Purchased A Mr. Right novel Chapter 895

Emily and other colleagues, as the third batch of people who were transferred, left the slums at noon and arrived at a safe area nearby.

On a flat ground near the mountain, there were many tents of all sizes and many people walking around. They were all survivors of the earthquake. Some were in good condition and some were wounded. Emily was in one of the tents.

She leaned against the entrance with her eyes fixed on the setting sun in the sky, and looked a little distracted.

She thought that Simon still couldn't forget...

A deep voice sounded in her ears. That handsome face appeared in her mind.

His outline was clearer than before. Even in such an environment, he still looked very handsome. However, when he said this, he lowered his eyelids, looked at the shadow on the ground, and looked desolate...

"Emily, what are you thinking about?"

Misha walked in the tent, covering her forehead with her hand. Her wound had been bandaged.

Emily came back to her sense and shook her head. "Nothing!"

"Come on, it's important to fill the stomach!" Misha said as she gave her a sandwich.

The sandwich was wrapped in the tinfoil. It was cold. But under such conditions, it was better to have food to eat. Before the rescue team arrived yesterday, they were all hungry. Today, they had food to eat for three meals. They were already satisfied.

The supplies were limited. There were not many usable beds, so thin blankets were placed in the tents and they were all sitting on the blankets.

"Thank you!" Emily stretched out her hand to take it.

Misha ran to her side, opened the tinfoil outside, and said while biting, "There are a lot of supplies sent here. I'll get two big coats for us to wear in case it's cold at night. According to the situation, we'll have to stay here for at least two days!"

Hearing this, Emily shrugged and said, "Angelina has called to say that the superiors have asked us in the disaster area to bring some reports back as much as possible. Maybe well have to stay a few more days!"

The communication was restored not long after the rescue team arrived in the morning.

She told her family and friends who lived far away in Ice city that she was safe. At the same time, the work unit in the city assigned tasks. They were in the disaster area, so the work unit did not intend to send more people and asked them to collect some news for follow-up reports.

Misha was unhappy as she heard that. "Ah, it's so unlucky!"

Emily smiled and didn't say anything.

Misha soon ate up the sandwich and she was going to get the supplies.

In less than two minutes, Emily also finished eating and drank some water. She felt a little stuffy in the tent for the whole afternoon, so she also went out, intending to walk around. Then the black girl ran over to her.

However, there was no panic on her face this time. Instead, she showed a sweet smile.

After throwing herself in front of Emily, she mumbled a lot, seemingly saying that Emily had helped the lady before. Then, she clasped her hands together and said in a low voice, "Miss, thanks to you. Jesus bless!"

"You should thank the male doctor!" Emily said with a smile.

She didn't want to take credit. After all, it was Simon's credit that the woman was rescued. In fact, she didn't do anything. At most, she just helped him find some drugs and medical equipment.

She tried her best to be quiet and didn't want to wake him up. She also tried not to let him find out in case that he misunderstood her feelings for him. After covering the quilt, she didn't want to stay any longer.

However, just as she was about to stand up, he suddenly caught hold of her hand, which she had not completely retracted.

Feeling the power of his palm, Emily's whole body went stiff.

Her first reaction was to open her eyes wide to look down at him. Seeing that his eyes were closed tightly, she guessed that it should be his unconscious movements, so she calmed down again.

Emily took a deep breath and struggled.

She didn't expect him to hold her hand so tightly, and she could even feel his palmprints.

Emily frowned. This time, she didn't intend to be polite. She used some strength to break free. Unexpectedly, she woke him up. Her eyes slowly opened. His eyes were bloodshot and there was sleepiness in them.

She gritted her teeth slightly. "Simon, you..."

"Well, it must be a dream again!"

Simon's low and deep laughter suddenly drowned the sound of her voice, mixed with a little hoarseness.

Simon's eyes suddenly lit up and he showed a faint smile. Then he murmured, "But it's so clear this time.

You're still here when I open my eyes, and it feels so real..."