Natural Disaster: I Started By Hoarding Tens Of Billions Of Supplies novel Chapter 427

Chapter 427: Request, Assist

Seeing that everyone had no questions, Mu Xichen said, "Good. Let's do our best."

"Yes, Sir." With that, everyone dispersed to carry out their tasks.

By noon, news of the emergency rescue point had spread far and wide. As rescue teams returned one after another with dozens of survivors, the settlement quickly became crowded with injured people and survivors searching for their families.

With an increasing number of survivors arriving in the settlement, the small team of doctors and nurses soon found themselves overwhelmed by the number of patients. Left with no choice, they sent a message to Mu Xichen requesting support.

Inside one of the tents, a guard reported, "Boss, the medical team is requesting more medicine and additional personnel."

Hearing this, Mu Xichen turned to one of the administrative staff and asked, "How much medicine do we have left?"

The administrative staff quickly checked the supply list and reported, "Boss, we only have three boxes of antibiotics and one box of antipyretics left." _{freeωebnovēl.c૦m}

"What about other medical supplies?" Mu Xichen asked.

The administrative staff shook his head. "We sent the last batch to the medical team an hour ago. There is nothing left now."

His words were met with silence inside the tent.

Without medical supplies, treating the injured would become nearly impossible. Even with enough doctors and nurses, they would be unable to provide any help.

After a moment of heavy silence, Mu Xichen said, "I will try to secure more medicine. For now, instruct the doctors and nurses to do their best to save as many survivors as possible."

The guard nodded. "Yes, Boss."

As the guard left in a hurry, Mu Xichen stood up and exited the tent as well.

One of the administrative staff sighed and muttered, "I hope the people in the air raid shelter are willing to donate some medicine and supplies."

The others exchanged glances but remained silent.

The medicine production lines have been shut down for over a year. Anyone who was still holding onto supplies would be reluctant to give them away, knowing there was no telling when-or-more could ever be made.

In these desperate times, a patient's survival often depended on sheer willpower and the hands of fate.

Half an hour later, Mu Xichen arrived at the air raid shelter. Upon entering the main hall, he saw Jia Xiang and asked, "Miss Jia, do you know where Younger Sister Ran Ran is?"

Jia Xiang thought for a moment and replied, "Yao Ran should be in the dining hall now." "Thank you." Mu Xichen quickly thanked her and headed to the dining hall.

Before long, Mu Xichen entered the dining hall and scanned the area. Spotting Yao Ran seated in a corner with Long Yu and the others, he walked toward them.

"Younger Sister Ran Ran."

Hearing the familiar nickname, Yao Ran looked up and saw Mu Xichen approaching. She nodded in greeting and said, "Elder Brother Xichen."

Mu Xichen nodded politely to Long Yu and the others before turning to Yao Ran. "Did I interrupt your meal?" he asked.

Yao Ran shook her head. "No, I just finished lunch."