Mr.President, Let's Get a Divorce
Chapter 262 - 265 whispered a sentence into his ear

Chapter 262: 265 whispered a sentence into his ear

"In a moment, just stay on the helicopter; don’t come down with me."

Tang Xiaohua paused, "I’m your bodyguard, how can I not follow you?"

Out of consideration for the presence of the Dongheng Military District Commander, Wen Nian didn’t say much more.

The helicopter found a relatively high spot to land. The mountains had collapsed, and the houses built along the hillsides and water had all been destroyed.

Since the earthquake occurred, the tremors were strong and incessant, making it impossible for rescue personnel to get close to the disaster area until three o’clock this morning, more than three hours after the quake, when the first batch of rescue troops entered the area.

However, the extent of death and injury had already far exceeded people’s imaginations.

At this moment, it was half-past ten in the morning, eleven hours since the first strong tremor.

Rescue teams were heading to the disaster area in batches, and villages and towns were forming their own rescue squads to search and rescue the affected areas...

They disembarked from the helicopter and began unloading the supplies it had carried.

Tang Xiaohua helped Qu Yu and the Commander with the carrying, but she was surprised to see that Wen Nian was also helping with the transport; she glanced at Wen Nian...

Dongheng always turned colder earlier than Anlin. While the temperature in Anlin was still around ten degrees Celsius, Dongheng was already approaching freezing point.

The warm breath they exhaled formed misty clouds in the air.

Without a doubt, the cold weather added to the difficulties of the rescue efforts and the severity of the disaster.

Other than the helicopter they had arrived in, several more helicopters were circling overhead, all transporting supplies.

The Commander made a phone call, and soon after, some people came to meet them, each one becoming both excited and flustered upon seeing Mr. President...

"You keep doing your work; don’t mind me. Every second we fight for now is a second we snatch from the hands of the Grim Reaper," Wen Nian said in a deep voice.

"Yes, Mr. President."

The small team that met them transferred all the supplies to a temporarily set-up tent.

As Wen Nian and the others approached, the epidemic prevention medical staff immediately handed them gloves and masks.

They walked past the newly erected tents, Wen Nian offering consolation to the survivors who escaped death. Some burst into tears upon seeing the President, while others had no expression at all, as if their souls had been sucked out...

Journalists from the disaster area, having heard of Wen Nian’s arrival, came one after another to capture footage of the President personally visiting the site and consoling the injured.

It was around this time that Tang Xiaohua understood.

During the election period, everything he did must have been for the sake of winning the election.

Natural and man-made disasters; perhaps this catastrophe presented him, the President, with an opportunity to win the hearts of the people...

Thinking this, Tang Xiaohua’s view of Wen Nian’s figure was now one of a ruler who would stoop to any low...

"When the earthquake happened, his three children and wife were all sleeping inside the house. He drove like a maniac back home, only to find his home in ruins, his wife and children buried under the debris. He wanted to dig out his family, and then he, too, got trapped by a stone due to an aftershock."

A journalist explained to Wen Nian about the motionless injured man lying on the bed.

Wen Nian looked at him, a rugged-looking middle-aged man with a seemingly strong body, but with lifeless eyes... like a living dead.

It seemed like everyone was waiting, waiting for Mr. President to say or do something to comfort this heartbroken injured man.

Just one sentence could make the perfect headline for the earthquake disaster...

And yet, Wen Nian merely bent down and whispered something in the injured man’s ear.

Everyone was stunned; they really hadn’t heard what Wen Nian had said.