Chapter 693: 682 It Turns Out You're Here Too

The door of the intervention catheter room was open; a wounded person had just finished surgery, pressing to stop bleeding in the operating room corridor. Another wounded person was sent into the operating room, preparing for the next surgery.

Director Jiang looked fatigued as he directed, trying to keep things from getting too chaotic.

"Director Jiang, has the medical team arrived? Why did the speed suddenly increase?" Xie Ning asked.

"Medical team? No." Director Jiang, his mind exhausted from fatigue, instinctively answered the surface meaning of Xie Ning's words, then he suddenly realized and said: "It's that Doctor Zheng you just sent over, Ning Shu; his surgery was incredibly fast—this time we truly met an expert!"

Xie Ning still wore a modest and refined smile on his face, like a mask, giving no hint of what he was thinking inside.

"Are those the two people who came down from the front line?"

"Director Jiang, stop chatting and prepare the next patient." Su Yun's voice came from inside the operating room.

Three hours into the surgery, Zheng Ren and Su Yun had already won over Director Jiang with their skill. Su Yun spoke to him, becoming increasingly stern, like a department head instructing a junior doctor. Zheng Ren, meanwhile, said nothing, focusing entirely on the surgery.

Director Jiang also acknowledged this; they truly had the ability, and in such a special time, who would care whether their words were pleasant or not?

"All right, Yun Ge'er." Director Jiang replied crisply; at some point he started calling Su Yun Yun Ge'er.

"We're running out of guidewire catheters; move the stock over quickly." Su Yun said.

Director Jiang wore a bitter expression as he said: "Yun Ge'er, intervention supplies aren't in the emergency and rescue supplies. I've already emptied the warehouses of the township suppliers and requested help from above; the new… Ning Shu, have the new supplies arrived?"

"Not yet." Xie Ning said.

A curse faintly came from inside, like an angry lion.

"Su Yun, contact Feng Xu Hui and ask if Longwind Micro-creation has any stock in Rongcheng. If so, send it directly; if not, ask Director Kong to contact other suppliers." A familiar voice came out, and Xie Ning's eyes narrowed.

"Then you do this surgery yourself; I'll handle the contacts. Boss, conserve the supplies—should be enough for twelve… fourteen surgeries, take it easy." While saying this, Su Yun walked out of the operating room.

"Director Jiang, let me use your phone." Su Yun wasn't polite, saying as he snatched the phone from Director Jiang's hand.

"Feng Xu Hui… Feng Xu Hui…" he muttered a few times, like flipping through a phone book, then dialed a string of numbers and the call went out.

"Manager Feng, the boss is in Pengxi Xiang…"

"Damn! You idiot, how could the boss be in Hai Cheng right now? Stay in Rongcheng, don't be a porter. Look at a map, find where Pengxi Xiang is, move all the stock from your Rongcheng sales points over—take whatever you need."

"Exactly! Whatever you need, get it here within two hours—the supplies can't keep up!"

After saying that, Su Yun hung up the phone.

Although the attitude was poor, both Director Jiang and Xie Ning felt it was completely justified.

In special circumstances, the more straightforward and efficient, the better the effect.

That Manager Feng is likely the direct supplier of Doctor Zheng inside, and apparently also in Rongcheng.

What a coincidence.

"Ning Shu, keep this phone and contact him in about two to three hours." Su Yun and Xie Ning spoke much more gently; he vaguely felt Xie Ning looked familiar, and that demeanor was certainly not someone to offend lightly.

Su Yun likes to talk back, but he's never been in trouble for no reason—there's always a justification.

After saying that, he didn't forget to greet Xie Ning, then strode into the operating area.

Xie Ning noted the phone number, directed the staff to lift the patients with severe pelvic fractures from triage to outside the operating room door, saving every minute and second.

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At Rongcheng Airport, Feng Xu Hui was sweating profusely, moving various disaster relief supplies.

He received a strange call; he originally didn't want to answer, but somehow, exhausted to the point of inability, he sat down on the ground, gasping heavily, and picked up the phone.

A familiar, sharp and sarcastic voice came from the phone… talking back.

Upon hearing that voice, Feng Xu Hui almost cried. It felt like a lost child who had found home.

Yun Ge'er is here, and Chief Zheng is definitely here as well.

Pengxi Xiang… where the heck is that? Near Hai Cheng?

Feng Xu Hui didn't know, but from Yun Ge'er's tone it sounded like it was the front line west of Rongcheng.

Chief Zheng truly lives up to his name—even earthquake relief efforts have him running farther than I do. Feng Xu Hui unknowingly became a fanboy of Zheng Ren, and upon hearing Su Yun's words, this thought came to mind.

Intervention, supplies…

Time was pressing; Feng Xu Hui couldn't wait, so he immediately called Manager Ma.

"Manager Ma, Chief Zheng contacted me, saying the front line needs disaster relief supplies."

"Ah, you're on the way. No, no, Chief Zheng said he needs a large amount of guidewire catheters and other supplies."

"Good! I'm heading over right away."

After saying that, Feng Xu Hui hung up the phone.

Ma Quan led the convoy transporting supplies, already arrived in Henan Province. Feng Xu Hui had no idea about any of this.

Although Ma Quan wondered why Zheng Ren needed so many intervention supplies during emergency and rescue, he had no doubts and simply told Feng Xu Hui to go to the Rongcheng distributor's warehouse and empty it out.

Rongcheng, a major hub in the southwest, has a vast area and population covered by its distributors. The Rongcheng tiered agents are an important point for Longwind Micro-creation.

Here the supply is ample and the variety complete.

Ma Quan first told the Rongcheng distributor that Feng Xu Hui would come to pick up the goods. Then he pondered a bit, asked for relevant data, called the Shan Cheng distributor, and had all the inventory sent to Pengxi Xiang.

Isn't Chief Zheng supposed to be researching the Nobel Prize project at 912 Hospital? How did he end up on the front line?

Ma Quan had some doubts, but didn't think too much about it.

With the national crisis at hand, he set aside the matter of a certain large state-owned enterprise leading the acquisition of Bo Sheng International, and directly led the convoy to the front line.

What Chief Zheng did can also be understood.

Feng Xu Hui drove, speeding through Rongcheng. Aftershocks continued; driving on Rongcheng's roads felt like off-roading through hills.

Although somewhat dangerous, Feng Xu Hui felt quite happy inside.

It's been a long time since I last saw Chief Zheng; after several twists of fate, I never expected to meet him on the earthquake relief front line.

I was excited, but Su Yun gave me little time, so I had no chance to celebrate.

Besides, after moving disaster relief supplies for nearly two days, he also lacked the stamina.

Rushing all the way to the distributor's warehouse, the vehicles there were already ready, and all supplies were moved out directly. The warehouse didn't even have a mouse, it was completely empty.