The Pregnant Mommy Survive on Unlimited Supplies-Chapter 55 - 0 Porcelain challenger Hua Mi execute

Chapter 55: 055 Porcelain challenger Hua Mi, execute!

Chapter 55: 055 Porcelain challenger Hua Mi, execute!

Ye Rong, who was putting on a raincoat inside the RV, rushed out and saw Ke Minghong on the ground, gasping for breath.

She then looked innocently at Hua Mi.

Hua Mi, “Why are you looking at me? It definitely wasn’t me who scolded him unconscious.”

Where did she have the power to scold someone unconscious? If she truly did, wouldn’t she be invincible in battle?

Hua Mi said this with feigned strength, which faintly elicited a sliver of suspicion in Ye Rong’s eyes…

Before Hua Mi could lose her temper, Ye Rong hurried over, extended her finger, and checked Ke Minghong’s breath.

“He seems to be having difficulty breathing, Miss Hua, what should we do? Should we take him back to the emergency area?”

Frowning from the step, Hua Mi thought this was quite troublesome. If he was just an ordinary person, she could have ignored him.

But this Ke Minghong was in charge of the medical staff in the emergency area.

That meant the entire emergency area’s medical team took orders from Ke Minghong.

His position was important, but his authority wasn’t all that great.

Ke Minghong was only in charge of medical rescues; everything else was managed by Qin Ziran.

Moreover, Ke Minghong had to listen to Qin Ziran.

This man had fainted right in front of Hua Mi, and she really wanted to pretend she didn’t know him!

“He looks seriously oxygen-deprived, let’s get him on the bus first and give him some artificial respiration or something.”

Hua Mi eventually compromised with her conscience; Ke Minghong might have been a bit conservative and pedantic, but he wasn’t a major villain.

She jumped down from the step, hoisted Ke Minghong with one hand, and to the astonished eyes of Ye Rong, Da Fu, and Xiao Fu, carried Ke Minghong onto the bus.

It was as easy as lifting a piece of rag.

But thinking about how she could defeat a group of men on her own made it seem not so strange after all.

With the man now on the bus, a shocked Cao Feng, covered in membrane, startled at the sight, thinking Hua Mi had killed someone and was carrying a corpse onto the bus to dispose of the evidence.

His first reaction was to jump up from the warm, dry couch and ask anxiously,

“Sister Hua, did anyone see us on the way?”

“He’s not dead, and I didn’t scold him unconscious!”

Hua Mi gave Cao Feng a withering glance, emphasizing her point.

He had just fainted, that’s all. And it was definitely, absolutely, certainly not Hua Mi’s fault.

Those who frame Hua Mi would be punished!

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Then she saw how agilely Cao Feng had suddenly leapt up, his bodily movements not knowing how nimble.

Hua Mi, with a heavy head, gestured for him to lie down,

“You stay put. Even if I had killed him, I wouldn’t need your help. Just taking care of your own injuries is the biggest help to me.”

After all, the man had fainted in front of Hua Mi. Whether or not to save him wasn’t a question anymore; he was already brought onto the bus. So, the next problem arose.

Who would give Ke Minghong artificial respiration?

Hua Mi, the Factory Director, Ah Fu, the membrane-covered Cao Feng, and Ye Rong who had followed onto the bus all thought of this problem at the same time.

Then everyone’s gaze centered on the Factory Director.

“I, I might not know how…”

The Factory Director looked hesitant. He was about the same age as Ke Minghong and had a similar hairstyle, though the Factory Director had a few more strands of hair than Ke Minghong.

But that wasn’t the reason he had to perform artificial respiration on Ke Minghong!

Ah Fu patted the Factory Director on the shoulder,

“Both are in a dire situation, saving a life is more meritorious than building a seven-story pagoda.”

Cao Feng lay on the couch, giving a live demonstration,

“You pinch his nose shut, open his lower jaw, like this, like this, that way… right.”

Under everyone’s gaze, the Factory Director puckered his lips and leaned in towards Ke Minghong’s mouth as if he had accepted his fate.

“Ah!”

Just as their lips were about to meet in that 0.01 second, Ke Minghong suddenly opened his eyes like a dying man given a second chance, gasping for air in great gulps.

“Oxygen, oxygen, the air is too humid, oxygen is scarce…”

He yelled, slapping the Factory Director’s face aside and shivering as he took out his phone to call Qin Ziran, still shouting,

“Dehumidifiers, oxygen generators, people are going to die, a lot of them.”

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Everyone looked at Ke Minghong, all nerves taut, fearing he might cause another scene and provoke Hua Mi’s wrath.

But Ke Minghong jumped up and ran off, pulling out a breathing machine made by Hua Mi’s Level 7 factory from his pocket and putting it on as he went.

This was a breathing machine sold to the Garrison supplies department, which was then borrowed by the emergency department.

Ke Minghong didn’t have time to argue with Hua Mi; he was in a hurry to find Qin Ziran and didn’t have time to scold Hua Mi.

In the emergency department, Qin Ziran pointed at Dai Fang, who was standing in the office,

“You go on down first, bring Ah Mi back, and there will be benefits for you.”

Dai Fang stood in front of Qin Ziran’s desk, her hair dripping wet, covered in moisture from head to toe.

She agreed and turned to leave, casting a disdainful glance at Ke Minghong, who was hurriedly stumbling in.

After Dai Fang left, Qin Ziran slowly clinched his injured hand with a measured pace,

“Mr. Ke, have you already persuaded my Ah Mi to come back?”

“Aren’t you already sending someone to coax her?”

Ke Minghong, wearing an adult breathing machine, felt his breathing passages strangely relieved,

“I am here to tell you something. Haven’t you noticed that it has been raining non-stop lately? The air humidity is getting higher?”

“I haven’t noticed.”

To be honest, Qin Ziran’s physical condition was good; he didn’t feel any difficulty breathing.

Even if there was a slight discomfort, Qin Ziran thought it was normal; he had just narrowly survived a disaster, and his body couldn’t possibly recover so quickly.

Seeing Qin Ziran’s indifference, Ke Minghong grew anxious,

“Then you need to send out the administration, get some measuring devices, and properly measure the air humidity and oxygen levels. The problem is serious, and you should not underestimate it; you might end up dead as well.”

Qin Ziran appeared to listen but did not take it to heart. Right now, his sole focus was on beating Gong Yi, snatching Hua Mi back from Gong Yi, and erasing his disgrace.

Where did he have the free time to worry about air humidity and oxygen levels?

He scoffed arrogantly and rudely,

“Mr. Ke knows that we’re short-staffed on the management level. Otherwise, they wouldn’t have put me in charge of administration. If you want me to delegate people, you too must acknowledge our administration’s workforce.”

Why couldn’t he understand? What exactly was Qin Ziran here for?

To run the emergency department command, was he here to flirt or to work seriously?

Ke Minghong grew desperate; he scratched his head, oh, no hair left… He walked back and forth in Qin Ziran’s office like an ant on a hot pan,

“Fine, you won’t send someone to measure the air humidity and oxygen levels, okay, but at least you have to find a way to bring the medical supplies from outside into the city.”

The medical supplies included breathing machines, which were very important. A breathing machine for every person, that was truly crucial.

“No people.”

The soaking wet Qin Ziran spread his arms,

“Mr. Ke, stop looking for trouble where there isn’t any. I’m very busy, so excuse me as I won’t see you out.”