Chapter 7: A New Manhattan (2)
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After repeated deliberations by the self-help committee, the red-faced young engineers received a gentle suggestion from Qi Jianjun that they could only adjust the project plan they had devised so that the 498 residents must have practical housing and the most basic community supporting services by the end of the year.
For the time being, there is no need to make much expansion of the marina, and the most important area is the residential area. Every time a piece of flat land is sorted out, the next step of housing construction will be carried out immediately, and other corners will be checked and filled by the next stage of the project.
As a result, there has been a marked improvement in the progress of settlement construction. With the efforts of more than 100 people, including workers from the former wharf expansion construction unit, on October 1, the first large-scale two-storey building in the settlement planning area was completed, covering an area of 200 square meters, made of logs and some precious cement and reinforced materials. It will serve as a community hospital for the Manhattan settlement, and 10 single-story cabins have been built to give priority to the elderly, women and children.
The travelers held a small celebration, and some people said that it was a gift for the National Day. Some people even see this community hospital as a symbol of expanding territory. Everyone has his own understanding of such a little joke.
According to the plan, by mid-October, all the planned more than 50 wooden buildings will be completed, and these houses will be able to accommodate all people, if you don't take into account the family nature of the people who cross the street.
However, even the dock workers, who did not care much about the living conditions in the original time and space, did not accept such an idea. Being able to own a home that truly belongs to you in a new world is everyone's psychology.
More wooden houses were still being built, and more complex architectural schemes were being developed and overturned by a few young second-rate architects......
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Compared with the Manhattan community construction in full swing, the temperature began to gradually decrease after entering October. In addition, various illnesses have appeared in the community one after another, and this situation has tended to spread gradually from the second day after the catastrophe.
The symptoms are strange, some people have severe hair loss, some people have constant diarrhea, and some people simply have a persistent low-grade fever.
Chen Yuanyuan, a retired director of internal medicine at a hospital in a southern city, and his wife, Wang Suhong, a 58-year-old retired gynecologist, were also part of a tour group on the day of the disaster, and the couple in the health industry had planned to go on an island trip to celebrate their 35th wedding anniversary.
In addition to the two couples with absolute qualifications, there were also two emergency doctors from the No. 2 Hospital in Y City, as well as four nurses, who were urgently summoned by the government to prevent migrant workers from demanding wages that could lead to a serious conflict, and they ended up crossing along with their two 120 ambulances.
In addition, there are three ship doctors and a private dentist, plus a few young girls who are still studying medical care in the traveling crowd, which can be regarded as a "strong" medical team. The entire medical department is also the most specialized department of the Manhattan Community Self-Help Committee.
At this stage, all kinds of medical supplies found to be concentrated, as long as they are not too strict and complex diseases, can basically ensure the consumption in the next two years.
Now, Chen Yuanyuan, the head of the medical department under the Self-Help Committee, has to devote all his medical strength to this big battle for the future of the life and death of the Manhattan community.
The diagnosis of an epidemic has been ruled out, and with the exception of a very small number of patients diagnosed with endocrine and electrolyte metabolism disorders caused by special environmental stress, most patients are classified as adaptable.
Being in an unfamiliar and harsh natural geography, the imbalance of microflora in the human body caused by the difference in the pH of water and soil in the living environment has become the diagnosis result of the disease that does not seem to be a big deal.
In the 16th and 17th centuries, the ultra-high mortality rate caused by the European colonization of North America has long been a model for the history of world health development.
Chen Yuanyuan, who was well aware of the problem, immediately prescribed a solution to the disease, and in addition to replenishing a large amount of body fluids to the patient, the self-help committee allocated all the fermented food collected to the community hospital. Even so, several elderly residents almost lost their lives.
It is said that a few years later, when people recall the situation, they almost shudder - hundreds of people are lying in the criminary corners of the community hospital, weak, and no one knows that they have just passed away from death.
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The calendar has reached October 16, a full month before the cataclysm, and the autumn colors in North America are even more obvious.
A long wooden fence has been erected on the outskirts of Manhattan's neighborhood, and at key points there are two-story wooden buildings with spotlights removed from discarded freighters. At night, several marine spotlights glide through the neighborhood and around the neighborhood like a concentration camp searchlight, piercing the cracks in the log walls of the houses.
On more than one occasion, the residents felt disgusted and complained, and although the self-help committee explained that it was to prevent an unpredictable attack by wild beasts or Indians, the curses still rang out every night when a pillar of light swept over a house.
At dusk, Su Zining and Yan Xiaosong walked into a two-storey building in the northeast corner of the Manhattan community with a wooden sign that read "Community Welfare Institute". Their task is to coordinate the follow-up arrangements for the community welfare homes.
Because just a few days ago, the self-help committee gave everyone a decision adjustment that they had been prepared for: before more food supplies were cleaned up, some food supplies began to be rationed for a certain period of time.
Although this inevitably caused some unrest among the population, who had become accustomed to casual acquisition, most people saw the reality of the piles in the cargo area, and the small area of noise was actively mediated by those who understood.
With a small ration adjustment, the previous food waste was controlled without control, and although everyone could still ensure food and clothing, the food waste was reduced a lot. The committee in charge of material management optimistically estimates that even if no other food supplies are sorted out, the current food reserves will be able to support the New Year.
But such material control cannot be one-size-fits-all, and now the entire Manhattan community, except for some people who are responsible for more high-risk jobs, the self-help committee must also pay special attention to the food supply of the community welfare home under the reminder of Liu Lao.
Among the survivors of the catastrophe were 19 boys and girls under the age of 12, and nine of them were orphans.
In the current situation, normal family life cannot really be maintained, so all children under the age of 12, including the nine orphans, are arranged by the self-help committee to live alone in community welfare homes.
"It's as if the two of us are the natural panacea of the self-help committee, and we can't be idle for anything."
Yan Xiaosong smiled and looked at the two rows of children sitting at the wooden table in front of him who ate without saying a word, although his mouth was so, his eyes were obviously much gentler. And in the afternoon, he also had a small conflict with others because of preventing a few migrant workers from looting the dock supplies.
"If it's just to see what they're missing, it's easy." Su Zining said, carefully bypassing the wooden table and walking towards Li Lin, the temporary head of the community welfare home and a former preschool teacher.
"Lao Qi, let me confirm, what else do you need help here?" Su Zining looked back at the children with dull expressions and buried their heads in eating, and sighed slightly in his heart.
"Brother Su, in fact, there is no shortage of food." The preschool teacher, who had only been working for less than two years, had slightly red eyes, and found that several children were looking up at him, so he quickly turned over and lowered his voice, "9 children have lost their parents, and the youngest of them is only 5 years old......
yes, only 5 years old...... Su Zining followed the gaze of the preschool teacher, the little boy who almost had a small head showing the edge of the wooden table, was holding a small bowl and greedily licking the food inside, and his chubby mouth was still dipped in yellow soup.
"This is one of the purposes of my visit, Lao Qi asked me to ask if it takes some time for some couples who have lost their children to adopt them......" Su Zining also bowed his head slightly, unable to bear to face the gaze of these children.
"It has to be this way!" The preschool teacher nodded vigorously, but glanced in a certain direction with a little embarrassment, "Bruno is 8 years old, and Don Hannah is 11 years old, both foreign children, and their parents only dug out of the rubble a few days ago...... Their adoption is more difficult. ”
The two young men turned their heads at the same time, and at the end of their line of sight, there was a corner of the wooden table that was clearly at a distance from the other children. A little boy with beautiful short black hair was staring intently at a plate of wild fruits on the table, while the little girl with long blond hair was just staring blankly at the bowl in front of her, her expression glazed.
"Su Zining, no...... I can't stay here! You can do it! Yan Xiaosong suddenly turned around and strode towards the gate of the community welfare home, his voice trembling a little.
"Hehe, don't look at his usual optimistic appearance...... Today he got into a fight with someone, and his soul was devastated. Su Zining shrugged, defended his friend, and then took out a page from his pocket, "Here is the information of several couples who have lost their children that I have sorted out, and when they all settle down, you can go to a house to talk according to the above situation." ”
"Well, that's great!" The preschool teacher's eyes lit up a little lonely, and he quickly put the paper away carefully, and then pointed to the empty room next door a little embarrassed, "When I was in the ruins before, I saw a lot of toys with broken packaging, and I knew that there were not enough people to collect and organize materials now, but I wanted to ......"
"Those export toys, but let European countries point at the nose of our country's Ministry of Commerce every day and scold, saying how about quality and safety, don't you mind?"
Su Zining smiled and joked, and while playing a trick, he took out another handful of candy from his pocket and put it on the wooden table where the children were eating. In the restaurant, which was a bit dull, several children scrambled to reach out their hands.
"Okay, I have to go back to report to Qi Jianjun, so I won't trouble you, if you need anything, just look for me." Su Zining touched the head of the nearest child, nodded politely and was about to turn away.
"Brother Su, you say, when these children grow up, how will they view the world?"
Suddenly, the preschool teacher asked from behind.
How do you see the world...... Su Zining was stunned for a moment, slowly turned around, and looked at the few children who were grabbing candy all over the room.
"I don't know ...... either" Slowly shaking his head, Su Zining turned around and walked away, leaving only the preschool teacher standing dumbfounded.
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Outside the door, Yan Xiaosong leaned against a tall oak tree that had not been cut down during the community building process, looked up at the dim sky, and smoked a cigarette in his hand.
"I really should let those people who fight all day long over a little bullshit come here!" Yan Xiaosong threw the half-burned cigarette on the ground and exhaled a long breath.
"Now cigarettes are controlled goods, don't waste ......" Su Zining walked to his friend, took out his own cigarette, and handed another one to the other party, "The children's affairs naturally can't be delayed, but I'm more afraid of the adults in Manhattan ...... in the future"
"Huh?" Yan Xiaosong was stunned for a moment, staring at his friend's eyes full of strange eyes, and nodded slowly and knowingly, "Su Xiaobai, I'm waiting to see the day when you become a beast...... Why, I think Li Lin looks good, but I remind you, Li Lin's boyfriend retired from the army. ”
"You just bury me......"
"You can think about Indian women."
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