Rebirth Business Woman: Major General, You Have Lost Again

  Chapter 646 Female Pilot

   "I also want a helicopter pilot."

On the cold and windy rooftop, more than a hundred elites besieged the gambling king overnight, but the opponent continued to add conditions without fear, just because he had a trump card in his hand.

   "Yes, whoever you want, I'll go down and make arrangements immediately." Yue Chengzhi, who had been aiming with the gun, saw that Feng Yan hadn't spoken, so he nodded and agreed. In the communication frequency just now, Zhao Yin had already ordered that everything obeyed Feng Yan's command and dispatch.

   "I don't want to attack people from the camp, and I don't want men." Fan Hong was dragged by his side, Qin Qing was also pressed on the wheelchair, and the neck had been marked with one or two bloodstains with a scalpel. His eyes were torch, obviously knowing that Yiyetian and the members of the sniper battalion were men, so he ruled out this option vigilantly.

   "Damn, some of them are good for you, there is so much nonsense." Yue Chengzhi was suppressed all the way, the anger in his heart could not be suppressed for a long time, and he immediately cursed when he heard this.

  In the middle of the conversation, he was stopped by a big hand next to him.

"I can agree to your request, but the only female pilot here is Qu Xue. She is seriously injured and needs to be dealt with immediately." Feng Yan's voice and attitude are exactly the same as before, calm and indifferent, and the analysis of the problem is also very rational. It is so sensible that it is suspect that the hostage being held at this moment has nothing to do with him.

   "...Okay, then give her treatment now, I can't wait that long." Fan Hong thought for a while, and seemed to think that a disabled person who has no attack power is better to control, so he nodded.

Feng Yan immediately turned around to check Qu Xue's injuries. He saw that the blood flow had stopped under the low temperature, but the wound had not been stitched or the skin was open and it was terrifying. "The situation is special. Can your body persist? If it doesn't work, don't force it. "

  These words were completely official, or rather partial, Chu Fan and Luo Zihang who heard them were very uncomfortable.

"Hey, Feng Yan, what do you mean? Our boss is still in the cold and is in danger at any time. You don't have to force it. Do you know what stuffing is in this stuff? Who knows when we arrived just now, she was there? What are you doing inside?" Cui Jiali on the side couldn't bear it, and she confessed her distrust directly and frankly. More importantly, she was one of those people who rarely knew that Qu Xue had undergone an operation, but she was frightened for a while in the operating room just now.

  It is very likely that her hand is closed on the moon, and the operation has failed. The gambling king does not have a crush on her, so why bother to change her hand.

  However, Cui Jiali could not find the right time to explain to Feng Yan.

   "Major General, I can insist, Miss Qin is still in the hands of the king of gambling, I am fine." Qu Xue has not heard of Cui Jiali's hatred, slightly straightened her spine, with a trace of forbearance between her eyebrows, and said firmly.

   "Well, I will handle it for you first. When you get on the helicopter, your own safety is the main priority." Feng Yan nodded, and personally took the gauze and needles from his backpack.

  When it comes to first aid knowledge, no one can compare to a professional fencing. But at this time, his actions made Yitian people very angry. Even Chu Fan and Luo Zihang turned their heads unhappily, and looked at the thin girl in the distance in the cold wind with pain in their hearts.

"A person can tell that Qu Xue's feelings for Feng Yan are unusual. Now he is facing her in front of you, and he may not be loyal to you." Fan Hong was also watching this scene, looking down. When the girl wore long hair like a waterfall, her delicate face was almost transparent in the night, and it was fragile to be pitiful, "You are like your mother, yearning for love in nothingness, and you will never see the one around you. People are obsessed with not understanding."

  Qin Wan did this to him before, but now Qin Qing does the same to his son Zhan Chen.

Qin Qing's eyelashes trembled slightly, her fingertips touched Zhan Chen's hand beside her, looking at the tall figure of the man who lowered her head and was carefully dressing Qu Xue's wounds, and thought: This is not just the eight o'clock plot of dog blood. NS?

"Major General, thank you." Qu Xue looked down at the big hand holding her severed limb, only feeling that the pain from the torn layers of gauze was like a layer of honey, and her cold face softened. She opened her lips and thanked her, her eyes full of nostalgia, "The last time you bandaged my wound, it was on the battlefield on the border. Back then, it was great."

If she had known that a peaceful world would be so cruel and intrigue would make death a pain, she would rather stay with the person in front of her under the war-torn sky, carrying a gun in the trench, starving, watching Fire like fireworks...

  Unfortunately, everything can't go back.

"The last time was ten years ago. You have been here for seven years." Feng Yan cleaned up the wound skillfully, said a tranceful long time, and then took out a black rubber stick from his backpack. Hold it and bite if it hurts."

   "Okay." Qu Xue didn't doubt that he had him. In this memory of warmth, the corner of his mouth took the stick with a smile, and he didn't notice that when his right hand was completely covered, an indicator light at the end lit up.

  Feng Yan's movement paused, and then continued the stitching movement in his hand, the dark night surrounding him successfully concealed the deepness of his eyes at the moment.

  Until the flashing red dot on the horizon approached with the roar of the propeller, Qu Xue's wound was treated, and two groups of people traded in front of the fuselage.

  "You go up first." Fan Hong motioned to Qu Xue to go up and start the operation first, and then let someone help Zhan Chen onto the plane.

"He was badly injured and couldn't stand the turbulence of the plane at all. Did you want your son's life?" Cui Jiali worked with Zhan Chen for some time. At this time, he looked as pale as paper. I can't bear it.

  However, Fan Hong’s answer to this was almost cruel, "If I can survive, I will save him. If I die, he doesn’t need to survive to bear all these guilt."

   Tiger poison does not eat seeds, but it is not at the end of the road.

   "Despicable." Cui Jiali sipped fiercely, slapped her heart with contempt, "Speaking so nicely, I don't want to use him as a protection card."

   Knowing that Qin Qing would not let him die, she clung to him tightly.

  Fan Hong glanced at her coldly and did not respond, "Let’s go."

  The propeller slowly circled again, and the surrounding cold wind was stirred, making the heart tremble. The wheelchair could not be carried into the helicopter. Fan Hong went up first by himself, pushed Zhan Chen into the cabin, and then pulled Qin Qing's neck and let go a little bit.

   "You give me your hand, otherwise I will shoot immediately." The people below were angry when they saw this, for fear that Qin Qing would fall down.

  (End of this chapter)