May 12th, Monday. Cloudy.
Pastor Francis led several immigrants briskly along a road paved with broken bricks and cinders. Walking ahead of him were several young women from the Health and Epidemic Prevention Bureau. These women had all been medical professionals among the transmigrators, either hospital nurses or medical students. The Health and Epidemic Prevention Bureau was a secondary unit directly under the Civil Affairs Committee, with ten officially employed staff members. Its primary responsibilities included sanitation and disinfection of public spaces, prevention and control of infectious diseases, and physical examinations for immigrants.
In addition to the Health and Epidemic Prevention Bureau, the transmigrators had also established a central hospital. This hospital was likewise a secondary unit under the Civil Affairs Committee and employed several internal medicine and surgical doctors, including the ship's doctor, Wang Liao. However, due to the severe lack of medical equipment and the exhaustion of the modern medicines brought by the transmigrators, these doctors were currently unable to operate effectively. They could only perform basic diagnoses, with very limited treatment capability.
Mo Xiaoxi, who had been a postgraduate student majoring in public health at XX Medical University before transmigration, naturally assumed the heavy responsibility of leading the Health and Epidemic Prevention Bureau.
"The toilets must be disinfected regularly with lime," Mo Xiaoxi said as she entered the wooden huts where the immigrants lived. "The front and back windows should be kept open during the day to maintain proper ventilation."
After some effort in understanding her meaning, Pastor Francis quickly grasped her instructions and directed the immigrants to begin working.
After inspecting the residential area and leaving a group of immigrants behind to carry out the tasks, Mo Xiaoxi and several other girls chatted as they walked toward the construction site where the sewer system was being dug. At present, most of the construction team had been reassigned to kiln construction. Only about ten workers remained to dig the sewer system, so progress was understandably slow.
When Liu Dafa and his group of construction workers saw a group of young women approaching, they immediately perked up, abandoning their previously sluggish pace.
"Why are there so few of you here?" Mo Xiaoxi asked with a frown. "Didn't we send a group of immigrants to help you? Where did they all go?"
"Hey!" Liu Dafa replied angrily. "Since when has the Executive Committee ever cared about the construction team? Those people haven't even arrived yet, and they've already been taken away by those scoundrels from the Agricultural Bureau!"
"What?" Mo Xiaoxi exclaimed, her temper flaring. "How can they go back on their word after making promises? I'm going back to question Xiao Mingli right now. Let's see what explanation he has!"
With that, she turned around and left, followed by a group of equally indignant girls.
"Hey! Don't go!" Liu Dafa shouted anxiously, stamping his foot. "Let's talk this through!"
As he watched them leave, Liu Dafa silently cursed the ancestors of those people from the Agricultural Bureau.