I have a city in the desert

"Leader, leader...I, we..."

"You don't need to explain anything to me. I believe the Sark City Court would prefer to listen to your explanations."

After Jiang Chen finished speaking, he walked to the boy with one arm just around the little apricot tree. At this moment, the boy was already bloody.

"Leader, leader!"

When the boy finished speaking, he let go of his hand holding the small tree, and through the light of Jiang Chen, he saw that his fingers had fallen deeply into the bark.

Looking at the excitement and piety on the child's face, the kind of gaze that still had God in his eyes even though he was in hell, it was just an instant that Jiang Chen's eyes were wet.

Jiang Chen has promised everyone who is willing to take refuge in him, follow me, and I will work hard to bring you happiness!

But now?

He is not afraid of building sleepless all night alone in winter.

He is not afraid to fight alone in the uninhabited desert!

What he is afraid of is this kind of despair!This kind of despair of his low-level people!

"Don't be afraid, it's okay, you will be fine!"

Jiang Chen walked to the child, he leaned down and gently picked up the child who had lost his legs.

Lying on Jiang Chen's back, the strong child who would never let himself shed tears burst into tears instantly, and Jiang Chen also cried.

The child cries because since he left his hometown, no one has embraced him again.

Jiang Chen cried, because the child's body was very light and light, and it made Jiang Chen feel as if he was holding a bunch of cotton...

"Why, why do people always have to endure the pain of this world?"

"Brother Jiang, Brother Jiang, the annual meeting is about to begin, or if I take him to the hospital, you go to the meeting first?"

"Do not."

Jiang Chen turned around and walked towards the parking lot. Long Ge, the driver and bodyguard, hurriedly chased him.

"Brother Jiang! Minister Li said, you must attend the annual meeting in Sark City!

Sark City is a city of Salmans, Salmans..."

"Life is most important!

Whether I am a Salman or a Chinese, as long as they are Saha, they are all my people!

As long as they are my people, they are equal!"

In front of human life, there is no respect!

At least here in Jiang Chen!

The ICU room of the First Affiliated Hospital of Sakha Pharmaceutical University is the only hospital in Sakha and even the entire Sakha region that can compete with Saha Hospital.

Half an hour after the boy was pushed in, Song Weiping came.

Song Weiping was sweating profusely because of the rush, and even fell a kick when he first ran to the door of the ICU ward.

"Brother Jiang, I'm sorry, my fault is my fault!"

Song Weiping's Chinese has become more and more smooth. Although Salman in the Sark city area is also a common language, Song Weiping insists on speaking Chinese.

Jiang Chen helped Song Weiping up from the place, and Jiang Chen felt all kinds of feelings in his heart at this moment.

Song Weiping, this is a person he cannot offend, even though he is his subordinate.

Because Song Weiping is the leader of the Salman and the hero of the Salman.

Until now, the Salmans felt that Song Weiping's youth army liberated their Sark city. It was because Song Weiping worshiped Jiang Chen that the Salmans followed Jiang Chen, the so-called desert god.

"The result of the matter hasn't come out yet. Now is not the time to admit your mistakes. I believe you certainly did not mean it on purpose."

Although Jiang Chen didn't want to offend Song Weiping, Jiang Chen knew that the leader of Song Weiping's group of youth troops was a big fan of Jiang Chen.

They worshiped Jiang Chen, the desert god, to the point where they could go to the realm of the fire.

They worshiped Jiang Chen and regarded every sentence of Jiang Chen as the will of God, so Jiang Chen felt that Song Weiping would not do such a thing.

Song Weiping sat at the door of the intensive care unit like this, and waited with Jiang Chen.

More than an hour later the door of the intensive care unit was pushed open, and several doctors walked out of the intensive care unit.

"How's it going?"

Seeing the doctor came out, Jiang Chen hurriedly asked.

A large group of people behind Jiang Chen also followed. This was the first time this doctor had seen so many big men.

"It's okay, life is saved.

The broken arm was also connected to him.

His legs are not saved, but Jiang Ge don't worry, we will put prostheses on him when we look back.

Our prosthesis is ai technology, although it cannot be said to be like a normal person after it is installed.

But at least they can live the lives of ordinary people."

As long as the director of the Pharmaceutical Hospital said so, it meant that the little boy had received the best treatment he could get.

"Thanks to the doctor. By the way, the medical bill will be on my account later. Can we go in and have a look now?"

Jiang Chen wanted to know why he risked his life at the entrance of the hotel and wanted to wait for himself, so he couldn't wait to enter the ward.

"No, all the bills are on me, I pay out the money, and injured in my city are all my responsibility!"

After Song Weiping finished speaking, Jiang Chen nodded. Since he said so, then Jiang Chen is still polite?

"Okay, get out of him."

After Jiang Chen finished speaking, the group of people were embarrassed.

Fortunately, Song Weiping responded quickly. He pointed to a deputy mayor behind him and said: "After the year, a certain amount of funds will be allocated for the settlement of street homeless people!"

After Song Weiping finished speaking, the deputy mayor hurriedly nodded and said: "Well, we have arranged one billion yuan for subsidies for the bottom of society this year."

"Really? Then you have to check me out where the money is spent? Why are there so many poor people with so much money?"

It's okay for the deputy mayor not to say, he exploded as soon as he said Song Weiping.

Song Weiping is really inferior to Jiang Chen in temper.

The deputy mayor in his thirties saw Song Weiping with violent veins, he wiped the sweat from his head and reported.

He knew Song Weiping's majesty in Sark City best. Jiang Chen's hottest believer could not tolerate a little bit of scum in his eyes.

Had it not been for Jiang Chen to let him control Sark City, he would have ran into the desert to fight the death sand with Jiang Chen.

"This, according to one of our subsidy plans, we only support residents whose income is lower than the average level of our city.

Moreover, if you want to get the money, you must be a foreigner who has a permanent residence in Sark or works in Sark.

These beggars do not have our hukou, they are all the hukou of Hua Guo."

After the deputy mayor finished speaking, Song Weiping frowned and said: "No matter where he is, as long as he lives in Sark, he has to enjoy this part of the subsidy!"

"It should be enjoyed. According to the regulations of our Public Security Administration, anyone without a work permit, residence permit or travel permit is not allowed to stay in Sark.

None of these people have the above documents!

And, one more thing, we have sent someone to observe them.

Our analysis for ten consecutive days showed that their income in at least one day was more than 1,000, because it rained heavily that day.,

Earn more than 30,000 a day at most!Such people simply do not meet our minimum subsidy standards!"