The first thing that came to Ruan An's mind at this moment was - hijacking.
She looked nervously at Lao Li, who had a solemn expression on her side, "Teacher Li, we..."
"Contact the control tower first." Mr.li immediately spoke to Ruan An and scolded her for her anxiety, "How do you usually attend class? Haven't these contents been covered in class?
Why are you panicking? Contact the control tower immediately!"
Ruan An, who had been scolded a lot, felt like he was choking in his heart, and even his breathing was obviously not smooth.
It's time to go back to school, but who would have thought that she would be so lucky on her first trip!
Besides, reality is different from theory after all.
Whatever I was afraid of, it just happened.
Ruan An tried his best to calm down, regained his previous calmness and quickly contacted the tower.
"Lao Li, I'll leave this to you, I'll go out and see what's going on." Fang Binhai put down the phone he usually used to communicate with the flight attendants, and said to Mr.li with a serious face.
"Okay, leave this to me." Mr.li nodded, glanced at Fang Binhai who stood up with a worried expression, and said, "Be careful."
"Yeah." Fang Binhai nodded and responded.
Not long after he went out, Ruan An, who was in contact with the control tower, finally gave up after calling several times. He turned to mr.li and said: "We have lost contact with the control tower. We have never been able to contact him. I have already
Hang up 7600."
"Yeah." Mr.li hummed softly.
As soon as he finished speaking, at the same time, an alarm sounded on the control panel in front of him.
Hearing the piercing alarm sound in his ears, Mr.li turned his head and glanced at the door, sighed heavily, and ordered to Ruan An: "Change it to 7700."
"Yeah." Ruan An responded quickly.
At this time, the staff on the ground drew attention when Ruan An and his plane hung up 7600, but who knew that just as they called the stewards, they saw that the emergency code above changed from 7600 to 7700.
There was something wrong with the plane.
Realizing the seriousness of the matter, they immediately paid great attention to it, made a series of reactions, and reported it to their superiors.
At the same time, the route Ruan An and the others were on was displayed on the big screen.
Ruan An's plane encountered a malfunction. At the same time, Gu Qi, who was still arguing with Song Anping, also received the news. With a stern face, he impatiently stopped Song Anping, who was still talking, "Ruan An, she
Something happened."
After leaving a few words, he hurriedly left and headed towards the airport.
The sudden words made Song Anping stand there stunned for a while. When he heard the sound of the car starting, he immediately came back to his senses, slowly raised his stiff head, looked up to the sky, dripping with cold sweat.
At this time, Ruan An and the others were in very bad condition. The plane had an unknown malfunction, and Captain Fang, who had left, had not yet returned.
Moreover, they have no idea what the situation in the cabin is like. The only thing that can make them feel safe is that they can still control the plane for the time being.
But no matter what happened to the cabin, they had to turn around and return now.
Fang Haibin, who was worried about Ruan An, collapsed on the ground at this time, and the white captain's uniform on his body added a lot of rich blood color.
He covered his bleeding abdomen with his hand, looked at the man holding the knife across from him with a pale face, and with a heavy breath in his voice, he comforted him: "Sir, don't worry, put down the knife first and be careful."
He said, you can't help your wife at all, but you are harming her."
The man's hand holding the knife was trembling slightly. He looked at his wife who was crying out in pain, and his tone was full of rage, "How can you help me? She...she is about to die."
"No!" Seeing him in a very unstable mood, the stewardess on the side responded quickly, glanced at Captain Fang who was lying on the ground with a pale face with worry, opened his mouth, and said in a consultative tone.
: "Your wife will be fine. She is just giving birth. We can call whether there are medical personnel on board, and we will also contact the ground so that your wife can be treated as soon as she gets off the plane. Sir
, your wife will be fine, please believe us!"
"Is it really going to be okay?" The man stared at his painful wife with blood-filled eyes and asked uncertainly to the stewardess who spoke, "Is she really okay?"
She lost so much blood, will she really be fine?
The man's eyes gradually became confused. The stewardess, who suppressed the panic in her heart, looked at Fang Binhai and pretended to be relaxed and said again: "No, she will be fine. Can you please put down the knife?"
"Yeah." Seeing the firm faces of the stewardesses, the man calmed down his shaky heart. He let go of the hand holding the knife and said in a low voice, "Okay, you must save her!"
None of the staff present dared to respond to the man's request. After all, the pregnant woman was bleeding too much, and even those who had not yet had children knew that the matter was very difficult.
But the top priority was to stabilize the man's mood, so they tacitly ignored the matter. After settling the pregnant woman, they began to ask if there was a doctor on board.
After calling three times in a row, a man stood up, raised his hand, and said, "I am."
"Great, sir, then..." Seeing someone standing up, the flight attendants breathed a sigh of relief in unison, and the steward hurriedly walked to his side and spoke aloud.
Before she finished speaking, the man straightened his clothes and said first, "Take me there."
The steward said: "Yeah."
If Ruan An was here at this time, she would find that this man is the one who makes her feel strange.
When the husband of the pregnant woman saw a man coming out, his face turned pale. When he was about to lift up his wife's skirt, he quickly stopped him and said, "No! You are a man, you can't deliver my wife's baby!"
I absolutely disagree!"
Everyone present did not expect to have to go through this experience. The steward was also anxious and began to persuade, "Sir, many obstetricians and gynecologists are male now. In the eyes of doctors, there is no distinction between men and women. You
Seeing as he is the only one on the plane now, if you don't let him help your wife deliver the baby, what if one dead person and two lives are not worth the loss?"
The man began to hesitate, but still struggled hard and shook his head, "No!"
"Honey, just keep holding on, it'll be fine when you get off the plane, it'll be fine when you get off the plane." He whispered in a low voice, repeating the last sentence over and over again, trying to numb himself.
"Sir...sir, your wife's condition is very dangerous now. We really can't wait any longer." Seeing such a stubborn and feudal man, the steward was a little anxious and hurriedly persuaded her.
"Are you really a doctor?" Seeing his wife's pain, the man kept pulling his hair with his bloody hands, took a deep breath, and stared at the doctor seriously as if he had made some important decision.
, said suspiciously.
"Of course." The doctor glanced at the man in front of him who was asking the question, with a faint smile on his lips, and said, "However, no patient in my hands has come out alive."
Pregnant woman and husband: “!!!”
Flight attendant Fang Haibin: “???”
Passenger:Σ(°△°|||)︴
"First...Sir, are you kidding?" The steward's expression was a little chapped, and his tone was full of trembling, "You must be joking with us."
The man chuckled softly, glanced at the woman who spoke at the side, and in her extremely expectant eyes, he said two words slowly, "No."
Hearing his affirmation again, the originally noisy cabin suddenly fell silent. Even the pregnant woman who had been howling in pain was dumbfounded and stared at him in horror.
"May I ask what kind of doctor you are?" Fang Haibin's voice was a little low because of excessive bleeding, but it still reached the doctor's ears.
He looked around at the shocked expressions of the people around him and said in a low voice, "Forensic doctor."
"No! I don't want him to deliver my baby! His hands are meant to touch the dead!" The pregnant woman was so excited when she heard that he was practicing. She even reached out to hold her husband, tears streaming down her face, and she shook her head violently.
, "Husband! Husband! I don't want him to deliver my baby, I don't want him!"
"Okay, okay!" The man immediately squatted down to comfort his wife, "Okay, husband, listen to you. I will never let him deliver your baby. Don't worry! Just hold on for a while! I'll wait until we get off the plane.
Take you to the hospital, ah."
"Okay, okay." The pregnant woman nodded crazily, stretched out her hand to touch her hard belly, and gritted her teeth, "I will hold on."
No matter what she said, she wouldn't let this man deliver her baby.
Absolutely not allowed!
Even if she died, she wouldn't let him touch her.
The couple looked at the man as if they were looking at the plague, full of panic and avoidance, and even full of precautions.
Things have turned into what they are now, which is unexpected by everyone.
Their dislike for him did not cause any fluctuation in the man's heart, and the eyes he looked at them were like dead people, without any fluctuation.
He knelt down and turned his gaze to Fang Binhai on the other side, "Do you need me to help you treat your wound?"
Fang Binhai covered the wound with his hand, glanced at the couple beside him, and then began to persuade him: "Sir, forensic doctors are also doctors. Please stop trying to persuade them."
The man raised his eyes and stared at Fang Binhai who made the suggestion. He casually took the medical box handed to him by the stewardess and casually selected gauze and a series of wound treatment items from it.
The medical kit is provided on the plane. There are not many things in it. In addition to daily anti-inflammatory and other medicines, there are also some medicines for treating trauma. However, the roll of gauze inside is only enough for one person.
After briefly handling Fang Binhai, the man slowly took off his medical gloves, returned the items to their original places, raised his eyes, and said, "Okay."
Fang Binhai thanked him, but he was still worried about the couple's condition, and prayed again: "Doctor, can you please help see the pregnant woman?"
The man looked at Fang Binhai, who was overflowing with sympathy, and suddenly became interested and asked, "Why?"
"Aren't you a doctor? It's your doctor's duty to treat illnesses and save people, isn't it?" Fang Binhai was slightly stunned by the question, and subconsciously asked.
When he finished speaking, the corners of the man's raised lips suddenly smoothed away, and his whole body became even colder. He slowly leaned over, approached Fang Haibin, lowered his voice, and said in a low voice: "Captain, I forgot something.
I told you, I haven’t been a forensic doctor for a long time, so these duties you mentioned have no effect on me at all.”
"Besides, you've also seen that it's not that I don't want to save you, but that they won't let you go at all. Why do you have to act like a bad guy here? Aren't you afraid that the couple will bite you back? After all, people in this world are selfish.
"Yes." The man glanced at the couple beside him, raised his eyebrows at Fang Binhai, and continued.
Hearing this, Fang Binhai's pupils widened slightly. When he met the man's gaze, he subconsciously looked away. Unexpectedly, he saw the vague shape of his pocket and felt panicked.
He stared at the man bandaging him in front of him with a look of disbelief, "You...that's you?!"
Recalling the gunshot he heard in the cockpit before, he suddenly realized.
Everything can be explained now.
As soon as he left the cockpit, he saw the flight attendants gathered around him. He was about to peek out, but unexpectedly, the man surrounded by him became so excited and anxious when he saw his wife bleeding that he pushed the flight attendant away.
A dagger was taken out somewhere and stabbed straight into his abdomen.
When he was injured and comforted by them, he sat on the ground in pain, but he was always paying attention to the movements around him, trying to find the man with the gun.
But he didn't expect that the person he was looking for turned out to be the man who bandaged himself.
The man did not answer his words directly, but reached out to his bandaged abdomen, caressed it, raised his eyes, raised the corners of his lips again, and said in a cold tone: "So what if you save, what if you don't save, anyway, their
There is only one ending, and that is death."
Fang Binhai was so frightened that he leaned back. In fact, the distance between the two people did not change, because he was leaning against the seat at this time.
The man noticed Fang Binhai's reaction and chuckled, "What, are you scared?"
"You...you, then why are you bandaging me?" Fang Binhai thought for a long time and finally asked a question that made him very confused.
The man stared at his wound for a long time, pondered for a moment, and then said, "Because... you can't die now."
"Why?" Fang Binhai frowned and asked in confusion.
The man did not answer directly, but turned his gaze through the crowd to the door, and said coldly, "Now is the time for you to show your value."
After speaking, he stood up directly, and with great strength, he lifted up Fang Haibin who was lying on the ground. He quietly touched his pocket with one hand, and felt the price of goods on his waist. Fang Binhai's breathing suddenly stagnated, and he just heard that man
He said, "If you don't want all the passengers here to be buried with you, then lead the way into the cockpit."