Xia Ling had left, and Long Chen also left the company and returned home.
Long Chen had been paying close attention to many updates online about the disaster area.
"Honey, what are you looking at? Who are you chatting with?"
Zhao Churan hadn't gone to work today and seemed rather relaxed.
"I'm looking at the disaster situation in South County," Long Chen said.
"I saw it too," Zhao Churan replied. "I hope they're safe."
"Churan, what would you say they most need right now?" Long Chen asked.
"There are many things needed, emergency food, various simple and convenient daily necessities, medicine particularly for pain relief and stopping bleeding, and anti-infection drugs—all in large demand," Zhao Churan explained.
"She should be preparing these," Long Chen muttered to himself.
"Who's preparing?" Zhao Churan, puzzled, asked. "A friend of yours?"
