After a difficult fifty-minute drive, Xie Wanying and her companions escorted the transplant box to the airport.
Qiu Ruiyun ran into the airport lobby with the suitcase and looked for help from airport staff.
Xie Wanying paid the driver for the fare.
The driver refused to accept the tip and said to her, "I'm sorry for the accident on the way. Fortunately, the gold and silver jewelry in your suitcase were fine, otherwise I can't afford to pay for it."
"Thank you, Master. You helped us to escort priceless treasures that are much more valuable than gold, silver and jewelry." After thanking the driver, Xie Wanying turned around and rushed into the airport to chase after her senior.
Looking at her running back, the driver scratched his head: What could be more valuable than gold, silver and jewelry? How could it be called a priceless treasure?
In the airport lobby, Qiu Ruiyun, who was communicating face to face with the airport staff, turned pale again, and his chin trembled as he spoke: "Can't you make some concessions? This is a special case!"
"It can't be helped, comrade. The gate is closed. You are too late. The plane should be taking off by now."
Immediately after the staff member finished his conclusion, the sound of an airplane soaring into the blue sky and white clouds seemed to be heard on the tarmac.
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Qiu Ruiyun almost fell to his knees.
Before one crisis is over, another crisis arises.
"If we change the flight, when will the next one be?" Xie Wanying stood beside him and asked the staff. Her anxious heart made her voice hoarse, just like Qiu Ruiyun's.
After receiving her request, the ground staff went to the counter to help them inquire about the nearest flight rebooking time.
In this era, most people in China choose to take trains or cars. Airplanes are high-end and ordinary people cannot afford them, so the market is small, there are few planes, and the number of flights is relatively small.
We can only hope that there will be slightly more flights to the capital.
Ring, ring, the cell phone rang. Qiu Ruiyun took out the cell phone from his shirt pocket with his left hand. Seeing that the call was from the department, he gritted his teeth and pressed the answer button.
"How is it? Have you boarded the plane and set off?" He Guangyou saw that the time was almost up and he didn't see them calling him, so he called quickly to ask what was going on.
If it is confirmed that they are on the plane, the patients waiting for transplants in the hospital need to enter the operating room for preparation.
Qiu Ruiyun said frankly: "No."
"What's going on!" He Guangyou suddenly raised his voice, with a hint of blame in his tone.
For organ transplantation, Deputy Director Xue was on the scene yesterday and repeatedly stressed the time limit. Every second lost on the road means the patient's life. Now we have missed the flight, which is a big deal.
"Something went wrong in the operating room, and something went wrong on the way," Qiu Ruiyun said apologetically.
There was some movement on the other side. He Guangyou probably wanted to say something else but was stopped by someone.
“What do you criticize them for?”
"No, I just reminded them—"
"Remind them of what?"
"Be careful on the road!"
Tao Zhijie tapped the man on the head, as if he was tapping a reckless child. He Guangyou stepped aside, not daring to say a word, and handed the phone to him.
After taking the phone, Tao Zhijie said to the two colleagues who were escorting the organs: "Don't worry."
"Yes, Mr. Tao."
"If you have anything to say, come back and talk about it. I believe in you. There are more than eight hours left now, and you will make it as long as you get on the plane in time. I will send a colleague to the Capital Airport by ambulance to wait for your safe return." Tao Zhijie's voice was gentle and calm, and his words expressed his comfort to the two of them.
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