767 I Am Here (2/2)
The town people believed him, and they became friendlier. If there were occupations that would be warmly received by the people in this sort of disaster, insurance agents would definitely be one of them.
Everyone was still looking forward to insurance companies to give them money so that they could start afresh.
”I came with another companion, did you guys see him?” Naldo moved his body and moaned softly. He knew he was injured, however, he was more concerned about the volunteers who sent him over.
If the volunteers had reached Cuba Town, he would need to change his role.
”Nope.”
”There was no one who came over the past few days.”
”Are insurance agents so professional now?”
The town residents laughed while surrounding Naldo, and they chatted.
When Naldo heard that, he was relieved. He guessed that the volunteers may have gone back or followed their original plan to go to the hospital.
When Naldo thought about this, he was a bit mad again.
If the cameraman was not a coward and came together with him, he would probably have a companion by now. Working together with someone was definitely more comfortable than working alone.
The volunteers consisting of policemen and firefighters were more annoying. If they were more serious about their work, at the very least, they would keep an eye on his assault boat. Then it would not be stolen, and Naldo would not have been rendered unconscious after falling into the water.
”Hmm… I might need a doctor.” Naldo moved his body and made a ruckus without any hesitation. Naldo did not know how many bruises he had after being washed away by the flood into the river and floated for dozens of miles. All he could feel was burning pain.
The town residents smiled and shouted.
”Get him a doctor.”
”Someone please go to the town and call the doctor.”
”Young man, you won't want a doctor from the town. Last time, he almost removed my appendix just because I ate a little more meat than usual.”
Naldo was stunned. ”Isn't there a Chinese doctor over there?”
”He's in the hospital now,” Tamron said. Then, he asked curiously, ”How did you know that we have a Chinese doctor over here?”
”Somebody told me about it when I came over.” Naldo was very good at lying. He immediately skipped this topic of conversation and asked, ”Why are all of you repairing the road? Don't you want to wait until the rain stops?”
”Ten thousand US Dollars for 0.62 miles of road,” Tamron said calmly, ”There are only a few miles of the road that can't be used now, so everyone is working hard.”
”Ten thousand US Dollars for 0.62 miles of road… so that's 3.28 feet for one hundred US Dollars?” Naldo quickly calculated the figures and said in amazement, ”You still want to earn money in this kind of weather?”
”This money was given by Miss Tian Qi. Besides, most of the roads are not required to be repaired, and everyone is quite bored as well.” The town residents agreed and nodded when Tamron said that.
”Someone may die during the road repairs in this kind of weather, right?” Naldo slowly drew the direction of the conversation to the questions he was concerned with.
Tamron said scornfully, ”That's because they do not have instructions from a top-class engineer.”
”What kind of top-class engineer?”
The people beside him also said proudly, ”Miss Tian Qi invited a famous engineer to make some plans on the roads from the town to the hospital. It's not just the roads between these two places, he also planned the repairs of the road from the state government to town was also done. Even the execution steps are planned.”
”Do all of you have so many construction machines?”
”The engineer made his plans according to the machines we have,” the town residents said proudly. ”You haven't seen that before, right? That's what we call real customization.”
”So… No one in the town died because of this?” Naldo still could not believe that.
Mocking laughter was heard from the town residents.
”Help me up.” Naldo struggled to stand. He wanted to take a look on his own.
The people beside him helped him up. Naldo stood firmly on his feet, but a sharp pain shot up his right leg, and he could not help but shout.
Two and a half hours later, the general practitioner of Cuba Town smiled at Naldo, whose head was very much awake now. ”You have three severed toes. I've cut them for you and preserved them.”