C115 Protecting with One's Life

By the next morning, the heavy rain had finally stopped and the new flood relief work had begun.

Mi Qiao walked out of the tent and was just about to report Liu Yongqing's disappearance to the higher-ups.

A familiar voice sounded from outside the tent:

"Mi Qiao, come out and see what I brought you and the children?"

Liu Yongqing? Did he not die?

When Mi Qiao heard the noise