The Pregnant Mommy Survive on Unlimited Supplies
Chapter 108 - 106 Each outbreak is so frightening

Chapter 108: 106 Each outbreak is so frightening

The night had deepened, and just like Xiang City, B City was also experiencing rain.

The garrison teams had set up tents at the city gates and brought in powerful searchlights.

Chi Chuan and others were selling goods under the lights.

Hearing Gong Yi’s roar, Chi Chuan anxiously craned his neck to glance in the direction of Gong Yi and Hua Mi.

Many of the lined-up survivors also turned their gazes in that direction.

A little girl, holding her mother’s hand, looked up in fear and asked,

"Mom, is that garrison uncle going to hit someone?"

The mother in line hurriedly covered her daughter’s mouth and picked her up,

"Shh, don’t talk; be careful, else you might get hit too."

Next to the armored vehicle, Hua Mi frowned and looked up at Gong Yi.

He was too fierce.

But he cared about her, really, she felt it, based on her life, he was taking care of her.

Gong Yi, annoyed, brushed the water off his cropped hair and continued to yell at her,

"Hua Mi, you need to be fair. It’s been so long, you know what the environment is like outside, and you? You’re darting around everywhere, in B City in the morning, back to Xiang City in the afternoon, and then back to B City in the evening. Are you a monkey?"

He never showed mercy when scolding, scolding Hua Mi just like he scolded his own garrison team.

"Ugh~"

Hua Mi, who’d been likened to a monkey, frowned even harder.

Gong Yi was about to continue his tirade, but then he noticed Hua Mi’s pale face. He paused, and his tone dropped by ten degrees,

"What’s wrong with you?"

"I—ugh~~~"

Hua Mi clutched her stomach and turned around, leaning against the armored vehicle and retching.

"Is your stomach still not better?"

Gong Yi grabbed Hua Mi’s arm and gently placed a hand on her slender back, patting it lightly before asking,

"With all the medicine you have, haven’t you been taking your stomach medicine on time?"

"It’s okay, I—ugh~~~"

Hua Mi threw up violently, even retching out the bitter bile,

"I—ugh~~ I promise to send you a message wherever I go from now on—ugh~"

She made her promise to Gong Yi in between heaves.

Gong Yi’s brows were tightly furrowed. He suddenly scooped Hua Mi into his arms and dashed toward her nanny van parked not far away,

"Enough, don’t make any more promises, just hurry up and take your medicine."

As soon as he’d put Hua Mi in the nanny van, two soldiers from the garrison team ran over,

"Report, Commander, the Garrison team leader from B City has arrived."

Hua Mi was laid down on a bunk bed and Gong Yi, turning back and furrowing his brows, glanced at the soldiers outside, then looked at Hua Mi.

Lying amid the tender light, Hua Mi looked pale and haggard, as if she would crumble with a mere touch.

She lifted her feather-like lashes, weakly saying,

"I’m fine; you go attend to your work. Call me when you’re going to check the supplies in B City."

Gong Yi waved off the two soldiers outside the nanny van and looked at Hua Mi with a frown,

"What exactly is this stomach illness of yours? Every time it flares up, it’s so frightening?"

"Um~~ hmm, actually..."

Hua Mi half-reclined on the bed, not knowing how to tell this straightforward man that this wasn’t a stomach disease, she was pregnant.

Was it even necessary to say?

She had nothing to do with Gong Yi; being pregnant or not wouldn’t hinder her from clinging tightly to the thighs of Gong Yi, her important business partner.

Before she could figure it out, Gong Yi pulled the blanket from the trundle bed and covered Hua Mi with it,

"There, I’m not trying to scold you. You know I’m very busy, dealing with one critical issue after another, all related to life and death, so I don’t have the time to constantly look after you. At times like these, everyone has to rely on their own sense of responsibility."

"Take your medication on time, and send a message if anything happens. Calling works too."

The commander of Xiang City’s Garrison troop outside was waiting for him; the entire management layer of the city was under his control within the management building.

Where did Gong Yi have the time for tender moments?

He turned and walked outside. When he reached the car door, he looked back and added,

"I’ll call you when I go to check the supply warehouse later."

As he spoke, the sharpness around his eyes seemed to soften considerably.

Hua Mi softly "Hmm’d" in response, with downcast eyes, lost in thought.

After Gong Yi had left, she got up and went to the bathroom to wash up, changing into a set of loose, dry clothes, planning to sleep for a while.

Every time she fell asleep, she would stop the automatic harvesting of the orange trees in the backyard.

The oranges that hung heavily on the branches every few minutes would fall off automatically once they ripened.

In a few hours, enough oranges could accumulate to create a wave of oranges, burying her supermarket.

But Hua Mi had her ways.

In reality, after the underground parking garage collapsed and the debris was cleared, there would inevitably be a number of broken rooftops.

All the other broken rooftops were fixed under Hua Mi’s instructions to the Contractor, leaving only one large hole beneath the supermarket’s backyard.

After Hua Mi’s modifications, the oranges falling from the tree would, once they accumulated to a certain amount, drop into the hole and roll into the underground parking garage.

This way, they wouldn’t keep stacking up on the ground, and when Hua Mi woke up from her sleep, she wouldn’t find her supermarket submerged in an orange deluge.

Tang You dispatched the Garrison team to transport supplies from the underground parking garage every day.

And Hua Mi had also called the agriculture trade giant, telling him to no longer send the trucks carrying live fish to Xiang City but instead return to B City.

In the nanny van, as the sky grew dark, Hua Mi had a comfortable night’s sleep. In the middle of the night, her RV’s driver’s side door was opened.

Hua Mi abruptly opened her eyes. Her hand, hidden beneath the blanket, fanned open to grip a boning knife.

There were voices of the Garrison moving outside the vehicle, and the passenger door was pulled open.

From the driver’s seat, Chi Chuan’s voice came through,

"Commander Gong, should I wake up Sister Hua?"

"She’s awake."

Gong Yi took his place in the passenger seat because he couldn’t hear Hua Mi breathing.

The most extreme form of dormancy could make a person mask even their breath.

Hua Mi must have snapped awake the instant Chi Chuan entered the vehicle, ready to spring into action.

Chi Chuan, utterly puzzled, turned back to look at Sister Hua lying in the back of the nanny van, sound asleep.

Awake? Impossible. His movements when opening the door had been exceptionally light.

He then heard Commander Gong explaining from the passenger seat,

"Ah Mi, we’re departing for B City’s supply warehouse now. If there’s nothing pressing, go back to sleep; we’ll call you once we arrive."

The Hua Mi lying on the bed didn’t move, not even opening her eyes.

She relaxed her body slightly, and due to drowsiness from her pregnancy, she quickly fell back asleep.

Chi Chuan, still bewildered, watched as Commander Gong on the passenger seat took out his phone and started looking at it. All the while, a smile curled on his lips.

He heard Hua Mi’s breathing, long and gentle. She had fallen asleep again.

The vehicle, for how long it drove, traveled down a pitch-dark road, with armored cars moving slowly forward.

The vehicle came to a stop, and there was the sound of uniform footsteps outside the window.

Hua Mi, half-aware of the footsteps, felt a sense of reassurance and turned over to fall asleep again.

By the time she had slept her fill and got up to look around, both Chi Chuan and Gong Yi had already left her vehicle.

Hua Mi slowly washed up, cooked rice with mineral water, and then took her time preparing a bag of sour fish for herself.

Chi Chuan knocked on the vehicle’s door.