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CHAPTERS 771 - 775
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Janell Joy was stopped by the bodyguards when she was a few meters away from him. He could see her face and her expression clearly. There was mud on her delicate face. She was probably too busy helping out that she didn't have time to care about her face.
Even though her face was smeared with mud and full of dust, she still looked cute. Her bright eyes were so attractive that she would stand out in a crowd.
This girl!
What should he do with her? He looked at her and he felt very conflicted. He could not let her do whatever she wanted. He had to tie her up and keep an eye on her at all times so that he would know that she's safe.
Janell Joy looked at the two bodyguards who stopped her and smiled sweetly at them. "Big brothers, don't stop me. I am only offering a bottle of water to Mr. President. He was here early, and he had been busy all morning. He must be very tired! As a civilian, I don't have anything else to offer him. Perhaps this bottle of water could be my way of saying thank you."
Brother? Nathaniel was alerted when he heard that word, and he frowned.
Damn it!! He didn't want to hear her call another man 'brother' with her beautiful voice. This title should be exclusive to him.
"Let her come." When he saw her talking to another man, he didn't feel happy about it.
The bodyguards did not dare to defy his words. They moved aside so Janell Joy could walk past them. A clear path leading to her Brother Lucas!
"Thank you, brothers! I'll bring over another two bottles of water later. You must be tired too!" Janell Joy politely thanked them.
Before Janell Joy was done speaking, the two bodyguards felt that their President was staring at them with a death glare. They probably knew that he was staring at them, but they just didn't dare to look at him. They lowered their heads in silence, as if they were about to hide their faces.
Janell Joy walked towards her Brother Lucas very comfortably and confidently. She came to his side and handed the bottle of mineral water to him, "Mr. President, you've worked hard. I don't have anything valuable to offer you, so please accept this bottle of water. You have to save the victims, but you also need to take care of your body. Your family and those who care about you will also worry about you."
She spoke sweetly, but there was an implicit meaning behind her words. She suggested that if he did not take good care of himself, she would be very worried.
"Alright, thank you!" He took the bottle of water and smiled at her, but his smile was different from the usual smile when he was with her.
It seemed like this was his "fake" smile that he would put on when he was with others.
"Mr. President..." She was already shorter than him, and at this moment, she was standing in a lower ground than he was. She had to look up the entire time she spoke with him.
Nathaniel bent down slightly as he noticed her discomfort, as he wanted her to look him in the eyes. "What do you want to tell me?"
Janell Joy turned her gaze away and looked at his left shoulder. At such a close distance, she could clearly see that his clothes were stained with blood..
"Mr. President, I just told you that the people's lives are important, but your life is important too, because you are the pillar of the country. If you fall, your people would worry even more, so you must protect yourself first."
As she saw that he was injured, she clearly felt very distressed, but she tried her best to speak with him objectively. Deep down, she could not wait to tear his clothes away and see how bad were his injuries. She knew she couldn't do so. At this time, he was the President of a country, not her Brother Lucas.
"Are you with the medical team?" Nathaniel was not in the mood to listen to what she said. He only wanted to keep her by his side.
"Yes, I am. If you are injured, I can help you treat it." Janell Joy nodded hard. Brother Lucas spoke about her, and she became really excited.
"Then come with me." After that, he turned around and left.
"Ah..." Janell Joy was stunned for a moment and followed behind him.
"Okay. Mr. President, if you need anything, you can tell me. I'm here to help you."
He was walking ahead comfortably, but she was chasing behind him. She had to walk very fast to catch up with his pace. Along the way, the roads after the earthquake were bumpy and uneven, but she seemed to be hopping cheerfully as she walked.
She was so happy that she almost forgot what she was doing. She didn't even notice when he stopped, so she bumped into him.
"Ouch..." Her nose hit his back, which was so painful that she almost burst into tears. She really wanted to cry out loud to gain some care and attention.
"Are you okay?" He turned around and instinctively reached out to touch her nose. His movements were very gentle and appeared very natural. This reaction was not typical of an innocent interaction between a President and a civilian.
"I'm fine." She pushed him away and took two small steps back to keep a distance from him.
There were many people everywhere, and there were also many reporters. If they were photographed together by others, it might affect his reputation. She did not want to ruin Brother Lucas's hard-earned reputation.
"Follow me," he said.
He brought her into a tent set up for resting. The tent was set up simply, and inside, there were a small table and two small benches.
On the table, there were two packets of instant noodles, a cup, a kettle, and a first aid kit. It was a simple tent, with really simple items inside the tent. No one would have imagined that this was where the President rested.
Their Mr. President was such a humble man. That must be the reason why he won the love and support of his citizens.
Janell Joy was sighing deeply in her heart. However, he needed to tend to his wound. "Mr. President, take off your shirt first."
"Take off my shirt?" He raised his eyebrows and asked.
What was she thinking? Did she think that he brought her here because he wanted to do something to her? Janell Joy looked at her very innocently.
"Mr. President, if you don't take off your shirt, how can I treat your wound?"
It turned out that her Brother Lucas had bad intentions in his mind. When she asked him to take off his shirt, did he think that she wanted to do something?
"How do you know that I'm injured?" He did not want her to know much and did not want her to worry about him. Perhaps, she would not worry about this stranger who had nothing to do with her.
"You're indeed injured. Why can't you let me know?" Did this person think that she was blind? Did he think she couldn't tell the difference between mud and blood on his shirt?
"Put this on, and use this. From now on, you have to disinfect your body every half an hour in the medical room." He handed her a raincoat and a mask.
"The weather is gloomy, and it may rain at any time. You have to take care of yourself and don't catch a cold again."
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Janell Joy took the things the President handed to her and nodded respectfully. "Mr. President, I will do what you said. I will take good care of myself, I won't let myself get hurt, I won't catch a cold, and I won't let those who care about me worry about me, but..."
"No buts." Nathaniel Cooper interrupted her harshly. He approached her and helped her put on the raincoat and the mask.
"And most importantly, you must remember that you are not allowed to leave my sight from now on." He always put on a gentle look when he was with her and also when he was facing the public.
Janell Joy thought that he would never have any angry side to him. But at this moment, he spoke so harshly to her and even ordered her. Was he really the Brother Lucas who loved her a lot?
His voice was harsh because he loved her and cared about her. If he was with someone he didn't care about, he would still put on the calm expression he always had on his face.
"Mr. President, why are you so good to me?" She was in a good mood so she asked casually.
Nathaniel's hand froze slightly as he was about to wipe her face with a wet towel. Then, he put the wet towel in her hand. "Wipe your face first."
"Mr. President, a dirty face is just a small matter. Being injured is a serious matter. If you want me to listen to you, please let me have a look at your wound first." She leaned over to him and said.
The more he hid his injury away from her, the more worried she was. "It's just a small injury. The doctor has already treated it for me."
Since she already asked several times, if he ignored her again, it would only make her more worried. Hence, he just answered her quickly.
Would a small injury stain the whole shirt with blood? Please, Mr. President! Even if you want to lie, can you lie decently? She was no longer the four-year-old child she used to be. Was it that easy to lie to her?
"Mr. President, please let me have a look." She pulled his sleeve and flirted with him slightly. She knew all men would like this side of her.
She thought that Brother Lucas would like it too. Nathaniel did not know how to respond to her anymore. He shook his head helplessly and said, "Little girl..."
Janell Joy interrupted him. "I'm not a little girl. I have a name. My name is Janell Joy Carter. You can call me Janell."
He couldn't reconcile with her publicly because of his special identity. He still wanted to pretend in front of her by calling her "little girl", but she was indeed his Janell!
Since he could not reconcile with her, then they could try to get to know each other again.
"Little..."
"If you call me little girl again, you are not allowed to call me Janell anymore. You can call me Janell Joy just like everyone else!" Janell Joy was getting agitated over his resistance.
Her words really had a threatening effect. Nathaniel frowned, but he really didn't dare to call her 'little girl' anymore.
She looked down and put on a serious face. "Mr. President, take off your shirt and let me see your wound."
"Janell Joy, did anyone ever teach you the boundaries between a man and a woman?" Nathaniel replied to her with a gloomy face.
She was being coquettish because she cared about him, but he felt that she shouldn't be so close to him. In his mind, she didn't know that he was her Brother Lucas yet.
"Mr. President, please tell me, what did I do to make you misunderstand my intentions and actions?" She knew clearly that he would say such hurtful words because he didn't know that she knew of his identity already, but when she heard his words, she still felt hurt.
Nathaniel did not respond to her question. She did not give him a chance to explain and continued, "You're not saying anything, so that meant that I didn't cross any boundaries here, yes? If I really did something that offended you personally, I'd like to apologize to you. Please don't misunderstand my intention, because I have someone that I already like and I will never like you."
In fact, she wanted to shout at him loudly, "Are you a stranger? When you secretly kissed me last night, why didn't you think you were a stranger then?"
"When you helped me to put on my raincoat and ordered me not to leave your sight, why didn't you see yourself as a stranger then?"
"Hmph, when you want me, you can do whatever you want to me. You do and say whatever you want, whenever you want."
Of course, she could only grumble in her heart. If he knew that she knew his real identity already, he would definitely deport her back to New York.
She didn't want to go back to New York. She wanted to be with him. When he could finally reconcile with her publicly, she would be his Janell.
She predicted that Brother Lucas would feel bad after hearing her words. However, Nathaniel's heart was full of joy because she said that she had someone she liked, and that person was her Brother Lucas.
"I'm only persistent in treating you because it is my duty. I represent this nation by volunteering my time and effort here to treat those who in need. If something happened to you, I have failed my job." Even while being angry, Janell Joy still didn't forget about his injuries. After all, she was still her Brother Lucas. She was willing to look past his mistreatment.
Nathaniel sat still and did not take off his shirt. Janell Joy was getting a little impatient. "Mr. President, I'm just curious, but do you have anyone you care about?"
"Besides your people, is there anyone you care about personally? If there is, please do this for the people you care about or those who care about you. If you don't want them to be worried, just let me have a look at your wound."
As Janell Joy gave her motivating speech, Nathaniel realized that she was good at persuading and negotiating. He had no choice but to take off his shirt. When he did so, the white gauze that had been stained with blood appeared in front of Janell Joy.
The gauze and bandage on his shoulder had turned red, and Janell Joy's heart dropped. She felt that something was piercing through her heart.
She bit her lips and suppressed her distress and sadness. She tried to calm herself down and said, "Mr. President, please sit down first. I'll change the dressing for you."
It was rare for him to listen to her, he sat down on the stool as she removed the bandage and gauze. As soon as she removed the bandage and gauze, she saw a deep, long cut on his shoulder.
The wound had been applied with medication, and it was also stitched. Perhaps he was busy moving around the whole time and didn't rest much, the stitches had already been torn and blood was still flowing.
"It's just a small injury. The doctor had treated it for me earlier. It's alright." He said calmly. He seemed unbothered by the injury.
"Shut up!" She yelled at him. Even with such a deep and long wound, he seemed so unbothered. When would he learn to prioritize his needs first?
Even if she was angry, she cared deeply for him. Janell Joy worked swiftly. Her movements were agile and skilful as she helped him clean his wound. She was gentle, so he could barely feel anything when she treated the wound.
While cleaning his wound, she said, "Mr. President, if you feel pain, don't suppress it and please let me know. I'll try my best to be gentle."
"It doesn't hurt at all." In the past, he almost lost his life to protect her. He didn't feel pain at all then. This little injury was really nothing for him.
"Hiss—" Just as he said that, he suddenly felt pain.
"I thought you said that it doesn't hurt? Is everything okay?" She glanced at him coldly. She pressed hard on his wound on purpose. She wanted to remind him about pain.
Everyone had the right to express pain. She didn't want him to suppress everything in his heart just because he's a President. He was just a mortal being at the end of the day, like everyone else.
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"It's my tooth! It hurts." Nathaniel Cooper responded defiantly. He was unwilling to reveal his pain from the wound in front of Janell Joy Carter.
"Mr. President, is your tooth on your shoulder? Or do you think that I am only four years old and would believe your little lie? Do you think I will believe whatever you say?" She was agitated that he responded to her like she was a gullible child. Besides, even if she was very young at that time, she was also very smart. No one could fool her easily.
Nathaniel stopped speaking. He was amazed that Janell Joy was so wise and honest. Janell Joy went back to being gentle with her movements. She picked up the bandage with a pair of pliers and sterilised it with alcohol. She continued to clean the wound before putting the new bandage on.
"Mr. President, do you have someone you care about?"
"Yes." Of course he had. That person was very near to him, but now he couldn't hold her in his arms. He couldn't tell her that she was the person he cared about the most.
She was done cleaning his wound and applied some medication on it. "You're injured so badly and still insist on working, have you ever thought about how would that person feel?"
"I..." At present, he really didn't think so much about it. He only wanted to figure out the best way to rescue his citizens.
He didn't think about what would happen if the little girl knew about this. Perhaps it wasn't because he didn't think about her, but he thought that the little girl wouldn't know about the work here if she stayed in Coast City, safe and sound.
He was young and healthy. With such a small injury, he would be fine soon. When he returned to his little girl's side, everything would be fine.
"Mr. President, if you didn't think about it before, that's alright. But if you think about the person you care about, you will cherish your life more," she added.
After she applied some medications, she took a clean bandage to wrap his wound. Her face looked so young, but she spoke wisely.
He knew that she just turned 18 recently. However, with her words and wisdom, she sounded older than she looked.
"Then do you know that there are tens of thousands of people waiting for me to save them?" His nation was his responsibility. He chose this path, so he could not just ignore those people who were waiting for him to save them.
"Even if a lot of people are waiting for you to save them, you have to protect yourself and take care of yourself so that you can continue to protect the people you want to protect." After she said that, she felt a lump on her throat.
"Brother Lucas, you wouldn't know how afraid I am. I'm so worried that you'll get hurt, then | will never get to see you again." She thought in her heart.
"I missed you for 14 years and looked forward to growing up quickly every day because I want to be with you as soon as possible."
"Now that I have finally come to you, you haven't publicly and officially reconciled with me yet. If something happened to you, do you know how sad I will be?"
These words were what Janell Joy hid in her heart and wanted to say to her Brother Lucas out loud, but she knew that it was not the right time.
Nathaniel took a deep breath. "If... I mean if..."
"If what?" Janell Joy was anxious. Before he could finish, she continued, "Just tell me. I'm not as narrow-minded as you. I won't easily misunderstand others."
"If the boy you like is of my identity and status, and he was injured because of his work instead of following through your words, would you understand his decision and acknowledge his efforts?"
After that, Nathaniel held his breath and waited for her answer. How would she answer that?
In the past, he thought he knew her very well and knew almost everything about her. However, after getting along with her for a few days, he realized that his understanding of her was far from enough.
The little child who used to lie in his arms and played with him coquettishly, had really grown up. Now, she was much more excellent than what he thought she was.
What did he mean 'if'? He was the person she liked. Janell Joy rolled her eyes and said, "Obviously, I would understand him, but I will not forgive him."
Nathaniel asked in a hurry, "Why?"
Janell Joy wrapped his wound up as she replied, "If he gets injured, I will be very sad. He told me that he will keep me happy every day, but he broke his promise. Why should I forgive him?"
Nathaniel's eyes turned gloomy. "I understand."
Janell Joy was anxious. "What do you understand? I'm not done yet."
His eyes lit up again. "What else do you want to say?"
"I want to tell my Brother Lucas... I told you before about him, so I think you still remembered him." She stopped what she was doing momentarily. She glanced at him and continued, "But, if he is my Brother Lucas, no matter what he does, I will still forgive him."
He asked again, "Why?"
She replied, "I don't need any reason. It's just because he's my Brother Lucas." She would be good to him unconditionally. No matter Brother Lucas's loyalty, she would still hold him in high regards in her heart.
"Just because he is your Brother Lucas." Nathaniel repeated her words and suddenly felt a little worried. He thought that she had already confirmed that he was not her Brother Lucas. What if he told her that he was her Brother Lucas one day, would she be disappointed?
"Mr. President Secretary Hart" suddenly rushed in. He was very surprised to see that Mr. President was sitting so calmly as a young girl treated his wound. For a moment, he forgot what he wanted to say.
"What's the matter?" Nathaniel glanced at him and asked, "Who is in charge of the rescue team now?"
Secretary Hart responded respectfully. "Chuck is in charge of work in the central area, Noah is in the east, while Maine and Hadley are helping out in the west. They're experienced in dealing with rescue and disaster relief work. Everything should be fine."
"Alright, very well." Nathaniel was satisfied with his answer, "Let them know that they need to protect themselves first. The safety of the people is important, but their own lives are also important."
"So, you know that everyone's life is important. I thought you didn't know that." Janell Joy, who had been silent, suddenly interrupted their conversation.
If he knew that others' lives were important, why didn't he know that his own life was also important?
"Mr. President..." Secretary Hart glanced at Janell Joy and looked slightly angry at the insignificant medical staff volunteer. However, Mr. President did not reprimand her, and he couldn't either.
He realized that the President, who was usually very strict with working standards, seemed to be particularly tolerant of this little girl.
When he was walking over earlier, he heard a few whispers from the President's bodyguards, as they said that the President had brought a young girl called Little Jar to his tent.
The President had just taken office, and his reputation was very important. He needed to maintain his image and reputation of being the people's President, and he needed to be particularly careful about igniting unnecessary rumours. He would not be so careless as to do something that would destroy his career for a little girl who was so unimportant.
"Secretary Hart, is there anything else?" Nathaniel ignored Janell Joy's remarks and shifted the attention back to his secretary.
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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, Janell Joy 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?" Janell 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 Lucas. Suddenly, she was annoyed by the two of them. If she could, she wanted to change her father and also her Brother Lucas away to men who would acknowledge her worries and fears.
"Thank you, Dr. Carter, 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 Janell 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 response, 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.
"I don't mean any harm. I just want to ask you how did Mr. President's shoulder get injured?" She could not ask the President directly as he wouldn't admit anything to her, yet she was very curious about what happened so she could prevent this from happening again.
However, no matter how adorable she looked, the two bodyguards stood still like statues. They did not move at all. She couldn't get anything out of them. She needed to think of another way. She must know how did Brother Lucas get injured.
As soon as she left, Nathaniel came out. He glanced coldly at the two bodyguards and said, "You two don't have to follow me anymore. Help the rescue team over there."
The two bodyguards felt conflicted in their hearts. They didn't do anything wrong, and they didn't respond to 'Little Jar' either. Why did Mr. President punish them?
"Secretary Hart!" Janell Joy ran up to him, "Can I have a bit of your time?"
"What is it?" The tone of Secretary Hart did not sound very kind, and at the same time, he scanned her from head to toe. He thought that this young girl looked like someone that couldn't endure any hardships at all.
"The signal's still down, and we can't make any phone calls. Is it okay if I use your official phone line for a while?" She could have bothered her Brother Lucas if she wanted to make phone calls. However, she didn't want Brother Lionel to know what she was going to do, so she had to secretly ask Secretary Hart.
Among the people around Mr. President, she had only met with Secretary Hart. She thought that he would agree for her to make a phone call.
Unexpectedly, when Secretary Hart heard what she said, he didn't immediately put on a straight face and responded, "Little girl, we are in the disaster area. Every phone call we make is essential and vital, it's not meant for you children to fool around with."
Janell Joy talked to him politely, yet he responded rudely. In fact, she had been here for such a long time now. In order to treat the wounded, she was so busy that she barely had time to breathe. How was she fooling around?
Janell Joy had always been a reasonable person. If you talked to her nicely, she would be polite. If you treated her rudely, she wouldn't just stay idly by.
"Secretary Hart, you are the secretary of Mr. President. Your words and actions don't represent your identity, it represents Mr. President's. I can forgive you for talking to me with this attitude, but please remember that you should be polite to other people in the future. I won't allow anyone to smear the President's image."
Her righteous words stunned an experienced official like Secretary Hart, and he was at a loss for words. "Secretary Hart, do you hear me?" She insisted on getting Secretary Hart's reply.
"I know." As she appeared tough, Secretary Hart took a step back. He knew her words were right.
Maxton Hart worked as the secretary of the President, and he was in charge of relaying Mr. President's messages. He was an extension of Mr. President. In other people's eyes, the way he spoke and his attitude represented Mr. President's work and image.
"So, can I make the phone call now?" In fact, she still insisted on making her call.
"Do as you wish." Secretary Hart was much more polite to her.
"Thank you!" Since Secretary Hart was very polite, Janell Joy treated him with a smile.
She remembered her Uncle's words. He encouraged her to smile more as smiling could potentially change the outcomes of one's work.
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Janell Joy would remember every advices that were taught by the elders in her family that she thought was useful. She could apply a lot of their advices in her life.
For example, her Uncle was a psychologist. When she was young, her Uncle always used her as his 'lab rat'. After a long period of time, she could guess what most people were thinking, but often it was not accurate.
Janell Joy wanted to call Andrew Carter. Although she was very unhappy with him, he was the only one who could help her get supplies to help Brother Lucas. In order to help Brother Lucas, she would go to the ends of the Earth for him without hesitation.
"Janell Joy, you really went to the disaster area." After the call was connected, even if the caller ID was hidden, the person on the other end of the phone knew who she was immediately.
"Have you prepared the supplies that I asked you to prepare?" Although she had a fight with him the night before and hung up the phone, she knew that he would help her regardless.
For so many years, it seemed that he had always been like this. He would do everything she asked him to do, but she had to listen to some of his nagging.
"If I said no, what will the almighty Miss Carter do to me? Are you going to ignore me all your life, or have you thought of other ways to deal with me?" Andrew spoke very calmly, but she was in a hurry.
When she heard his tone, she really wanted to beat him up. "Have you prepared them or not? There are a lot of places that don't have enough water, tents, and thermal jackets in the disaster area."
There was a light drizzle, and the sky was getting darker and darker. If they didn't get the supplies in time, many people would freeze tonight, so Janell Joy was anxious.
"Ten helicopters are going to airdrop the supplies soon. It's almost time." Before Andrew finished speaking, several helicopters flew over from the sky. The helicopters were different from the military's helicopters. Janell Joy counted ten helicopters, so they must be arranged by Andrew.
"It seems like the helicopters have arrived. Take good care of yourself and help Brother Lucas out. You don't have to say thank you to me. Anyway, these are from Shengtian, not me." Andrew continued to explain.
"Thank..." Just as she wanted to thank him, Janell Joy swallowed her words back. Forget it, he didn't even want her gratitude. Why should she say so much?
"Secretary Hart, a kind organization sent some supplies over. Send people over to retrieve them." Janell Joy hung up the phone and urged Secretary Hart.
Secretary Hart had also heard what she said on the phone just now. He really wanted to know which kind organization could work this efficiently and graciously?
They had ten helicopters over to send supplies at such a crucial time. It was really a huge relief for them. "Little Jar, what's the name of this organization you mentioned?" Secretary Hart needed to know as he would need to provide a huge reward to the organization to encourage more companies and organizations to do good deeds for their citizens in the future.
Janell Joy smiled sweetly and said, "Secretary Hart, you really want to know?"
Secretary Hart nodded. "Yes, of course."
Janell Joy took the opportunity to request something, "Then, you have to tell me one thing first."
Secretary Hart asked, "What is it?"
"How did Mr. President get his wound on his shoulder?" She seemed adamant to get her answers.
"It was during the biggest aftershock earlier today." Secretary Hart spoke the truth as he didn't think that it was a shameful matter.
"How?" Janell Joy was a little shocked. She had personally experienced the aftershock earlier, so she knew how terrible it was.
"When the aftershock happened, Mr. President and a few soldiers were rescuing a young man whose body was buried. Unexpectedly, at that time, the aftershock came, and everything shook and cracked. He saw that a huge stone was about to fall on the trapped young man, so Mr. President used his body to block the stone for him."
As he recalled the story, Secretary Hart's face turned slightly pale. It was a really dangerous act.
"I see." Janell Joy felt sad as she listened to his story. Most people's reactions would be to protect themselves in a dangerous situation, but under such circumstances, those who saved others were true heroes.
Her Brother Lucas had a high position and status, but he still wanted to save a young lad selflessly. He was a real hero.
Although being a hero was a very glorious thing, and it is also something that many people would encourage, but Janell Joy was selfish and she did not want him to be so brave.
The stone hit his shoulder today, but what if it hit his head instead? Then, the consequences would be unimaginable.
At the thought of such a scene, she became extremely scared. Moreover, if that really happened, she would definitely collapse.
Therefore, she selfishly asked Brother Lucas to only be her hero. She only wanted him to be her personal hero and not care about anyone else. However, Brother Lucas did not belong to her alone. He belonged to his country, and belonged to his hundreds of millions of citizens.
When she left him earlier, she advised him to have a good rest. Yet, he came out shortly to work hard with everyone again. However, when he was around, the people involved in the rescue team were even more valiant and vigorous, because they knew that the President was fighting alongside them.
"Secretary Hart, among your team, other than Mr. President, is there anybody else who can be in charge?" Janell Joy turned back and asked Secretary Hart.
"Little Jar, you haven't told me the name of the organization yet?" Secretary Hart asked as he looked at the helicopters in the sky.
"About this, actually, I don't know either. Secretary Hart, no matter who sent these supplies, please just distribute them out quickly. We must not let anyone freeze tonight. Remember, Mr. President has injuries on his shoulder, so we must let him rest… Forget it, I'll go and watch him. He could be stubborn."
She was his older brother and she was so much younger than him. But now, she acted like his mother. She was already worried about him at such a young age. What if she became so worried that she aged even quicker, then would he still like her then?
The supplies included the tents, the army jackets, and many bottles of drinking water that everyone needed most. With these things, everyone did not have to suffer from the cold tonight. Some problems were solved, and the crowd thanked the President once again.
When Janell Joy saw that everyone supported Brother Lucas so much, she was really happy deep down. She finally did something to help her Brother Lucas.
Nathaniel turned back and saw Janell Joy standing on the small slope. She pursed her lips and smiled gently, as if she was thinking of something very happy in her heart.
He was curious to know what could make her so happy? He wanted to know curiously and he walked towards her unconsciously. Then he asked, "What are you thinking about?"
"I'm thinking about my Brother Lucas." She smiled so brightly that she looked like the brightest star in the sky. Every time she mentioned her Brother Lucas, she looked so happy.
He raised his eyebrows, "Him again?"
"Of course it's him. I like him so much that I want to be with him at all times." She knew clearly that he was Brother Lucas, but she still confessed her love out loud.
