The Pregnant Mommy Survive on Unlimited Supplies-Chapter 58 - Is 058 having a stomachache

Chapter 58: Is 058 having a stomachache?

Chapter 58: Is 058 having a stomachache?

Huo Jing had many relatives…

The medical supplies were indeed more than just for treating external injuries.

Xiang City had gotten to this state, and people with underlying health conditions had their long-term medications cut off.

Now, most of the medical staff in the entire city had been pulled to the emergency section of the rescue center, making it difficult to find a doctor to tend to Huo Jing’s relatives’ injuries and illnesses.

Not to mention the related medicines.

Medical supplies were in short supply in Xiang City.

Huo Jing had learned from his family that Hua Mi’s RV sold medical supplies, although they were unbranded products, it was rumored that these were specially supplied to the garrison.

Otherwise, how do you explain the absence of any factory or brand logos?

In these times, as long as something was labeled “specially supplied to the garrison,” it meant the product was very good.

In fact, Hua Mi’s medicines did have a very good reputation.

That’s why Huo Jing wanted VIP treatment from a special channel.

He knew that if he worked for Miss Hua, he would definitely be a VIP.

While on the phone after getting off the bus, Hua Mi said,

“I can only temporarily provide breathing machines, ethanol, sterile gauze, painkillers, and hemostatic gel, but besides paying for these, you’ll also need to work for me.”

“That’s natural,” said Huo Jing. “At this time, as long as I can get these medical supplies, I wouldn’t mind giving money or working hard. I’d even sacrifice lives if needed.”

Huo Jing was being honest. Besides having many relatives, he had three children at home, all of whom were not in good health.

Today, they all showed symptoms of breathing difficulties, probably because the air was too moist.

You don’t realize the importance of medical supplies until someone falls ill.

Huo Jing wanted to get medicine for his relatives as well as stock up medical supplies for his own family.

After thinking it over, Hua Mi said,

“Then alright, you don’t need to pick the fruit trees. I’ll find someone else to harvest them. Just find more people to help clear the road for me so it becomes convenient for others to move goods in and out.”

Chi Chuan had now become Hua Mi’s mineral water agent, monopolizing the business in neighboring cities.

Although the sales had slowed slightly due to the continuous rain these past few days, his business was still good.

That was because there was a huge demand.

On average, Chi Chuan bought 200,000 bottles of mineral water from Hua Mi every two days.

Hua Mi always stored the mineral water in the underground garage next to Lotus Shengxing, and Chi Chuan’s friends could only move the bottles out manually.

This wasn’t troublesome for Hua Mi, but it was a big hassle for Chi Chuan’s friends.

The road Hua Mi wanted Huo Jing to fix ran from the underground garage outward, clearing it to make a two-lane road.

It was a big project that Huo Jing alone surely couldn’t complete—he needed to find people to help.

Hua Mi was generous,

“For each person helping me, the daily pay is one box of mineral water, three adult breathing machines, three children breathing machines, a bottle of ethanol, one painkiller, one hemostatic gel, and one roll of sterile gauze. I will also provide a raincoat for free.”

“Deal!”

With such good compensation, Huo Jing had no reason to refuse.

Let alone anything else, just a breathing machine was hard to come by in Xiang City nowadays.

The omnipresent heavy moisture had already started inhibiting human breathing.

Hua Mi was willing to provide these medical supplies daily, along with a box of mineral water and a raincoat.

It was indeed a very generous compensation.

Hua Mi opened her phone and saw from the surveillance that Huo Jing had left her orchard. He made calls to gather people to work while he ran outside to the ruins to wait for them.

So, Hua Mi quickly pulled up the control panel and collected the oranges, apples, and grapefruits from the fruit trees with a single click.

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She went around the RV and when she returned to the bus, she carried a bag of fresh oranges, a bag of juicy apples, and a bag of four large grapefruits.

“Da Fu, Xiao Fu, wash these fruits and take some to the Garrison on duty nearby.”

Hua Mi placed the fruits on the bus, instructing the two children to get to work.

She then pursed her lips, feeling that the bus was really too dry.

Old Man Ke even said that the air had a high moisture content, which Hua Mi really hadn’t noticed.

Such dry air, eating more fruits was necessary.

After arranging the fruit distribution, Hua Mi didn’t want to waste time and jumped into an off-road vehicle provided by the Garrison. Ah Fu drove, and the two of them left Xiang City to head to a location overloaded with medical supplies.

Along the way, the terrain was shattered, trees were downed, and the continuous rain and gloom made it hard to breathe.

The ones struggling to breathe were others, not Hua Mi and Ah Fu, who wore breathing machines.

Ah Fu drove while sighing, “How good were the old days when everyone was like a screw in an assembly line. Though the days were busy and rushed, there was order, and everyone knew what they had to do every day.”

But now, after today, nobody knows what will happen tomorrow.

Hua Mi, sitting in the passenger seat, listened expressionlessly and felt a bit drowsy. She took out her phone, bored, and opened her chat with Gong Yi.

[Gong Yi: You didn’t buy meat?]

Perhaps it was telepathy, but suddenly, a message popped up in Gong Yi’s chat window.

[Hua Mi: No.]

[Gong Yi: The rescue team and Garrison aren’t vegetarians.]

Previously, Hua Mi had messaged him, suggesting that the Garrison and rescue team should eat vegetables for all three meals.

Because Hua Mi accidentally bought a lot of vegetables, too many for Gong Yi to ask how many.

These vegetables, if not eaten, would pile up at the Garrison supplies, taking up space and easily going bad, wasting money.

Gong Yi thought Hua Mi made sense and had no objections.

Then, the tragedy happened…

DAY1, scallion stir-fried with green onions, the Garrison and rescue team ate it for three days;

DAY2, white turnips stir-fried with carrots, same as above;

DAY3, shredded potatoes stir-fried with lettuce slices, same as above;

DAY4, finally a stew—a cucumber and tomato stew;

DAY5, sigh, no more said, speaking more brings tears.

Now, the entire Garrison, including the rescue team, whenever they see meat, their eyes gleam green.

“Ptui!”

Hua Mi glared at the messages from Gong Yi on her phone, thinking that meat-loving men weren’t good men!

Despite the cursing, she still called the leader of the agricultural market to buy meat, lots of it!

However, before the call connected, as the vehicle jostled about, Hua Mi urgently called out,

“Uncle Fu, stop the car quickly.”

The driving Ah Fu was startled and hurriedly slammed on the brakes. Before he could stabilize the vehicle, Hua Mi opened the door, jumped out, pulled off her breathing machine, bent over, and began to retch violently over a pile of rubble.

Seeing her struggle violently, an anxious Ah Fu jumped out of the vehicle,

“Miss Hua, are you alright? Did you eat something bad?”