"I say, I really underestimated your school and you students." Lying on the window on the second floor of the administration building, Chen Hansheng wiped the sweat from his forehead and drank a few sips of mineral water. The boys downstairs, led by the military training instructor, took tools to dig stones to save people. The girls were also organized to rescue the wounded.
Li Jia nodded. The school's disaster relief work was much faster than he expected. On the one hand, most of the students were on the playground because of military training. On the other hand, Vice Principal Guo Qian activated the emergency plan in time and quickly organized a rescue team.
After they ran back from the school gate, they reported everything that happened outside the school to Guo Qian, the school's current highest leader.
Li Jia originally thought that it would take a lot of effort to explain to this middle-aged leader what he had seen. But unexpectedly, Guo Qian neither refuted their absurdity nor looked too surprised. He just said one sentence at the time: "Let's go and take a look."
Afterwards, he and Lieutenant Colonel Wang Jiyuan, the chief military training instructor, took a few soldiers and teachers with Li Jia and the others to check around the school wall. Afterwards, they decisively sent people to guard the door and organized a patrol team.
As soon as he returned to the command center, Guo Qian convened an emergency meeting.
Li Jia and Chen Hansheng had been waiting at the door of this conference room for nearly twenty minutes.
Li Jia looked at the tightly closed door and couldn't help but feel a little worried. Everything was too unbelievable. If they hadn't brought back the body of the man he killed, he wouldn't have dared to believe that those natives really existed.
Chen Hansheng paced back and forth. "Xiao Li, I feel suffocated. I don't know why, but I've never felt so uneasy before."
"Me too." Li Jia turned off the screen of his mobile phone. He had just opened the Go game, but was unable to make a single move for a long time.
"I think about it afterwards. Those natives were really bold to charge forward like that." Chen Hansheng said, "The scarred man must be very prestigious to get so many people to risk their lives. It's troublesome! The same natives will be much harder to deal with after they have an organization."
"I think they were all fooled by Scarface." Li Jia was also impressed by Scarface. "The natives are ignorant. They said we have treasure, that we are devils, or they use any weird excuses."
At this moment, they saw a girl in a white coat rushing up from the stairs. Li Jia couldn't dodge and bumped into her. Li Jia just stumbled, but the thin girl stepped on Li Jia's foot and fell to the ground. She cried out "ouch", covered her foot and burst into tears.
Li Jiaben was about to help her up, but when he saw her tearful face, he panicked and stuck his hands in mid-air, not knowing what to do. Fortunately, Chen Hansheng helped her up in time and asked her how her foot was.
"Ah!" The girl pressed her ankle lightly with her hand and cried out in pain. It was obvious that she had sprained it.
"I'm so sorry! I was distracted. Let me help you go to the hospital." Li Jia said anxiously.
Unexpectedly, the girl ignored him and helped Chen Hansheng to stand up, standing on one foot, and said to him: "Please help me to the meeting room quickly."
"There's a meeting going on inside," Chen Hansheng replied.
"This is a matter of life and death, please help me in." After saying this, she hopped forward on one foot, and Lao Chen hurriedly helped her to the meeting room.
"Hey... What should we do with your foot? You need to see a doctor." Li Jia followed her.
"I am the doctor." Without even turning her head, she pushed open the door of the conference room.
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"Feng Yao, the leaders are in a meeting, why did you just rush in like that?" A middle-aged man in a white coat with gray hair stood up in the meeting room and said sternly, "You are organizing a rescue in the school hospital, how can you leave without permission?"
"Director Wang! Xiao Zhang from the pharmacy told me that some commonly used first aid medicines are limited. But there are so many injured people, and disaster relief is like putting out a fire. Why aren't they using the medicines?" The female doctor named Feng Yao went straight to the point.
"There are some things you don't know!" Dean Wang said with a dark face, "Besides, the disaster relief policy I arranged must be based on the overall situation."
"No matter how big the overall situation is, it must be implemented to every wounded soldier. How painful it must be for those wounded soldiers who have no medicine to use? What kind of policy is this?" Feng Yao had a ponytail and was young. She looked a bit like a student, especially with the tears on her face that had not yet been wiped away. She looked weak, but her words at this time were powerful.
This tearful and accusatory look really frightened the dozen or so people in the room, and they immediately fell silent.
"You have no idea that we are already in a different world! There is a shortage of medical care and medicine here, and we have to live within our means. Some people who cannot be saved cannot be treated the same way as before. All medicines must be used where necessary!" Dean Wang's voice became louder.
When Feng Yao heard the words "another world", she almost thought that Dean Wang had gone crazy, but when she saw that the others present were not surprised, her heart sank: "Isn't this Earth?"
"No! We have no more medicine supply." Dean Wang answered loudly.
Feng Yao was stunned for a moment, but she quickly reacted and argued, "No matter where we are, the most important thing is to treat the patients in front of us first. The medicine will eventually run out, and we can't abandon those who are suffering for the sake of future things. Are you keeping these medicines to save your own life?"
Dean Wang was so angry that his face turned red. He suddenly picked up an ashtray in front of him, slammed it to the ground, and shouted: "I, Wang Wenquan, am dedicated to the public. If you have any selfish thoughts in this matter, God will strike you down!"
"You..." Feng Yao wanted to argue.
"Okay! Stop arguing!" A loud voice interrupted the quarrel. It was a middle-aged man sitting in the middle of the conference room. He had a square face that didn't look old, but his hair was a lot grayer, giving people a mature and stable feeling. It was Guo Qian, the vice president in charge of scientific research.
Guo Qian stretched out his hand and pressed lightly, asking Dean Wang to calm down, and then said: "I believe Dean Wang said that for everyone's sake. His idea is to arrange the medicines with the highest efficiency. And he can speak openly about this issue in this occasion, which shows that he has no selfish motives."
Guo Qian gave Feng Yao another encouraging look and said, "However, we must also face the reality that Dr. Feng is facing. That is, we must not only consider the issue of drug reserves, but also the people's hearts. It is easy for us to control the drugs, but if we really do that, what will the teachers and students think? To survive in this unfamiliar environment, the first thing is to be united. If everyone is alienated because of the use of drugs, that would be the biggest tragedy. There is no need to discuss this matter. Dean Wang, you should still do your best to treat him. We will think of future solutions later. There will always be a way out when the car reaches the mountain."
Dean Wang held his breath and finally nodded.
Guo Qian asked Feng Yao again: "Doctor Feng, it looks like your foot is injured. Is it serious? I should have let you rest, but we have too few medical staff. If you can hold on, I still hope you can return to your post and save lives."
"It's okay. I can do it."
"I'll send two more students to go back with you. If you have difficulty moving, you can ask them to help you."
"Okay. Thank you, Principal." Someone came up and helped Feng Yao outside. Chen Hansheng wanted to help, but was stopped by Guo Qian: "Mr. Chen, please stay for a moment. Now that you and Li Jia are in, we can ask you about the details of the previous conflict."
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Li Jia described the situation in detail as requested by the principal. The audience listened carefully, and from time to time someone asked some detailed questions, and Chen Hansheng also added a few points from time to time. He quickly re-enacted the situation in front of everyone. However, when he talked about accidentally killing a local, several exclamations rang out in the room.
"This is troublesome. As soon as we arrived here, we made deadly enemies with the locals."
"Yes. If they come to retaliate, what will we do?"
Li Jia looked at the people talking and felt uneasy. At the same time, he was also filled with anger: Did I want to kill them? Could it be that giving up resistance was the right thing to do
"Did you provoke me?" A man in his thirties with glasses asked sternly, "Why would I come up and start fighting with you?"
"No. As soon as we met, they rushed over. We were just resisting." Li Jia answered while suppressing his anger.
"Maybe if you behaved more peacefully, you could have avoided this!" the man said loudly. "We have to deal with the locals to survive. You set a bad example."
Li Jia felt like the fire in her heart was burning to her throat, and she couldn't hold it back any longer: "People who were not at the scene are not qualified to make such a judgment. You, you..."
Chen Hansheng suddenly held Li Jia's shoulders and said to the man, "Brother, you haven't been in society much, have you?"
"What do you mean? I, Dr. Zhang Hong, stayed at the school after graduation and have been teaching for five or six years now. Is there any problem?"
"No wonder." Chen Hansheng smiled, "You have lived in the school for too long, and you think that the whole world is full of good kids like good students. Do you know who those people are? Couldn't they be bandits? Robbers? In the early years, when you met a robber in the mountains, didn't he hit you with a hammer without saying a word? Humph, the school is our hometown. If someone runs into our home with weapons, you can't blame us for being rude. The old song taught us that when jackals come, we have shotguns!"
"What a quibble! Why didn't they climb up earlier or later? They just climbed up when they saw you appear..."
"Teacher Zhang, there's no point in discussing this now." Guo Qian knocked on the table and said, "The situation is still unclear. The only thing we can be sure of is that half of the school, plus our group, came to a time and space different from the original one. Then, during the contact with the locals, a conflict occurred. No matter how unwilling everyone is, these things have happened."
When Zhang Hong heard the principal speak, he stopped talking.
Guo Qian added: "Mr. Chen and classmate Li first found out the situation for us, which was very helpful in formulating follow-up plans in a timely manner. They also blocked the first wave of attacks from the locals, which was a great achievement. You can imagine how terrible it would be if we were suddenly attacked by a group of thugs and rushed into the school while we were doing disaster relief."
After this analysis, everyone nodded in agreement.
Guo Qian quickly changed the subject: "Since the school's main leaders are not here, it's up to us to take responsibility. Now that we're here, we must protect everyone and keep them alive. I think the two most important things besides disaster relief are organizing supplies and ensuring safety."
Principal Guo is a down-to-earth person. Li Jia calmed down a bit after hearing him say that. He didn't look at the guy named Zhang Hong, but listened to the discussion carefully. According to Bai Yicheng, the director of the logistics department, the school's existing food is only enough for five or six days. If we don't find a source of food locally, the consequences will be disastrous. Guo Qian quickly led everyone to discuss a plan, on the one hand, trying to collect food in the wild, and on the other hand, trying to exchange food with the locals.
"Mr. Chen, classmate Li Jia, I hope you can join the trade team organized by Comrade Bai Yicheng." Principal Guo said.
"What did you say? We've already killed their people, and you want us to exchange food?" Li Jia was a little distracted, and when he heard what Principal Guo said, he was so shocked that he almost jumped up. Are you kidding me? This is a trap for me!
"Student Li Jia, the consequences of that conflict must be resolved. It's better to resolve it sooner rather than later. After all, you are the parties involved, and you scared them. Maybe they still have awe of you. This will help us deal with things. I heard that they just had a battle? People died? Local productivity doesn't look high either? In this case, the cost of human life may not be as high as you think." Guo Qian analyzed, he glanced at Wang Jiyuan who was sitting upright, "As for the safety issue, don't worry, with Captain Wang and his soldiers here, we will never let our people suffer."
Wang Jiyuan was tall and strong, with a serious square face and sharp eyes that made it difficult to look at him. He was wearing a training uniform and nodded, saying, "It's hard to say what the situation is outside, but I will do my best to protect you. As for the locals, it would be best if we can convince them with our mouths. Otherwise, we can convince them with guns."
Guo Qian's analysis and Wang Jiyuan's assurance gave Li Jia some confidence.
So he reluctantly accepted his fate.
Guo Qian said again: "Zhang Hong, you go too."
"Me?" Zhang Hong, who had just been questioning, turned pale. "Why me?"
"You are fluent in four foreign languages and are an expert in languages. The job of trying to communicate is left to you."
You deserve it! Li Jia looked at Zhang Hong, who looked uncomfortable, and felt much better.