miss Hua?"
Both she and Afu were from the lower rungs of society. Before the apocalypse, they made a living by their skills. Afu drove a truck, and she made handicrafts and sold them at a stall.
Is it really harder to operate a sewing machine than to weave a straw mat?
Hua Mi smiled and said,
"Thank you so much! I'm so glad I met someone as skillful as you."
Looking at her charming and sweet appearance, it's really hard to associate her with that vixen who beat people up.
Looking at Ye Rong again, she was indeed very skillful. While talking to Hua Mi, she had already pulled over a piece of waterproof tarpaulin and put a raincoat on.
Moreover, this is something that can be mastered with practice. Ye Rong stepped on the raincoat faster and faster, and in no time, there was a pile of raincoats on the ground.
Hua Mi quickly folded them up and placed them on the empty rack under the rain shelter. Once a certain amount was accumulated, she entrusted the garrison to deliver them to the front line of the rescue.
This wasn't donated by her; she sold it to the rescue team. It cost 150 yuan, with 50 yuan being the labor cost!
Hua Mi was calculating. Her waterproof tarpaulin was of good quality. She had just checked it. The tarpaulin covering the bus was damp on the outside, but the inside was completely dry.
There's still a faint trace of popularity.
I reckon if you drape it over your body, it can even serve as a thermal blanket.
So she sold them to the rescue team for 150 each, which is worth the price.
She quoted the price to Gong Yi, but he didn't reply, which meant he agreed and had no objection to the price.
Soon, Ye Rong had covered most of the tarpaulin on the RV. Before she could finish, someone came knocking on the door.
"Excuse me, is Miss Hua here?"
Hua Mi was arranging bottled water on the shelf outside the RV. Wearing a raincoat, she turned around and asked:
"What's up?"
The woman they found knelt down on the wet ground with a thud, crying and screaming.
“Miss Hua, I saw it in the emergency room. Your relationship with that important person is unusual. I, I think you can give my child some medicine. He, he was dug out of the rubble, covered in blood.”
While in the emergency room, Hua Mi dared to openly provoke Qin Ziran, but left unharmed.
This is a manifestation of ability.
"Miss Hua, you know what the emergency room is like right now. The medical staff are extremely busy, and there is no medicine or any medical supplies available. The emergency room can't get any out at all."
The woman cried pitifully, her hands braced on the ground, her forehead hitting the concrete floor, repeatedly kowtowing.
In no time, he had knocked his forehead until it bled.
"I'm at my wit's end, Miss Hua. I know you're no ordinary person, but I beg you, can you give me some medicine? Anti-inflammatory, hemostatic, anything will do."
Hua Mi sidestepped, avoiding the woman's frantic kowtowing, and said calmly:
"I can give you the medicine. The only anti-inflammatory medicine is ethanol, and the only hemostatic medicine is hemostatic gel. I also have sterile gauze. But I'm not giving you these for free."
The woman understood instantly, and she cried out.
"I'll do anything you want, Miss Hua, I'll do anything you want."
At a time like this, medical resources are extremely scarce. How could she possibly ask Hua Mibai to give them to her? There would definitely be a price to pay.
No matter the cost, whether it's murder, arson, unspoken rules for management, or being stationed at high-ranking positions, a woman is willing to do anything.
A QR code suddenly appeared in front of me.
"One item costs 1000 yuan, three items cost 3000 yuan, no discounts."
Hua Mi quoted a price expressionlessly. Seeing the woman's astonished expression, she gestured for the woman to scan the code.
"Scan the code with one hand, and deliver the goods with the other."
Women are overcomplicating things. In reality, garrison duty isn't that complicated.
She hurriedly and shakily pulled out her phone, scanned a QR code for Hua Mi, and sobbed.
"I, I'll buy 10 of each. Thank you, Miss Hua, thank you."
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