Zhou Heng's face turned dark. In later generations, this is a thorn head. Let you learn what color of hat you pay attention to?

What's wrong with green?

The isolation suits for the surgery are all green, which delay visual fatigue and does not look tired. What's wrong with this?

"Hats can make people see you from a distance, so that they can tell who is volunteer. It is very easy for patients and our volunteers themselves to distinguish."

At this moment, a group of people came in at the door, all of whom were dark green robes, wearing dome hats or green turbans on their heads. They walked to the middle of the lobby without using a chair to sit on the ground with a command.

The leader was Desheng. Ma Lingshan was still dealing with patients in the clinic at this moment, and Zhou Heng waved his hands to him and Qu Ziping.

The two quickly walked to Zhou Heng and bowed to salute.

"I just talked about grouping. The literate person below raises his hands. Let me see how many of them are?"

As the question began, someone raised his hand, Zhou Hengyi waved his hand, Desheng and Qu Ziping brought people forward and tied red ropes to their arms.

Zhou Heng then asked a few more questions, and then some people kept raising their hands, and some people already had several ribbons on their arms.

Zhou Heng looked at it and then ordered:

"According to the screening just now, Desheng and Qu Ziping are responsible for grouping personnel. The more ribbons there are, the more you can teach them, the eight groups will be allocated according to our plan, placing porridge, registering, arranging accommodation and distributing supplies, must select those with good tempers and patience. Those who seek medical treatment in grades will directly select from the clinic. People who catch rats and logistics transportation must choose good physical strength."

The two nodded, and one led a dozen people and walked directly to both sides. Everyone cooperated well, so the grouping speed was very fast and it was completed in a quarter of an hour.

The personnel who were assigned to the group were taken out separately. The consultations had been completed in the clinic. The eight group clinics had produced relevant regulations and training content. It would be very complicated to learn too much at once, but only one content was learned, and such training speed was very fast.

Seeing that all the people in the lobby evacuated and even the chairs had been moved out, Liu Renli looked at Zhou Heng.

"Is it enough for just one or two hours of training?"

Zhou Heng nodded, "Don't worry, every group has people from a clinic. Even if there is an emergency, it can be solved. How many refugees are there outside the city at this moment?"

Liu Renli looked worried, "Just just came to report that there were already two thousand refugees outside the city at noon."

Outside the city.

A weak figure, holding a pottery bowl with a gap, pulled a boy younger than him, and stood behind a team.

The little boy raised his little flowery face covered with tears, and asked with his lips trembling:

"Sister, are Daddy and the others really here?"

The little girl clamped the pottery bowl with her arms, pulled the sleeve and wiped the little boy's tears, and comforted her softly:

"Sheng'er, don't worry, we just got separated from our father when we were approaching Jiyang County. Everyone is coming to this place. Dad and the others must have come here too. Don't worry, can you get porridge now?"

The little boy nodded vigorously, grabbed the little girl's hand and clenched it even harder.

"Sister, don't throw Sheng'er away. Sheng'er's stomach is not hungry. Sister, you should eat more."

Seeing that the little boy was sensible, the little girl rubbed his head with a smile on her face and found that the little boy's head seemed to be hotter, so she quickly handed the pottery bowl to the little boy.

"Sheng'er holds the bowl."

As he said that, he bent down and carried the little boy on his back, tied him to himself with a belt, and his petite figure was a little shaking.

He carried the boy on his back and then took the pottery bowl over and said softly:

"Sheng'er is still a little hot. Let's have a sleep on her sister's back. When you wake up, we'll be in the front line of the porridge delivery team."

The little boy rubbed his cheek against the back of the girl's neck, opened his eyes hard to see the little girl, unable to hear what she was mumbling, and gradually fell asleep.

The afternoon sun was scorching, and the little girl was sweating profusely, following the team, step by step towards the front.

A woman behind her, watching her constantly shake her head, reached out to touch the little boy's head, and exclaimed in a low voice:

"Girl, this child is having a fever, right?"

The little girl turned around and looked at the aunt and smiled sweetly at her.

"Don't worry, auntie, my brother was just wet in the rain. We left and haven't slept these days. He was just tired, and he had soaked his feet. When the porridge was served, he would be able to fill his stomach."

The woman sighed and looked back and forth, and seemed to have not noticed the elder who was walking with the little girl. She felt a little reluctant and asked:

"Girl, where are your family?"

The little girl showed a far-fetched smile on her face and looked up at the woman.

"Dad was carrying a seriously ill mother. We got separated when we were approaching Jiyang County. I think they must have come here, but there were too many people to see it. After eating porridge, we went to find it."

The woman wiped the sweat and stains on the little girl's forehead with her sleeve, and a smile appeared on her face.

"What a great girl, I will definitely find your father and mother."

Seeing that no one was paying attention around him, the woman leaned over and leaned over to the little girl's ear and told:

"I heard that every year the people who fled will be divided into sick and not sick, and those who are sick will be left alone to die. They are said to avoid the spread of the plague, but they will be burned in the end. You can coax your younger brother well in a while and don't be seen as having a fever, otherwise who knows what you can do? Oh, it's a pity!"

The little girl was startled and reached out to protect the little boy behind her. Her eyes were filled with tears, and she shook her head vigorously.

"No, Sheng'er is just hungry. We haven't eaten anything for three days. In addition, we are in a hurry to go on the road. He is a little too young to bear it. He will eat porridge and rest for two days. How could it be a plague?"

The woman covered the little girl's mouth and shook her head slightly.

Looking around for a week, seeing that no one was paying attention, he whispered:

"Don't yell at this girl, I'll just tell you. In a while, you'll tell them that we are together. If someone says anything, I'll stop you."

The little girl nodded vigorously and quickly bowed to the woman, but she looked staggering with a small one on her back.

"Dong'er thanked the aunt for taking care of her."

The woman waved her hand, "It's all people who have suffered disasters, don't be polite to the aunt."

After a while, the little girl's steps became even more staggering, and her clothes that were barely covered in body were soaked in sweat. She raised her sleeves and wiped her sweat. She held the huge pottery bowl with a gap in her other hand.

This is the only property on them. Without a bowl, I can’t even ask for begging for food. This is the last thing the little girl’s father said to her.

As the little girl was about to line up, she was a little excited and patted the boy on her back.

"Sheng'er, wake up and get the porridge!"

After slapping it twice, the little boy did not wake up. The little girl was a little anxious. When she looked back, she found that the little boy's cheeks were red and she seemed to be still asleep.

When the woman behind him saw it, she quickly touched the little boy's head, and was startled. She quickly took her hand back and looked at the little girl with some at a loss.

"Girl, your brother's forehead is so hot. It doesn't look like he is catching a cold, isn't he?"
Chapter completed!