The President didn't get mad at the little girl, so Secretary Hart couldn't interrupt either. He continued to report the situation, "Because of the earthquake, the surrounding roads within the radius of a few miles were ruined. The vehicles that transport the goods couldn't get in, so they were carried in very slowly. Many planes had been sent to airdrop the supplies too, but they couldn't send so much in such a short time."
After a while, Secretary Hart turned his head around and glanced outside. "Mr. President, it's getting dark soon, and it's raining outside. We haven't decided on tonight's plan for the people."
The concerns raised by Secretary Hart were all significant problems that had to be solved after the earthquake.
The people's hopes were all on Mr. President. He came to the disaster area, so he needed to ensure the wellbeing and safety of the citizens here.
He said, "Take my tent and also the tents of other officials and distribute them to the people. Distribute our food and water too. Take care of the elderly citizens and children first. Remind the younger and healthier individuals to compromise a little if there are not enough food."
He raised his wrist and looked at the time. It had been more than ten hours since the earthquake, and the relevant departments began to prepare supplies already after receiving the news of the earthquake.
He estimated in his mind, "Tell everyone that there will be enough supplies delivered to us latest by tomorrow morning. Don't panic, as we have tens of millions of people who will support us."
"Yes, I'll pass the message right away." After receiving the order, Secretary Hart turned around and left.
As soon as Secretary Hart left, Karen Joy Kyle was done with wrapping Nathaniel Cooper's wound up. "Mr. President, I have wrapped your wound up for you."
"Okay, thank you!" He picked up the dirty clothes that he had just taken off and put them back on, completely ignoring the mud and blood on his shirt.
"Can't you slow down?" Karen Joy looked at him worriedly as he raised his arm and put on his clothes. "Your stitches were torn once. If you don't take care, you may tear it again... Since you don't care about pain, then be wary about possible infections. Think about how sad the person you care about will be."
Since he did not want to take good care of himself, then she would use herself as a bait.
Bad guy!
Men are all bad guys indeed!
They only cared about themselves, as they do not care much about others' feelings.
Her father was like this, so was her Brother Lionel. Suddenly, she was annoyed by the two of them.
If she could, she wanted to change her father and also her Brother Lionel away to men who would acknowledge her worries and fears.
"Thank you, Dr. Kyle, for helping me with my wound. I will remember this." He instinctively reached out to pat her head gently. Then he realized that it was inappropriate, so he quickly withdrew his hand.
He glanced at her and saw that she didn't show any unusual expression, so he was a little relieved.
He didn't know that Karen Joy felt the same way as he did. The way he rubbed her head was normal for her, why would she feel surprised.
"Mr. President, I'll go out for a while." She did not wait for his respond, and she turned around and left.
When she ran out of the tent and saw the two bodyguards who stopped her not long ago, she smiled at them and said, "Brothers, are you guys always with Mr. President?"
The two of them glanced at her, but they did not dare to respond. They didn't forget their President's fierce gaze when the little girl called them "brother" not long ago.
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