Mo Kun didn't care about Huang Lei's accusation at all, he pointed to the pile of ruins in front of him and smiled contemptuously: "Don't be too conspicuous, if you provoke me, there must be a few of you in that pile, believe it or not?" I don't mind if there are a few more victims of this earthquake, anyway, you have already annoyed others, and no one will notice when you will disappear without a sound, so you better be honest with me and obey all my arrangements, otherwise, ······ Hum! ”

Huang Lei was furious, this man like a hellish Shura, the kind of momentum he emitted at the moment made him feel scared.

Although his eyes were half-closed, and his words were very quiet, only the two of them could hear them, but Huang Lei could still find from his deep and fierce eyes that the consequences he said would definitely be done.

You know, the location he was referring to was the collective storage place after searching for the victims, and many people, no matter how proud they were in life, were littered there, and no one wanted to take a second look.

And if this man is really forced to be anxious, he may not necessarily do it, let himself be one of the victims, and die silently in this foreign land, no one to bury it, no one to pay tribute!

For so many years, he had never seen or encountered anyone who scared and frightened him, and the one in front of him was, there was no one of them, but the only one.

So in addition to being able to be a man with his tail between his legs, what else can he do? This relationship between the fish and the sticky board annoyed him, but he had to surrender to it.

Although he really wants to show his usual majesty and domineering, but in front of this man, he can only bow his arrogant head, temporarily dust the arrogance of the past, and be a shrinking head, timid, and afraid of death is the best choice.

Solve these people who took the lead in making trouble, and then it will be much easier, although there are also a few men in the square who are eager to try to fish in troubled waters, but with the lessons of Huang Lei and others, none of them dare to act rashly, and accept the arrangement in a proper manner, even if they don't know when it will be their turn, they can only press their hearts to be anxious and panicked, afraid, and continue to wait silently.

Seeing that the square was quiet, Mo Kun began to let Zhou Tianxing and Zhehua take turns to arrange, first arranging the more serious wounded together, and then arranging the less serious ones together, and then slowly concentrating on treatment.

Of course, at this time, not only Xiao Rui and Wei Zhonglin, but also several people in the crowd who didn't know each other, they were all doctors or nurses, and they had opened clinics no matter how bad they were, so they were rare messengers in white.

According to their skills, Mo Kun was divided into several camps.

Good skills are responsible for treating the seriously wounded, and college students such as Xiao Rui are responsible for the simple bandaging of the lightly injured.

Everyone was doing it in an orderly manner, and of course, the results were quite good.

There are fewer and fewer wounded who have not been treated, and those who have been treated no longer have complaining because of their inner comfort.

There was an unprecedented harmony throughout the square, even if only temporarily, which was good.

Mo Kun was not happy at all, raised his eyes to look at the gray sky, and fell into deep thought.

As the direct leader of this accident, he took over all the arrangements so much, of course, he would not do those small things himself, he just needed to coordinate all the details.

However, he also knew that if he didn't think it through, it would bring ruin to the rest of the people.

Mu Xiaonuan raised her eyes and looked at the man who was bowing his head and contemplating not far away, smiled lightly, did not call him out loud, and continued to do what was at hand.

Last night they kissed me and me, lingering, but this time they could only look at it from afar, and then they went back to their work.

Even if there is no intimate contact in the past, you can feel your position in the eyes of the other party at a glance, which makes Mu Xiaonuan very comfortable and happy.

As a temporary leader, a man has a lot of things to consider, and she won't bother, but will only silently deal with things for him that he hasn't considered, such as now.

"Sister Xiao Nuan, do you want to wash this dish?" Wang Wan on the side interrupted Mu Xiaonuan in thought.

"Washing?·····" Mu Xiaonuan didn't come back to her senses, and asked in surprise.

Wang Wan understood where Mu Xiaonuan's confusion came from, she rolled her eyes and explained: "This dish was just brought back from the vegetable market in the early morning, I want to wash it, but you also know that after this earthquake, all water sources have been polluted and cannot be used, and the pure water in the stock is not used to wash vegetables?" ”

The water source of the entire scenic area has been hit hard, and all of them have become mud.

They also only have dozens of barrels of pure water in the hotel's inventory, and to satisfy the hundreds of surviving people, it is really insignificant and miserable.

Mu Xiaonuan hurriedly shook her head, showed a sly smile, and leaned into her ear and said a word.

Listening to Mu Xiaonuan's words, Wang Wan couldn't help but look at her with wide eyes, dumbfounded: "This is okay?" ”

Mu Xiaonuan smiled like a flower, picked up a knife and poked a plastic bottle cap, and a few small holes appeared in the bottle cap, but it was not big.

Picked up a small bottle of mineral water from the side, quickly replaced the cap, and then poured the water in the bottle on top of a large stack of vegetables, and immediately looked like it had just been washed.

Mu Xiaonuan shrugged her shoulders very calmly, and her tone was solemn and determined: "Hey, this is not the end." ”

Ignoring Wang Wanru's deep eyes, he turned his head and said very lightly to a few women who were helping: "Sister-in-law, these dishes have been washed and can be cut, we have to hurry up, otherwise everyone will be hungry." ”

Yes, Mu Xiaonuan is now in the position of kitchen director, leading several women, including Wang Wan and a few girls, not to do anything about search and rescue and rescue, but directly entered the back kitchen of the hotel and carried out a few cauldrons from it.

Seeing this posture, the men and women who were idle on the side also joined the camp, helping to cut the vegetables, cutting the vegetables, and cutting the vegetables, they were very busy, and there was no harmony that there had never been.

You must know that from last night to now, they have not eaten a grain of rice, and they are still asleep, they were woken up by this damn earthquake, from the panic at the beginning to the hunger now, a full dozen hours have passed, they have long been hungry and dizzy, especially now that their lives are guaranteed, of course, they have to fill their stomachs.

Even the position of the chef has been taken up by several chefs in the hotel, although they also know that they can no longer make high-end dishes like yesterday, filling their stomachs is the top priority, but it can make the taste better, which is also what everyone wants to see, and the chef's profession is definitely the best candidate, so no one will fight with them.

Of course, from the very beginning, Mu Xiaonuan never thought of doing this, she just played the role of a reminder, and someone would naturally take over to do it next.

Now she just needs to look around, command at hand, and arrange the arrangement, anyway, he told the chef, there is no need to make a lot of tricks, just a dish and a bowl of rice, don't do anything else, if those people dislike it, they will dislike it, and they don't eat and love to pull it down.

He even told the person in charge of the spoon that if those people disliked it, they would not give it to them, let them starve, and see who was better than whom?

Looking up at his son and the old man and the old lady who came down from the mountain, Mu Xiaonuan's eyes were full of guilt and tenderness, and he quietly greeted him and patted Mo Zichen's dirty little face.

"Aaron, it's very powerful, not only did you bring your grandparents down, but you also brought so many grandparents down, it's good."