Rebirth Business Woman: Major General, You Have Lost Again

"I also want a helicopter pilot."

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

"Okay, I'll go down and make arrangements for whoever you want." Yue Chengzhi, who had been aiming with his gun up all the time, saw that Feng Yan didn't speak, so he nodded and agreed. In the communication frequency just now, Zhao Yin had already given orders, and everything was under Feng Yan's command and dispatch.

"I don't want people from the sniper battalion, and I don't want men." Fan Hong dragged two people by his side, and Qin Qing was also pushed into the wheelchair, with one or two blood marks on his neck from the scalpel. His eyes were bright, obviously he knew that Yi Yetian and the members of the sniper battalion were all men, so he vigilantly ruled out this option.

"Damn it, it's good to give you some, so there's so much nonsense." Yue Chengzhi was suppressed all the way, and the anger in his heart could not be suppressed for a long time, as soon as he heard this, he immediately cursed.

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

"Your request, I can agree, 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 calm and indifferent as before, and he analyzes the problem very rationally. It is so rational that one suspects that the hostage being held at this moment has nothing to do with him.

"...Okay, then treat her now, I can't wait that long." Fan Hong thought for a while, and seemed to think that a cripple without attack power would be easier to control, so he nodded.

Feng Yan immediately turned around to check on Qu Xue's injury, and saw that the blood flow had stopped under the low temperature, but the wound was not sutured or the skin was bruised, which was very scary, "The situation is special, can your body hold on, if not, don't force it. "

These words were completely business-like, or rather biased, which made Chu Fan and Luo Zihang feel very uncomfortable.

"Hey, Feng Yan, what do you mean, our boss is still in the cold and is in danger at any time, what do you mean you don't have to force it, do you know what kind of stuffing is in this stuff? Who knew that when we arrived just now, she was What are you doing in there?" Cui Jiali couldn't bear it, and she directly confessed her distrust. More importantly, she was one of the few people present who knew that Qu Xue had undergone surgery, but she was stunned in the operating room just now and didn't think about it.

Her hand is likely to be Feng Yue's, and the operation has failed, and the gambling king doesn't have a crush on her, so why would he go to such lengths to change her hand.

However, Cui Jiali couldn't find the right time to explain to Feng Yan.

"Major General, I can persevere. Miss Qin is still in the hands of the gambler. I'm fine." Qu Xue straightened her spine slightly, with a hint of forbearance between her brows, and said firmly, as if she had never heard of Cui Jiali's hatred for Cui Jiali.

"Well, I'll take care of it for you first. When I get on the helicopter, my own safety is the top priority." Feng Yan nodded, and took gauze and needlework from his backpack.

When it comes to first aid knowledge, no one can compare to the professional Feng Yan. But at this time, his actions made Ye Yetian's people very angry. Even Chu Fan and Luo Zihang turned their heads in displeasure, looking at the thin girl in the distance in the cold wind, feeling pain in their hearts.

"Everyone can tell that Qu Xue's feelings for Feng Yan are unusual. It's good for him to face her in front of you now, and he may not be loyal to you." Fan Hong was also watching this scene, looking down. Seeing that the girl has long hair like a waterfall, her delicate face is almost transparent in the night, and she is so fragile that it is pitiful, "You, like your mother, yearn for vain love, and you will never see the love around you." People are obsessed with obsession."

Qin Wan was like this to him before, and now Qin Qing is doing the same to his son Zhan Chen.

Qin Qing's eyelashes trembled slightly, and her fingertips touched Zhan Chen's hand beside her. Looking at the tall man's back who was carefully bandaging Qu Xue's wound with his head down, he thought: Isn't this the bloody eight o'clock episode? ?

"Major General, thank you." Qu Xue looked down at the big hand holding her severed limb, and felt that the pain from the torn gauze was covered with 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 was on the border battlefield. It was so good at that time."

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

Unfortunately, there is no going back.

"The last time was ten years ago, and you have been here for seven years." Feng Yan skillfully cleaned up the wound, and said a trance-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 was there, and in the warmth of memories, she took the stick with a smile on the corner of her mouth, not noticing that when her right hand was completely covered, an indicator light at the end lit up.

Feng Yan's movements paused, and then he continued to stitch in his hands. The darkness around him successfully concealed the deepness in his eyes at this moment.

It was not until the red dot flashing in the sky approached with the roar of the propeller that Qu Xue's wound was treated, and two groups of people were trading in front of the fuselage.

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

"He was seriously injured, and he couldn't stand the turbulence of the plane at all. Do you want your son's life?" Cui Jiali had worked with Zhan Chen for a while, and at this moment, his complexion was as pale as paper, and her heart ached. I can't bear it.

However, Fan Hong's answer to this question was so rational that it was almost cruel, "If I can survive, I will save him. If I die, there is no need for him to live to bear all these crimes."

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

"Despicable." Cui Jiali spat hard, contemptuous from the bottom of her heart, "You speak so nicely, why don't you want to use him as a shield."

Knowing that Qin Qing would not let him die, she held onto him tightly.

Fan Hong glanced at her coldly, but did not respond, "Let's go."

The propeller slowly circled again, and the cold wind around was stirred, making people tremble in the cold. The wheelchair couldn't carry the helicopter, so Fan Hong went up first by himself, pushed Zhan Chen to move into the cabin, and then pulled Qin Qing's neck to let go a little bit.

"You fucking let me go, or I'll shoot right away." The people below Yiyetian were very angry when they saw this, for fear that Qin Qing would fall down.