424: Chapter 423 Is it God?

Chief Designer Bai Yannian finished listening to the report from Deputy Secretary-General Cao Tongguang. Thinking of the "Implementation Plan for the Reform of the Huaxia Medical System" that had already been officially implemented, he zeroed in on the key point and asked:

"What about the medical foreign aid forces?"

"Can they support the nations in North America?"

Deputy Secretary-General Cao Tongguang replied hastily.

"Reporting to Chief Designer Bai."

"According to the 'Implementation Measures for Foreign Aid by Huaxia Medical Industry Personnel' that was newly piloted last month, we are orderly guiding the redundant forces of the Huaxia medical system to go abroad to provide medical assistance to other countries with severe epidemics."

"But before this, the countries or regions with more severe epidemics were mainly around Huaxia."

"Especially some underdeveloped countries or countries with a large proportion of critical patients are our key targets for foreign aid."

"Other developed regions, including the European nations and the nations in North America, are not included."

"The most ridiculous and tragic thing is that the Eagle State was previously the most developed country in the world, and even after its post-war disintegration, it did not have any impact on its medical system."

"But who would have thought that in the face of the epidemic, they would be so vulnerable..."

Chief Designer Bai Yannian felt a headache coming on. Afterward, he asked a few more key questions, but did not get the answers he wanted. At this moment, he also felt the prickliness of the problem.

"Chief Designer Bai."

"Our Secretariat has held two video conferences with the North America Special Administrative Region government."

"We have now discussed two plans."

Deputy Secretary-General Cao Tongguang stopped beating around the bush and got straight to the point.

"The first plan was proposed by Chief Executive Tan of the North America Special Administrative Region."

"He believes that the right to life is greater than everything else."

"For all critically ill patients in the North America region who are in life-threatening danger, we would make an exception to provide the first-generation Azure Dragon Supplement for inoculation."

"This plan can completely solve the biggest problem of the continuously expanding death toll."

Deputy Secretary-General Cao Tongguang paused and continued.

"The second plan was proposed by me."

"I advocate shifting the medical forces that Huaxia is currently sending to various countries on Blue Star for humanitarian aid toward the North America region."

"At the same time, we can also provide Da Qinglong Decoction and Xiao Qinglong Decoction preparations to the nations in North America."

"However, mobilizing manpower and material resources requires a process. Even without considering some non-essential factors, it is estimated that it will take at least about 10 days of buffer time."

"Chief Designer Bai, please make the decision."

In Deputy Secretary-General Cao Tongguang's words, another layer of meaning was very clear and explicit. The Azure Dragon Supplement concerned the gene pool of the Huaxia nation. Providing inoculations to foreign races was a red line that must not be crossed. Even if one hundred thousand or one million people died in the North America region, this precedent absolutely must not be set.

Chief Designer Bai Yannian did not answer immediately. Instead, he flipped through the urgent report from the North America Special Administrative Region government regarding the current situation of the nations in North America. A few minutes later, Chief Designer Bai Yannian spoke slowly.

"Secretary-General Cao."

"The two major policies of deferred payment of national debt taxes and zero-interest mortgage loans will remain unchanged..."

"Expedite the allocation of 80% of the existing Da Qinglong Decoction and Xiao Qinglong Decoction preparations to the North America region. The deployment of foreign aid medical personnel must be tight and fast; they must be in place within 7 days..."

"For foreign relatives of Huaxia citizens in the North America region, open a green channel for Huaxia Dragon Card approval... For those who have returned to Huaxia to settle, accelerate the political review, and those who pass will be prioritized for Azure Dragon Supplement inoculation..."

"..."

Chief Designer Bai Yannian's deployment regarding the situation in the North America region continued, but Deputy Secretary-General Cao Tongguang already felt a sense of relief in his heart. It seemed he had guessed the true intention of the upper leadership correctly.

When Chief Designer Bai Yannian's last sentence landed, Deputy Secretary-General Cao Tongguang responded decisively.

"Understood!"

"Chief Designer Bai, just leave it to me."

...

Five days later. At the southern end of the North America continent. In the southwestern part of the former second-largest state of the Eagle State, Noxus State, now the Noxus Nation, at the border with the Black Song Nation. A large city named Saint-An City.

"Professor Disser, it's not that I don't care about you."

"Little Bess is already dead, and I estimate that I am going to die soon too, hahaha..."

"Hahaha... cough cough..."

"Good luck to you, may God bless you, hahaha..."

A door-slamming sound rang out. Watching his wife leave heartlessly, Professor Disser, lying on the bed, felt a wave of despair.

He used to be a technical engineer at a listed automobile company. His monthly salary could reach 14,000 to 18,000 dollars. Every half year, he also received a hefty bonus. This level of income was already absolute middle class in a second-tier city in the southern part of North America like Saint-An City.

But for some reason, as a wealthy person in the eyes of outsiders, his salary was never enough to maintain a very "normal" middle-class standard of living.

However, how should he put it? With credit cards, it was no problem to hold out until the bonus was issued. But who knew? Not long ago, the Noxus Nation suddenly officially levied a national debt tax. He also inexplicably shared a tax liability as high as 80,000 Eagle Dollars.

"Honey, Jenny and the others said that true wealthy people are all proactively paying their national debt taxes, and only poor people would be in arrears with the state's taxes. We cannot lose face like that."

At the time, he also thought it made sense. So he swiped his entire credit card limit to the Finance and Tax Department. His wife also happily went to the noblewoman circle to continue engaging in high-end socializing.

But Professor Disser knew that he had fallen into the most serious debt crisis. Even this month's food expenses were a problem.

However, it never rains but it pours. He was sick. His whole family was sick. They had contracted an infectious disease that caused inexplicable laughter, full-body weakness, and even severe nerve pain.

Ten days ago, his six-year-old daughter, Little Bess, was the first to get sick. Next was himself. Finally, his wife.

Yesterday, Little Bess passed away in the hospital due to a lung infection. He was also lying on the bed, weak all over, without even the strength to drink water. His wife was the last to get sick and still had a little strength, but in total despair, she also abandoned him.

"Die."

"Once dead, all this terrible stuff will be over, hehehe..."

Professor Disser, bathed in the sunlight from outside the door, laughed self-deprecatingly.

"Isn't it, God?"

[Not at all.]

Looking at the English characters on the light screen in front of him, Professor Disser was stunned. He barely lifted his weak right hand and rubbed his eyes hard.

"Are you God?"

"Are you God?"

"God, did you come to save me?"

Professor Disser couldn't help but shout excitedly.

[Open the drawer.]

[Take the ibuprofen tablets.]

[All of them.]

"Okay, okay!"

Professor Disser took out the last 10 ibuprofen tablets in the drawer with extreme difficulty. This was the only painkiller he had left. He couldn't worry about the overdose issue. Trembling, he took them directly with water.

A few minutes later, the pain all over his body slowly disappeared. But a wave of cramping pain came from his stomach.

[Go out.]

[Go to the community hospital.]

Professor Disser, who was now able to move, obeyed and did as he was told. Just as he went out, a light screen flashed before his retinas again.

[Front right.]

[Gift.]

Professor Disser took two steps in one, arriving at the roadside by the door. He stared fixedly at the only thing in front to the right—a trash can. After thinking for a long time, he finally let go of his last bit of reserve. After rummaging around, he finally pulled a wallet out of a pile of debris.

"100 dollars!!"

"My God!!!"

Professor Disser was overjoyed. For him, who was penniless, this huge sum of money could undoubtedly save his life!

[Continue moving forward.]

Professor Disser suppressed the ecstasy in his heart. He hurriedly followed the great God's instructions and continued toward the community hospital.

When he arrived at the community hospital a few hundred meters away, he found that there were quite a few people here.

"You dare to drink the things sent by those devils from Huaxia?"

"You can drink it if you want, but I won't drink it!"

"Look at that black stuff, it's not some poison, is it?"

"..."

Listening to the conversations of the people around him, Professor Disser felt confused. Just then, God's whisper came again.

[Step forward.]

[Receive the decoction.]

[Gift.]

...