'Dirty, dirty …'
The All Nations' construction machines made loud noises as they did the work of splitting the mountain and opening the road.
Behind them was the herd of cows who worked hard and were dumbfounded throughout the whole process.
Reporter Naldo, who had half of his body wrapped in bandages, was openly taking pictures with his camera. What he wanted to take pictures of the most were actually corpses, but after he lost three toes, what he could take pictures of was up to the lady pushing the wheelchair, not Naldo himself.
"Mariana, Mariana!" Naldo took a few pictures and began to feel bored, so he could not help but shout.
"Sit here for a while." Mariana was in her forties this year, and her family owned a small farm, so she was strong and had a big waist.
All the residents in the town were mobilized.
Those who could drive construction vehicles were the main force. Other than that, the cowboys also tried to drive the cows and do some transportation work.
Women like Mariana were called "strong women" by Tian Guo, and they were also included in the team to do some heavy work that was not inferior to that of men.
Of course, in this small town of more than a thousand people, there was not much heavy work that really needed to be done. Transporting the injured reporter and pushing the wheelchair was considered one of them.
However, the mayor and the others cared about the reporter, but Mariana did not care. After a day, she had lost patience with the fat man who only knew how to hold his phone and shout. At this moment, Mariana was more willing to chat with the owner of the sex toy shop instead of pushing the fat man around.
Naldo shouted for a while and also felt bored, so he held the camera and took a few more pictures of the herd of cows.
In the past, Brazil also used animal power for construction, but that was indeed quite a long time ago. So, even with Naldo's age, he had never seen a herd of cows working hard again.
This was especially true for the expensive Zebu.
The cattle owners spent a lot of money to buy the fine cattle spirits and put in a lot of effort to mix the feed, all for the sake of getting delicious beef. No one was willing to let the cows work for a long time.
Nowadays, beef sought a high proportion of fat and the so-called marbling. In order to achieve such an effect, the cattle had to be pampered. Not only did they have to eat comfortably, but they also had to exercise moderately. They couldn't even have mental stress.
A good Zebu should live like a middle-aged man in a small city. It should eat a lot and be serious. It did not need to be too meticulous, but it could not be too rough either. It should not exercise much, but it could not be completely motionless either. It was best to take a walk after fishing every day, pretending to maintain its figure and slowly accumulate fat. On the mental side, it was important to relax and occasionally get tense like in a karaoke session.
To the Zebu in the modern farm, working so hard that it made them sweat was like a story from ancient times. They could only remember it by word of mouth. Just like a middle-aged man in a small city.
Ka ka ka.
Ka ka.
Naldo pressed the shutter and took a group of photos. Then, he turned, took another group of photos, and turned again …
Naldo saw Tian Qi.
Tian Qi was wearing a tight-fitting work uniform. She was tall and graceful.
She wore a yellow hard hat and stood proudly on a small hill. Behind her were a few temporary engineers and two satellite phones.
Naldo knew that Tian Qi communicated with the designers and engineers in China and many European countries through the satellite phone every day to maintain the progress as fast as possible and modify the plan at the right time.
Even if it was to open up a path for the town, there would still be people who would be lazy or use specious reasons to explain their laziness. Every time this happened, they would face world-class engineers and senior technical workers.
The workers who failed in the debate would often show unimaginable power when they returned to their posts after a long period of interaction with Tian Guozheng, the mayor, and the review team formed by many residents of the town.
Ka ka.
Naldo adjusted the focus and took dozens of photos of Tian Qi in one go.
Then, he took down the camera and could not help but exclaim in admiration.
"It's connected, it's connected!"
An excited shout suddenly came from the front. Then, the shout became louder.
Naldo's reporter cells were instantly activated, and he quickly shouted, "What's connected? Is it connected? "
"Of course it's connected." The strong woman, Mariana, walked over and stepped on the brakes of Naldo's wheelchair. She said, "Let's go to the front."
As she spoke, she transported Naldo to her MPV.
The reason why she took on the job of transporting reporters was also related to Mariana's MPV. Few residents in the town bought this kind of business car. They preferred pickup trucks. However, Mariana had four children. Now, under Tian Qi's coordination, Mariana's children were sent to the nursery in the town, so that Mariana could have more time to participate in the construction.
"Is the road repaired?" Naldo asked again.
Mariana nodded. "The Chinese's road repair skills are very good."
"The road was built by the whole town. Why do you have to say that the Chinese are good?" Naldo was unhappy.
Mariana chuckled. "Aren't you Brazilian? Haven't you seen the Brazilians' projects? "
Naldo stopped talking.
"Bring that reporter here." A man in black tights ran over with a walkie-talkie in his hand.
Naldo held the camera and suddenly felt a little nervous. "Why are you looking for me?"
"To stitch your toes." The man in black tights stuck his head into the car, glanced at Naldo, and said, "There's a doctor in Guozheng Charity Hospital who will stitch you up."
Naldo's face stiffened. He could not help but remember his severed toes that he saw yesterday.
And the general practitioner whose IQ was obviously not online.
"I want to go to Rio de Janeiro for surgery." Naldo quickly expressed his attitude.
"Up to you." The man who came to inform him did not care. He turned his head and flipped his rain hat over. He said, "I heard that it's not easy to stitch a finger back after it's severed for a day. The passage between Cuba and the outside world has not been opened yet."
"Wait …" Naldo stopped the man, "I want to go to the hospital to consult the doctor first."
He comforted himself in his heart. 'There must be corpses in the hospital for me to take pictures.'
…..
An hour later.
Naldo's car arrived at Guozheng Charity Hospital.
Similar to Cuba Town, Guozheng Charity Hospital was surrounded by floods, silt, and garbage.
The difference was that there were a few puffs of smoke in the hospital, and there were faint sounds of laughter and music.
Then, he could smell the strong smell of roast beef.
"It's like a party." Mariana, who was driving, smelled the smell and laughed. "A rancher's party. I hope there's still beef left."
"Or maybe they're burning corpses and covering them up with the smell of beef." Naldo looked out the window, but he was not calm at all. He risked a huge risk to come here, and this was his last hope.
Mariana did not even look at Naldo's expression. She smiled and shook her head. "It's impossible to be burning corpses. Burning corpses doesn't smell like this. It's even more impossible to smell like this when it's roasted with beef. "
Naldo shuddered and looked at the rancher's auntie next to him.
"Okay, I'll send you to the hospital. Hurry up and get your toes reconnected." Mariana found a place to park her car and swayed toward the direction of the music.
Naldo was a few seconds late. He wanted to call for help, but he could not.
After a long time.
Only then did the two caregivers slowly walk over.
"Did you break your toes?" the care worker asked.
Naldo nodded quickly.
"Did you bring your toes?"
"Yes, I did." This was what Mariana had prepared for Naldo. The latter quickly took out the toes from the incubator.
"Alright. Let's go for the surgery. "The care workers pushed Naldo away.
Naldo quickly craned his neck like a duck in a cage. He looked around.
Compared to the chaos outside the hospital, the inside of the hospital could be said to be very neat and clean.
There were patients waiting for their dressing to be changed in the hall. There were also patients who were doing rehabilitation exercises and walking.
The patients' family members moved between the hall and the corridor. They either took care of the patients, chatted, or helped.
The hospital was peaceful, and it made Naldo frown in discomfort.
Then, he saw the handsome Ling Ran.
* Click. *
Naldo could not help but raise his camera and take eight consecutive shots of Ling Ran.
"Put the camera away," Ling Ran ordered in a low voice and said, "Remove all the bandages and wash them."
"So extravagant?" Ma Yanlin looked at Naldo and whispered, "This patient needs bandages."
"There's a pharmacy in Cuba Town. We have bandages and disinfectant now." As Ling Ran spoke, he seemed to be relieved and said, "Clean and disinfect the operating theater, ward, recovery room, corridor, and all other places."
Ma Yanlin felt his scalp tingle when he heard that. He said, "There are only a few of us …"
"We can use the manpower in Cuba Town." Ling Ran sighed again and looked at Naldo next to him. He said, "Five hours. After five hours, bring the patient up. "
Naldo raised his head and looked a little obedient.
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