Pregnant mothers in the last days rely on unlimited supplies to survive

Chapter 49 You Buy Too Much
After a while, the friends in the cubicle walked to the side of the bus.

Hua Mi walked into the bus to feel it, took out a few oilcloths from the big satchel and gave them to the garrison, and said very politely:

"Trouble you, remove all the seats of this bus, and help me wrap the corners of the car with this tarpaulin, so as to prevent rain from leaking in."

Looking at Ye Rong and the others who carried Tang You into the car, Hua Mi explained again:

"Clean Tang You, rub some ethanol, painkiller powder, and hemostatic gel."

While talking, Hua Mi took out these things from the satchel.

Everyone was busy under her command. Xiao Fu stared at the garrison and took down the bus seat. The bed was beautifully matted on the floor.

The 12-year-old Dafu was also helping, spreading the quilt on the mat, and helping the adults carefully move Cao Feng and Tang You to lie on the mat.

Seeing that they were busy, Hua Mi simply went out for a walk, ran to her RV, avoiding everyone's sight, and loaded half of the tarpaulin into Shuangtuo's RV.

She asked the garrison to find a sewing machine, put it on the RV, and called Ye Rong over to help Ye Rong step on some raincoats.

The size of each piece of tarpaulin is 2 meters by 1.5 meters, which is about the size of a slightly spacious single bed. It is also very simple to make a raincoat. Use a sewing machine to step on two sleeves, pull out the shape of a hat, and then Drill a few holes and tie them with matting.

Ye Rong smiled and waved her hands,
"Fortunately, I can do these handicrafts. Otherwise, Miss Hua, where would you find someone like me?"

She and Ah Fu are both at the bottom of society. Before the end of the world, they relied on their handicrafts to support their families. Ah Fu drove a truck, and she made some handicrafts and took them out to sell at stalls.

Just stepping on a sewing machine, can it be more difficult than weaving a mat?
Hua Mi smiled and said,

"Thank you so much. Fortunately, I met such a dexterous person like you."

Seeing her so sweet and salty appearance, it is really difficult to connect her with that vixen who beat people.

Looking at Ye Rong again, she is indeed very dexterous, while talking to Hua Mi, she has already pulled off a tarpaulin and stepped on a raincoat.

And this thing is practice makes perfect. Ye Rong stepped on the raincoat faster and faster. After a while, there were piles of raincoats on the ground.

Hua Mi hurried forward to fold them up, and put them on the empty shelf under the awning. When a certain amount was accumulated, she entrusted the garrison to send them to the rescue line.

This is not donated by her, but sold by her to the rescue team, one piece. 150 yuan, of which 50 yuan is counted as manual fee!
Hua Mi was thinking, her tarpaulin was of good quality, she had seen it just now, the tarpaulin covering the outside of the bus was wet on the outside, and there was no water vapor on the inside.

There is still a little heat.

It is estimated that it can be used as a thermal blanket when worn on the body.

So she sold it to the rescue team for 150 pieces, which is worth the price.

She reported the price to Gong Yi, but if Gong Yi didn't respond to the message, it was a tacit agreement, and she had no opinion on the price.

Soon, Ye Rong stepped on half of the tarpaulin of the RV. Before Ye Rong finished stepping on it, someone came to the door.

"Excuse me, is Miss Hua here?"

Hua Mi was putting mineral water on the shelf outside the caravan. She turned around in her raincoat and asked:
"what's up?"

The woman who was found knelt on the wet ground with her knees "slapped", crying,

"Miss Hua, I saw it in the emergency room. You have an unusual relationship with that big man. I, I think you can give my child some medicine. He, he was dug out from the ruins, covered in blood. "

While in the emergency room, Hua Mi dared to provoke Qin Ziran openly, but left unscathed.

This is a manifestation of ability.

"Miss Hua, you know what the emergency area is like now. The doctors and nurses are so busy that they don't have any medicine. The emergency area can't get any medical supplies."

The woman cried pitifully, with her hands on the ground, her forehead touching the concrete floor, and she kowtowed.

Within two strokes, he knocked his forehead to blood.

"I can't help it either, Miss Hua, I know you are not an ordinary person, I beg you, can you give me some medicine? Anti-inflammatory, hemostatic, anything."

Hua Mi turned sideways, avoiding the woman's fierce kowtow, and said very calmly:
"Medicine can be given to you. The only anti-inflammatory is ethanol, the hemostatic gel is used to stop bleeding, and sterile gauze. But I don't give you these for nothing."

The woman understood in seconds, she cried,

"You can do whatever you want, Miss Hua, you can do anything you want me to do."

At this time, medical resources are extremely scarce, how could she ask Hua Mibai to give her, there must be a price to pay.

No matter what the price is, if she wants her to kill and set fire, or manage hidden rules, or garrison high-level officials, women are willing to do anything.

Suddenly, a QR code appeared in front of my eyes.
"1000 yuan for one item, 3000 yuan for three items, no discount."

Hua Mi quoted the price blankly, and seeing the woman's astonishment, she motioned for the woman to scan the QR code,

"Scan the code with one hand and deliver the goods with one hand."

It's the woman who thinks things are too complicated. In fact, where is the garrison so complicated?
Trembling, she hurriedly took out her mobile phone and scanned Hua Mi for 30000 yuan, sobbing
"I, I also buy 10 pieces, thank you Miss Hua, thank you."

At this time, who cares about their own money?It is 10000 yuan for the same medicine, and women will buy it.

Hua Mi saw that 30000 had been credited into [Apocalyptic Supermarket - Cash Register System], she looked at the woman with a half-smile,

"My medicine is too effective, you bought too much."

Don't talk about anything else, let's talk about hemostatic gel. After applying Cao Feng and Tang You, two big men, there is still half a tube left.

At present, the two of them seem to have a layer of transparent skin on their bodies. The bleeding has stopped, but the transparent layer has not fallen off.

Hua Mi got into the RV, took a net bag, and took out 10 bottles of ethanol, 10 rolls of sterile gauze, and 10 hemostatic gels from the large satchel.

The woman left thankfully, wiping tears as she walked, worried that her son would not survive.

Seeing this, Ye Rong, who was stepping on the sewing machine in the RV, said to Hua Mi worriedly:
"Miss Hua, if you don't have much medical supplies, don't sell them. This woman who came to buy medicine will not be the last."

Everyone knows that the relationship between Hua Mi and Gong Yi is unusual, and now that Gong Yi has seized the management and command of the medical center, there must be many people who come to Hua Mi to buy medical supplies because of their relationship.

Everyone thought that there would be medical supplies in the garrison.

But only Ye Rong and the others knew that the resources of the garrison in this area were even scarcer than those of the management.

　Today is the first time I joined V after a long time. Compared with the past, whether it is age, experience, or mood, I have changed a lot.

　　For a while, I wondered if I had run out of talents, and the words I wrote were no longer liked, and I also received many, many negatives.

　　I looked at the story I wrote with disdain, and I even disliked myself into the dust.

　　The original intention of writing this article was not so lofty, it was purely to eat dirt in reality, and my editor called me several times, asking me to come out and write about the end of the world.

　　I looked at the readers' comments in the writer's background, thought about it, and wrote it. Even though I was not loved in reality, during the days when I was missing, people left messages for me in the background every day.

　　On the Internet, I am still remembered. Even if there are a few people, even if there are a few sporadic ones, they have given me great strength.

　　Having said so much, I just want to say, don’t underestimate every message you leave. These messages can illuminate the road ahead for a hesitant me.

　　Above all, thank you to everyone who cares about me.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)