Looking at Lin Qingqing's departing back, Li Shenghua behind her had a complicated expression.
I don’t know when a plastic fast food box appeared on the desk, and a fresh and fragrant smell wafted out.
Li Shenghua opened it and saw steaming fish balls inside. "How heartless! They didn't even add any chili!"
Li Shenghua felt a sore nose for a moment.
She picked up the paper cutter beside her, poked a meatball, and bit it fiercely.
Li Shenghua knew very well that the outside world was extremely chaotic and any separation could be a farewell forever.
She really couldn't bear to part with Lin Qingqing, even though they might not even be considered friends.
But they can be loyal to each other.
Lin Qingqing didn't think as much as Li Shenghua did. The fish ball soup was also secretly kept for her by Boss Wang yesterday.
After eating this thing, it can not only strengthen the body, but also improve resistance to viruses, increase the possibility of stimulating superpowers, and enhance the speed of improving superpower levels.
Although the effect varies from person to person, in general, apart from the unpleasant taste, there is no harm in eating it.
It's only slightly inferior to Qiao Mingyang's spiritual spring water.
Just as she thought of Qiao Mingyang, when she entered the airport, Lin Qingqing saw Qiao Mingyang, who was emitting a cold aura.
He had a face that said, "Don't approach me," and there was no one within three meters of him...
That was the passage for boarding the plane. Passengers who were anxious to get on the plane stood in a circle far away outside, each of them angry but not daring to speak.
Those who dare to speak out and act will be put on the wall, really put on the wall.
Their backs were frozen to the wall, their limbs unable to move, including some of the airport's armed forces.
At first, some people were screaming, but when their mouths were blocked by hailstones the size of eggs, no one dared to shout anymore.
Lin Qingqing didn't want to get close either, but she hadn't heard from Qiao Ruoran for a long time, and the seat occupied by Qiao Mingyang was the aisle leading to the plane.
She could only bite the bullet and step forward, "Why are you here?"
Her next question was, "How is Ranran?"
Qiao Mingyang's eyes, like ice sculptures, slowly turned. He saw that it was Lin Qingqing, and his face brightened slightly. "She's still breathing."
Lin Qingqing frowned. It had been more than a month, and Ranran still hadn't recovered?
"She's on the plane, please go and check on her for me." Qiao Mingyang's throat was hoarse as if it had been burned by fire.
Lin Qingqing's focus wasn't here. When she heard Qiao Ruoran was on the plane, she walked straight into the aisle without saying a word. She wasn't even interested in knowing that Qiao Mingyang seemed to have a superpower.
Old Tan, who was following behind, felt nervous when he saw Qiao Mingyang’s full aura.
He had a feeling that he had no idea where to start against the person in front of him and could not find any flaws to attack.
Liu Qiang stopped at the entrance of the passage, "...Is Qiao Ruoran okay?"
"Go up." Qiao Mingyang frowned, looking a little impatient.
Liu Qiang widened his eyes. Can he go up even without a plane ticket?
Seeing Old Tan walking into the passage with his legs spread wide, Liu Qiang's fists hardened. Damn it, let's get on with it!
As soon as Lin Qingqing walked out of the passage, she saw a small passenger plane parked on the runway. The airport in Liancheng was very small and had been a military airport before the apocalypse.
There were a few helicopters with military green propellers, but this was the only passenger plane.
It was just a small passenger plane, the kind that could carry less than a hundred passengers before the end of the world.
There is only one flight between Beijing and Liancheng every day.
Serve as a transport for the most important combat supplies and daily necessities.
Carrying passengers is not the main mission of this aircraft.
On weekdays, military officers and generals traveling between the two places on official business, as well as people with special identities have priority use rights.
The remaining seats are the ones that are sold at high prices.
The flight attendants guarding both sides of the aircraft's passenger elevator looked helpless. Of course they knew about the loud noise outside the aisle, but no one could do anything.
This is going to be a pirated flight!
Their attendance this month is going to be a disaster. Not to mention Beijing roast duck, even the salted duck eggs from Beihai have flown away.
Now, with great difficulty, a few passengers came in. They showed a sincere, unprofessional smile on their faces and said, "Welcome..."
Before they could finish their words, their smiles froze on their faces.
Lin Qingqing took two steps at a time and climbed the stairs.
After entering the cabin, Lin Qingqing ignored several passengers wearing military uniforms and looking depressed.
Her eyes were fixed on a hospital bed that was secured with ropes to the nose of the plane.
The person on the hospital bed was on a ventilator, her face as pale as paper. Beside her was a man who looked like a doctor, fidgeting and twisting his buttocks.
The man turned around after hearing the noise and shouted in surprise, "Is it you?
It turned out to be an acquaintance, Shangguan Yanji, the female director of the base hospital.
Lin Qingqing had no intention of greeting him. She glanced at him expressionlessly, and asked casually, as if asking, or talking to herself, "How is she?"
As she spoke, Lin Qingqing walked over quietly. As she got closer, her heart began to lift.
Qiao Ruoran seemed to have shrunk in size. She lay on the hospital bed, and that light feeling seemed to be flying away.
Lin Qingqing was even worried that the quilt was too heavy and would crush her.
"It's very bad. All the indicators are unstable. I installed a temporary external pacemaker for her. I tried an internal pacemaker before, but she rejected it severely. She has a high fever that won't go away and is allergic to all kinds of medications..."
Shangguan Yanji must have been tormented badly by Qiao Mingyang. When she saw Lin Qingqing, whom she disliked, she couldn't help but want to speak.
Lin Qingqing's eyes were extremely cold. She listened quietly, stretched out her hand, and calmly took Qiao Ruoran's pulse.
At this time, Lao Tan and Liu Qiang also boarded the plane shortly after.
"How is she?" Liu Qiang saw Lin Qingqing's pulse being taken, and the veins on his forehead were throbbing.
He tried to hold back, but still couldn't help but ask Shangguan Yanji in a white coat in a low voice.
Lin Qingqing was still forced by Dr. Cai to attend a few classes, and now she can really get the general idea.
Qiao Ruoran's heart rate was extremely slow, less than forty beats per minute. Her body temperature was low, and she was sweating strangely.
Lin Qingqing didn't care about the surrounding environment and people. She automatically blocked them out and was lost in thought.
Qiao Ruoran's condition seems more like a complication from surgery. Her body is too weak, so she is allergic to many drugs.
Lin Qingqing held Qiao Ruoran's hand. Qiao Ruoran seemed to react a little and her fingers moved slightly.
Lin Qingqing's heart was trembling, "Ranran, it's me, I'm here..."
Looking at Qiao Ruoran, who was once as lively as a sunflower and had lost her vitality, Lin Qingqing's voice was trembling.
At this moment, the anger and hatred in her heart were like surging waves.
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