The little girl is fair and attractive, Captain Xu is gentle and pampering

"Were you all together when Yan Ping was attacked?"

Qian Lang didn't understand why Team Xu asked that, but he answered honestly: "We are all growing vegetables in the backyard."

There were so many of them, but Yan Ping was the only one who got the trick, which meant that his father's medicine was OK. Xu Chengyi took out his cell phone and called his father.

"Dad, the medicine you made before works. You can produce more and arrange vaccinations in City X."

"Okay, leave this to me."

Xu Chengyi said: "Dad, please send me a batch of medicine first. There are many people here who need saving."

"I'll give it to you in a week at the latest."

"Dad, Yan Ping probably won't be able to hold on anymore, so I'll arrange for someone to send Yan Ping back."

"Well, son, be careful out there and take care of yourself."

Xu Chengyi hung up the phone and contacted Huang Yuanyuan to arrange a helicopter. At this time, an alarm sounded from the machine in the ward.

Only the dean was left in the entire hospital. Doctors from surrounding cities did not dare to come here when they heard the chaos. The dean heard the noise and ran over in a hurry.

Xu Chengyi walked into the ward and saw Yan Ping's oxygen mask full of blood, and his whole body was twitching.

He held Yan Ping down to his hands and feet: "Just hold on a little longer, and the doctor will be here."

The dean ran over with a cart, and now the first aid equipment was handed over to him. He wished he could grow eight hands.

The dean shouted helplessly: "Pull the curtain."

Xu Chengyi did as he said, closed all the curtains, and Xu Chengyi stood inside the curtain.

"Is there anything I can do?"

"Can you do chest compressions?"

Xu Chengyi rolled up his sleeves and stepped forward: "I learned it in the army."

"Okay, change." The dean got off the bed.

Xu Chengyi stood in his place and took over his chest compressions. The dean picked up the defibrillator and said, "Get out of the bed."

Yan Ping pushed his body upwards and landed heavily on the bed. Xu Chengyi continued to press, and the dean took the medicine and injected it into his body to continue defibrillation.

After their rescue, Yan Ping came back. He glanced at Xu Chengyi and they were standing in the corridor.

"I still don't know what disease he has. He probably won't survive tonight, so be mentally prepared."

"Thank you doctor."

Xu Chengyi thought that Xue Shiqi had also inhaled the poisonous gas, and wondered whether Gong Jue could come back in time with the antidote. He walked to Xue Shiqi's ward and saw Gong Jue inside. He was holding a needle and preparing to inject Xue Shiqi's body.

He rushed in: "Gong Jue, is this the antidote? Listen to me, my dad has developed a potion that can compete with the poisonous gas. Yan Ping is about to lose it. Give me half of the antidote and I'll prepare a helicopter. Send them back home.”

Gong Jue looked at him out of the corner of his eye: "Why should I bet on your antidote with uncertainty?" Now that he has the antidote, the life and death of others has nothing to do with him.

Seeing that he was about to take action, Xu Chengyi said anxiously: "With half of the antidote, they can last for two days until they return to the country. They can save two people. Moreover, country G is not peaceful now. Xue Shiqi will be better off staying at home than here." Safety."

Gong Jue ignored his words and injected all the antidote into Xue Shiqi's body. The effect of the drug quickly took effect in her body, and all data became stable.

He held Xue Shiqi's hand: "As long as I'm here, I won't let anything happen to you."

Xu Chengyi saw that the antidote was gone, and it was unrealistic to go to Tang Yancheng now. He returned to Yanping ward, and all his men stood guard by the bedside.

Qian Lang wiped his tears from time to time, crying like a man. When Yan Ping saw him coming, he weakly shouted: "Captain Xu."

Xu Chengyi walked over: "I'm here."

"Captain Xu, I may really fall behind this time. My parents died early and I don't have any relatives at home. You don't need to pay pensions."

Xu Chengyi held his hand: "There will be no shortage of things that belong to you."

Yan Ping squeezed his hand with difficulty: "The vegetables I grow will be ready to eat in one week. Remember to pick the tenderest ones and eat them. Don't wait until they get old. No, they won't taste good when they get old."

After he finished speaking, his hand dropped to the side of the bed, and the machine sounded a parallel alarm.

The dean ran in and took out a flashlight to check his pupil reaction: "Man, it's no longer possible. What are you going to do with the body? My suggestion is cremation."

No matter what kind of disease you have, a fire can prevent half of the probability of infection.

Huang Yuanyuan had already prepared the helicopter, but couldn't wait for Captain Xu to arrive. He went to the hospital in person and saw Yan Ping leaving.

Huang Yuanyuan walked to the bed: "Brother, I'm late."

From the onset of the disease to the rescue, it only took two days. It was too sudden. Yan Ping was an old man in the army, and he and Yan Ping were very close.

They also said that if no woman is attracted to him in the future, they can find a place to retire together, while I make tea and he plays chess with other old men.

Too many things happened, leaving little time for Xu Chengyi to be sad: "Is there anyone who feels uncomfortable on your side right now?"

Huang Yuanyuan said: "Not at the moment. It may be because we have a building blocking the wind, so the probability of inhaling poisonous gas is low."

"Butler Tang Yancheng died and Song Man disappeared. I always feel that things are not simple."

Huang Yuanyuan heard that Song Man was missing: "My sister-in-law is missing. Is there any news now?"

"If you are just asking for money, you will contact the Song family or my family. If you are not looking for money, you can only wait for news."

Xu Chengyi said melancholy that the forces here were complicated and it would be difficult to find Song Man without Gong Jue's help.

Song Man was taken to a room in a helicopter. When she woke up, she found that her hands and feet were chained, and her range of movement was only from the toilet to the bed.

She walked towards the door, stretched out her arms, almost, not even close.

Her ankle kept pulling against the chain and turned red, but she still tried hard to reach the door.

At this time, the door opened, and a man wearing servant clothes walked in with a tray: "Miss Song, have something to eat."

"Where is this place? Who kidnapped me?"

If the host has given her this information, she can say: "Ms. Song, this is country G. Our husband is very kind, so you can stay here with peace of mind."

Song Man raised his hands and feet: "Is this how your master treats his guests?"

Only by trying to meet the protagonist behind the scenes can further negotiations be possible.

"Eat something." The servant refused to answer her question.

Song Man sat on the edge of the bed, picked up the knife and fork, cut a piece of steak and put it in his mouth, making retching motions.

"I'm pregnant. I can't eat these things." Song Man pushed the dinner plate away.

The servant picked up the plate hesitantly: "What do you want to eat?"

"Cook me a bowl of seafood porridge."

The servant came downstairs with the dinner plate, but Tang Yancheng did not touch it: "She doesn't want to eat?"

"She said she was pregnant and couldn't eat these."

Tang Yancheng glanced upstairs and thought she was on a hunger strike: "Then make what she wants to eat. If she doesn't eat anymore, you can get out."

"Yes, sir."

Half an hour later, the servant brought the seafood porridge upstairs and placed it in front of her. Song Man took a taste and found that it tasted very bad. However, it was better to have something to eat than nothing. After eating, she would find a way to escape.