Chapter 311

Qin huhao said angrily, "they took out the rocket launcher over there, and the helicopter can only hide. Unexpectedly, the sea breeze suddenly blew, and the helicopter immediately lost control. In order to protect the hostages, the Zong team carried it and hit the cliff..."

Bad weather, hostages left behind, ambushes, well armed enemies, sea breeze, cliffs

Qin huhao didn't take it seriously when he said it, but Feng Xuelan, the listener, kept all this information in mind.

"Even if he is injured, how can he lose too much blood? Don't you have a team doctor when you go out to perform the task?" Feng Xuelan asked again.

"How about bad luck? When the helicopter lost control, the rescue workers on the plane were giving emergency treatment to the people who had been sent up before. As a result, the first aid kit was thrown out of the cabin and failed to give him blood transfusion in time."

Qin huhao sighed. The situation at that time was a narrow escape. Originally, the hostage should have been brought out by Qin huhao's team. If they hadn't left the man out, Zong Mingzhe wouldn't have taken risks alone. Although he Yaoshi advised him many times after he came back, Qin huhao could not help blaming himself.

"Lucky in misfortune..." Feng Xuelan whispered, "the helicopter finally returned to your position in time..."

Qin huhao nodded, "he team took the team doctor to the nearest apron in advance and waited. As soon as the helicopter fell down, the team doctor gave him blood. If it was a little later, his life would be gone."

The voice fell and the two men fell into silence.

Zong Mingzhe's current state is not a life at all

Qin huhao realized that he said a little more and hurriedly began to persuade Feng Xuelan to eat again.

Feng Xuelan reluctantly ate a few mouthfuls of vegetables and couldn't eat any more. She found an excuse to leave the room, avoided the sight of others and sneaked into an independent office.

Turn on the computer and fengxuelan starts to find the information she needs.

According to the information revealed in Qin huhao's words, fengxuelan first looked up the meteorological data on the day of the incident and screened out the location where "the weather is very bad" and "the sea breeze blows to the cliff". According to Zong Mingzhe's injury, Feng Xuelan inferred from experience that the helicopter flew in a straight line during the period from the time he lost blood to the time he received blood transfusion treatment, and there was no other place to land. In this way, some positions are filtered out.

Finally, there are only a few possible places left. Feng Xuelan searches for information about these places in his mind.

As a former top killer and a trump card in the organization tomorrow, she has access to a lot of top secret information. She doesn't know the beauty of those places in the world, but if you ask her where the darkness is hidden in the world, she knows it like the back of her hand!

Eliminate the impossible places, and Feng Xuelan knows the rest in his heart.

She wiped out all the information she had checked and left the office.

As time went by, the wind and snow billows kept on the other side of the glass wall.

She stared at Zong Mingzhe lying in the hospital bed, but she felt more and more like looking at a soulless puppet.

The only thing that can prove that Zong Mingzhe is still alive is the dripping sound of the instrument. But Feng Xuelan doesn't like the sound at all. She wants to lean against Zong Mingzhe's chest and listen to his heartbeat.

"You say, if we change, if the person lying there is me and the person standing here is you, what will you do?" the wind and snow waves whispered to the other side of the glass wall, "You must cry worse than me. I know you are softer than me. What about men? You will still cry. But if you really cry for me, you will lose a lot, because you don't know who I am. You see, if you die now, you will lose a lot..."

Feng Xuelan took out the pen Zong Mingzhe gave her from her pocket and whispered, "you always want me to write love letters to you, but I'm stupid and can't write, so I wrote down the secret I hide from you and put it here. I'm very curious about what you'll do after you look at these things. Will you kill me angrily, or... Still love me..."

The pain in my heart came up, and tears blurred my eyes again.

The wind and snow LAN looked up and didn't let the tears flow down.

She put away her pen and said with a bitter smile, "Zong Mingzhe, do you particularly want to know the secrets I've been hiding for so long? Now I'm more generous. As long as you wake up, I'll tell you all the secrets, okay? Even if you don't want to be my boyfriend again at that time, I don't blame you. As long as you open your eyes, I'll tell you all. Zong Mingzhe? Wake up..."

Drop drop drop drop drop——

Feng Xuelan was angry.

Nameless anger was burning in her heart!

She really wanted to rush in and drag the man out of bed, pull him up and beat him up! Until he woke up!

But just then, someone opened the iron door and came in.

Feng Xuelan turned his head and saw that the person who came was he Yaoshi's mother.

Since Zong Mingzhe was sent here, mother he has come to deliver meals to these people here every day. The big guys love mother he and won't let her come again, but the old lady is more stubborn than all of them. She sends them here with different cooking every day, and then forces these people to eat all the meals.

If mother he hadn't done so, none of them would have been able to eat a bite.

Especially Feng Xuelan, facing his mother with the same sad face, even if she swallows hard, Feng Xuelan will eat all the things she sent.

"When Mingzhe wakes up, I'll make you a big table dish, your favorite food, braised lion's head, sweet and sour ribs, Crispy Fish sections, and my walnut crisp, crispy flower candy and glutinous rice dumplings... Mingzhe likes a sweet mouth when he eats, which is similar to our family Hengheng."

Mother he smiled here, then stretched out her hand to pat Feng Xuelan and whispered, "life is like this. We can tell it as a joke when we cross this path and think about it later. Xuelan, we don't care about our worries. We have to think about it."

Feng Xuelan forced out a smile, but he couldn't say anything.

These days she heard countless comforting words, but when she stood in front of the glass wall, those words looked very pale.

Turn around and look out of the window. It's already dark.

Feng Xuelan couldn't help sighing and thought, Zong Mingzhe has been in a coma for seven days. Can he step over this camp

At night, in a conference room in the hospital.

Li Qinghui angrily shouted at the people in the room, "the opportunity is slim! The opportunity is slim! Don't I know the opportunity is slim!"