Read Novel Full Chapter 589: Let’s Invite Comrade Jiang Ning to Speak
Chapter 589: Let’s Invite Comrade Jiang Ning to Speak
When it came to military or technological strength, Fengcheng was nowhere near as strong as Huacheng. So whatever the expert team was here for was probably something Huacheng Base was lacking.
Excluding the military camp and the seawater desalination plant, Jiang Ning decisively headed to the farm to take a look.
The farm had been expanding continuously and had grown to a decent size. Many of the poultry were almost ready for market.
But the moth infestation didn’t discriminate—humans weren’t the only ones who got poisoned by inhaling moth powder; poultry were affected too.
Poultry were incredibly valuable, and after a theft incident, Rong Tingting had insisted that at least half of the workers stay overnight at the farm every day.
The farm’s employee dorms were actually better than most of the workers’ own homes, so they were more than happy to move in and treated the dorms like their own houses.
There weren’t that many workers, so treating them wasn’t too hard. But there are still a few thousand poultry…
When Jiang Ning arrived, Rong Tingting had several layers of cloth wrapped around her face, covering her nose and mouth as she directed the workers to burn mugwort for disinfecting the coops.
She was talking while tears kept falling uncontrollably.
A lot of the workers were crying too.
Jiang Ning felt a wave of emotion—during the natural disaster, human lives were as fragile as grass.
Seeing Jiang Ning, Rong Tingting, who had been holding it together, finally cracked.
“Sister Ning, a lot of the poultry aren’t doing well… What should we do?”
Was all their hard work really going to be wiped out overnight by this moth infestation?
She just couldn’t accept it. Things were finally improving—so why did natural disasters always hit at the worst possible time?
Even though Rong Tingting was still young, she’d always handled things with maturity and composure. Every task given to her had been done flawlessly.
This was the first time Jiang Ning had seen her so shaken.
It wasn’t just about duty—it was personal too.
This was the result of her efforts, her sweat and tears.
The same went for the workers. Some were already sick but still gritting their teeth and pushing through.
It wasn’t that they were being selfless heroes—they just didn’t want to lose their jobs.
If the farm went down, so did their only source of food.
In the apocalypse, unless it killed you instantly, illness was just another obstacle.
What people feared most was not death, but the slow suffering of being half-alive and starving every day.
Jiang Ning entered the shed and saw that many of the poultry were wheezing, their eyes bloodshot, heads drooping, completely listless.
The mugwort fumigation didn’t seem to be helping much.
She decided to try making a homemade “adrenaline substitute.”
She asked the workers to pause and use clean water to wash the birds’ eyes first.
Then she told Rong Tingting to go get some potato starch and crushed wild grass. While she was gone, Jiang Ning secretly pulled out some pre-ground Sichuan pepper and chili powder from her space.
She mixed the powders into the potato starch and wild grass, added boiling water, and stirred it all together.
Once it was mixed into a thick paste, she formed small pellets, about the size of a pinky finger, and gave one to each of the weak birds.
Then she brought out two more bags of medicine—one was a bag of Chinese herbs meant for the workers to use as an eye rinse for allergies.
“The hospital’s packed, no way you’ll get seen in time. Just boil this into a steam rinse. I’ll come back later to check.”
The second bag was for the birds. After 30 minutes, if the adrenaline pellets seemed to help, they could mix this powdered herbal medicine into the feed and give it to the birds.
She was in a rush to meet Chief of Staff Si and the others, so she didn’t have time to stay.
Jiang Ning’s instructions helped calm Rong Tingting down.
When she heard Jiang Ning was looking for someone, she suddenly remembered something.
“Sister Ning, I think I saw them.”
Rong Tingting had always been an early riser, thanks to living with her third uncle. When she noticed something strange about the moths, she rushed to the farm.
On the way, she passed a group of people.
They looked very unfamiliar, nothing like the people from their base.
She figured they were probably the delegation from Huacheng that her third uncle had mentioned yesterday.
But at the time, she was too focused on the poultry and didn’t think much of it.
Jiang Ning’s expression shifted slightly.
“What condition were they in at the time?”
Rong Tingting thought back.
“I think I heard someone coughing, and they were all covering their mouths and noses. One of them even warned me to head home quickly and said something was wrong with the moths.”
So someone in their group had already started showing symptoms back then.
Jiang Ning knew exactly where to go, so she headed straight for the hospital without stopping.
As expected, the hospital was overcrowded, and it was impossible to squeeze in.
And that’s not an exaggeration. The base hospital was already pretty small, and now it was swarmed with survivors. Most people couldn’t even get close to the exam rooms—they were all crowding in the yard like a sea of people.
It was pure chaos.
Everywhere you looked, there were patients breaking down. Some were in such bad shape their eyes were leaking blood.
There weren’t enough medical staff, and treatments took time, but panic and fear were spreading like wildfire.
With no help in sight, some people started yelling, others got violent.
Many medical workers were injured, and if more arrived, it would only make the situation worse.
It was a total mess.
Jiang Ning shoved her way through the crowd to get inside. Some of the patients saw her in protective gear and grabbed at her.
“Doctor! Doctor, please help me, my eyes—I’m going blind…”
Before the guy could finish, he started coughing violently.
At this point, there was no point in saying more useless words.
“Wait your turn. You’re not going to die.”
Jiang Ning pushed him aside and kept going, shoving her way through the crowd with determination.
The hospital was completely packed, and it took a great deal of effort for her to find the director.
The director was running around in a panic—there weren’t nearly enough staff, and the real problem was they were running out of medicine.
They had no Western medicine and were missing several key Chinese herbs, which made their treatments way less effective.
Even with soldiers trying to keep things under control, the situation was barely manageable.
No one wants to die.
Fear was overpowering reason, and that desperation to survive made people lose it.
Jiang Ning asked, “What medicine are you missing?”
The director rattled off several items without stopping, including both external and oral medications.
Jiang Ning wasn’t bad at medicine herself. She took one look at the prescription and knew it really was for allergic reactions.
She had most of the ingredients stocked in her space, but two herbs were missing. Luckily, she had alternatives that could work.
If they didn’t get these moth-allergy patients treated, the whole base could spiral into chaos.
From Gu Tinglin to the workers at the breeding farm, everyone’s hard work would go to waste.
Looking at the endless line of patients outside and hearing the nonstop cries of pain, Jiang Ning gritted her teeth and said, “I still have some herbs, I should be able to make up the difference.”
The director stared at her in shock. “Seriously?”
“I’ve been saving them for a rainy day—let’s hope they work.”
“Comrade Jiang, thank you so much.”
Out of nowhere, Rong Sanshao appeared. “No need to thank her. As a base member, Comrade Jiang has always had a high level of awareness.”
Where did this chatterbox come from? The director twitched his lips.
Still, he was genuinely grateful to Jiang Ning. Her greenhouse had been growing herbs this whole time. She sold some to the hospital and even donated seedlings a few times.
And now, just before disaster struck, she stepped up and donated again. Truly selfless.
She really did have the makings of a leader.
Rong Sanshao tugged at Jiang Ning. “Sister, are you really gonna donate the medicine?”
Jiang Ning nodded. “What are you even doing here?”
“I’m from the military secretary’s office. I’m here to represent the leaders and comfort the public.”
Then he whipped out a loudspeaker. “Alright everyone, quiet down and listen up! The hospital’s short on medicine and staff, but don’t panic! Comrade Jiang Ning is not only beautiful and kind-hearted, but she also built the greenhouse, opened the livestock farm, and is always thinking about the base’s development.
More importantly, in this critical moment, she donated life-saving medicine.
You will have medicine soon, so don’t panic, don’t be afraid.
Trust Comrade Jiang Ning—she learned from a nationally renowned traditional medicine professor. This moth disaster allergy is nothing at all.
The prescriptions are already written, and the donated medicine will arrive soon. Everyone will get some.
And best of all, she’s right here with you. She’s not going anywhere, and you will get better.
Now, let’s welcome Comrade Jiang Ning to say a few words!”
With that, he shoved the loudspeaker into Jiang Ning’s hands.