The Golden Ocean
"Director, Shu Hang 8633 has returned.”
Ye Feng pointed at the navigation map on the computer screen.
"Return? What do you mean?"
Wang Yiyun hurried over.
8633 drew a circle on the screen and circled around the edge of the cumulonimbus cloud.
"It seems that Captain Liu also wants to play it safe and doesn't dare to take risks easily.”
They still didn't know who was the real pilot of the plane.
"However, the plane is in a depressurizing state. At the current altitude, it won't be long before the oxygen in the cabin is exhausted, so the situation is not optimistic!”
"How much fuel does the plane have left?”
Wang Yiyun suddenly asked.
"The estimated remaining fuel is 27000 pounds, enough to fly back to Rong city.”
"Help me contact the Air Force. We have to prepare for the worst.”
"Yes, Director."
...
He put on an oxygen mask and entered the cockpit.
He Jing was shocked.
She seemed to see a statue sitting in the driver's seat.
His hair and eyebrows were covered in frost, his face was pale, his lips were black, and the wound on his chest was still bleeding.
However, the man in front of her still gritted his teeth and persevered.
He held the control stick tightly and controlled the lives of more than a hundred people on the plane.
"Doctor, what should we do?"
Liang Dong said anxiously.
"Ah... Oh..."
Only then did He Jing react.
He lowered his head and pressed his finger on the wound on Wang Cheng's chest. Blood was coming out again.
However, the amount of bleeding was obviously not as serious as before.
Although she was only a gynecologist, she still had some basic knowledge about emergency treatment.
Currently, she had two things to do.
First, stop the bleeding.
Second, blood transfusion.
Fortunately, there was a simple first aid kit on the plane.
He Jing quickly opened the first aid kit and used a pair of pliers to clip cotton and gauze to stop Wang Cheng's bleeding.
She did not dare to pull out the glass shards on her chest.
Because if she pulled it out at this time, it was very likely to cause massive bleeding. He Jing did not dare to take this risk.
"It might hurt a lot. Can you bear it if it keeps hurting?”
He Jing, who was wearing an oxygen mask, asked in a muffled voice.
Wang Cheng nodded woodenly.
Actually, he couldn't hear what He Jing was saying at all.
After stopping the bleeding, she used a blood type test strip to test Wang Cheng's blood type.
Blood type B.
He Jing was stunned.
Liang Dong had already given up the front passenger seat. Seeing that He Jing was in a daze, he could not help but urge her,"What's wrong, Doctor?"
"I have type A blood. What about you?"
"I'm a. B."
Liang Dong reacted when he heard that.
"What blood type is he?"
"Type B."
"F * ck…"
Liang Dong cursed in his heart, turned around, and walked out.
"What's your blood type?"
He asked Bi Nan.
"Type A, what's wrong?"
"Use the radio to find people and see who has type B and O blood?”
"There's no need to look for him. Huang Jia is…"
...
“99,98,97,96...”
The system was still counting down.
Wang Cheng could not be bothered with it.
Wrong, he probably didn't have the energy to care about it.
The remaining functions were all used on the control stick.
The plane flew smoothly.
However, they were getting further and further away from Rong city.
At this moment, they had once again flown above the Hengduan Mountain Range and were about to enter the Tibetan area.
The weather in Tibet was very good, and there were no clouds in the sky.
On the plane, one could even see the snowy mountains below.
He only felt his head getting heavier and heavier, as if his entire body could not support this head.
The sunlight shone in and he felt a trace of warmth.
Eh?
His body, which was already numb from the cold, suddenly felt a trace of warmth.
His body, which was originally on the verge of collapse, seemed to have been injected with a trace of vitality.
Wang Cheng raised his eyelids and suddenly saw the sunlight shining on the clouds, forming a golden ocean.
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