After Transmigrating into a Cannon Fodder in the 1980s, I Trash Them All

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[jesus yall im tired of making warnings. there's so many curveballs in this novel istg]

221: Deliberate Deception

WARNING:
BLOOD & INJURY.
It wasn't described graphically
though.

Chief Niu hesitated briefly, then said, "Let's listen to the leadership. Whatever the leaders say, we should just do."

With Chief Niu's response, Su Hanyan also felt much relieved.

In the workshop,

Zhu Lin hung the camera around her neck, trembling as she pressed the shutter button. She took one gruesome photo after another— the agonized expressions of the injured, and the crushed limbs by the machine made everyone shudder.

Not only the women but even the men present found it hard to watch.

"Come on, those who can help, help! Everyone else, clear out and don't get in the way!" Director Miao was directing operations at the scene. With the factory director away for meetings, he was temporarily appointed to oversee the staff.

Who would have thought that trouble would arise in the factory in just two days?

The workshop director and the safety administrator, both responsible for safety, were busy handling the situation, while the doctors from the factory clinic rushed in to assist with treating the injuries.

"Sir, this won't do!" Dr. Liu from the clinic was sweating profusely as he tightly wrapped a tourniquet around the injured worker's severed limb to stop the bleeding. "The blood is still flowing. We need to get the patient to the hospital urgently. Emergency surgery is necessary!"

"Where's the vehicle? Where's the head of the transport team?" Miao Renda shouted loudly.

"Our factory's few vehicles are all out transporting materials! They just left early this morning. Now, there's only one old car left in the factory, and the head of the transport team is urgently repairing it with his team!" someone replied.

"Damn it! Such a critical moment and we drop the ball!" Miao Renda cursed. Pointing to someone, he ordered, "Go, go outside and find a taxi!"

The workers in the workshop lifted the stretcher and carried the injured worker out of the factory.

People at the scene dispersed to start cleaning up. The head of safety for the factory urgently convened a safety meeting, instructing the supervisors from various workshops to increase their monitoring efforts.

As a propaganda officer, Zhu Lin stayed behind to listen to the meeting, took notes, and prepared to write an article for the factory newspaper.

After the meeting disbanded, Zhu Lin was preparing to leave when Miao Renda called her over.

"You stay," he pointed at Zhu Lin.

Zhu Lin felt uneasy, clutching her notebook tightly, she stood still, waiting for Deputy Director Miao to speak.

Seeing her nervous expression, Miao Renda stood up, lightly patting Zhu Lin's shoulder and asked her, "What did you see yesterday noon in the administrative office?"

"I... I didn't see anything," Zhu Lin stammered.

"Nonsense!" Miao Renda suddenly raised his voice. "Stop lying with your eyes wide open. You clearly saw it, yet you're lying here! Are you trying to quit?"

Zhu Lin was frightened and almost blurted it out. But she was a smart person. Calming down, she put on an anxious look, "Deputy Director Miao, I didn't go to the administrative office yesterday! It was Sunday, and I went out shopping with my friends!"