Jiang Ning looked in the direction he pointed, and vaguely saw a assault boat patrolling on the sea.

The people on the boat seemed to be wearing military uniforms from the southern base.

It is true that there are patrols at the maritime outpost, but it is still more than ten nautical miles away from the dock. The base is so short of fuel that the patrol area will not be expanded so much under normal circumstances.

Did something happen?

"Bang!"

"Bang!"

"Bang!"

Following the sound of gunfire, several crew members fell in a pool of blood.

One of them was holding a sharp spike and was stabbing Jiang Ning's back fiercely...

Huo Yi's gun was deeply opened.

Jiang Ning turned around, quickly took out her weapon, and dealt with all the crew members who fled to the outside of the cockpit.

They were always shitting and pissing, and they really thought she didn't know what they were up to?

Don't give them a chance.

The captain was so scared that he stepped back repeatedly, trying to explain something.

Jiang Ning raised his gun and sent him to God.

The assault boats at the sentry post were on patrol, and if they went forward, they would soon find the cargo ship.

Without any hesitation, Huo Yishen was responsible for stopping the ship, and Jiang Ning rushed to the bottom cabin to put out all the packed glass, not forgetting to do some disguises.

He went to the third floor to put other supplies, steel plates stored in the early years, several hundred kilograms of aged grains and wheat, medicines and so on.

This is a pirate ship that picked up shabby things, and nothing is surprising.

After releasing everything that needed to be released, he immediately slid down the rope and lowered the fishing boat into the sea. He took great pains to hook the two boats together with the large iron hook on the cargo ship.

When he climbed up again, the assault boat was closer, gradually slowing down and stopping.

The patrolman picked up the binoculars and was observing.

Ten minutes later, the assault boat drove towards the cargo ship, took out the loudspeaker and started to speak.

"Friends on the cruise ship, please be aware that you have entered the waters of the Fengcheng base. If you are not a Chinese survivor, please leave immediately."

Jiang Ning ignored their shouts and arranged the scene to make it look like he and Huo Yishen were pretending to be fighting pirates and thrillingly winning. Then he walked to the bow and waved the red flag in his hand, "We are one people, don't shoot."

As the assault boat approached, the two unexpectedly discovered that Young Master Rong was also among them.

When Young Master Rong saw the people on the boat, he waved his hands excitedly, "Sister, brother-in-law."

There were five patrolmen in total. Young Master Rong climbed up with all his strength and asked anxiously, "How did you get a cargo ship back?"

"Don't mention it." Jiang Ning's face was full of gloom, and he wiped the sweat from his forehead with his blood-stained sleeve. "Your brother-in-law and I came out to try our luck and think if we could find some supplies, but we encountered pirates hijacking the ship and almost lost our lives."

Hearing about pirates, several people subconsciously drew their guns, "Are you okay?"

"We had a fight the night before yesterday and more than half of their men were injured before we were kidnapped. But they started to kill each other and we took advantage of the opportunity to kill them."

A few people climbed up and saw traces of gasoline burns and bullet holes on the deck. It was not difficult to guess that a fierce battle had indeed taken place.

They were about to continue asking when Major General Rong pulled Jiang Ning aside and said in a low voice, "Sister, something happened to the commander. I came out to find you in the name of patrol. You and your brother-in-law should hurry back, maybe you can still make it."

Jiang Ning was startled, "What happened to him?" "He

's sick. He has a serious lung infection. He's been in a coma for two days."

Major General Rong said anxiously, "We're afraid that something will happen to the base. Aunt Shu hasn't announced it yet, but the hospital doesn't have any life-saving drugs. The situation will only get worse if we delay."

Jiang Ning's head was buzzing and she almost couldn't stand still. Huo Yishen beside her hurriedly supported her.

Young Master Rong patted his chest and said, "You guys go back immediately, I'll take care of this boat."

As long as it's not a tinderbox, the base won't take a cut from not picking up the supplies brought back by the wastelanders.

Jiang Ning came back to her senses and hurriedly jumped onto the assault boat.

Young Master Rong asked his soldiers to send the two back, and then find a few people who can drive cargo ships.

The assault boat was rushing, and the whistling wind blew on Jiang Ning's face, and her hair flew in front of her forehead.

She sat up straight, pursing her lips tightly.

When she left, Gu Tinglin didn't have any major health problems, so how could he suddenly have a lung infection and fall into a coma?

Lung infection can be serious or minor, but it is definitely not a good sign to be unconscious.

Huo Yishen held her hand, but found it extremely cold.

A dozen miles at sea, it took more than forty minutes to reach the shore.

When going ashore, if Huo Yishen had not been quick, Jiang Ning almost fell down.

The car stopped at the dock, Huo Yishen got the car and came over, "Aning, don't worry too much, there will be a way."

Jiang Ning's mind was in a mess, and he leaned against the car window quietly without saying a word.

The car was driving very fast, and it stopped at the gate of the hospital soon.

Jiang Ning got out of the car and rushed into the yard.

Shu Xueqing was there, and the director of the hospital was also there, discussing Gu Tinglin's condition.

Seeing Jiang Ning coming back, Shu Xueqing's eyes were red with dark circles, "Aning, your father..."

Jiang Ning's lips and teeth moved, "What's wrong with him?"

"He's been waiting for you."

Gu Tinglin's condition was very bad, but the hospital had no medicine, and the antibiotics left by Jiang Ning didn't work.

The dean said that it was a miracle that he could hold on until now.

Even if there is medicine, it is too late.

Shu Xueqing has been guarding for several days in a row. She is on the verge of collapse both physically and mentally. She couldn't hold back her tears when she saw Jiang Ning coming back.

Jiang Ning said nothing and walked towards the room with a sullen face.

The two of them subconsciously wanted to follow him in. Huo Yishen took a few quick steps to stand by the door, "Aning wants to be alone with his father."

Gu Tinglin was still unconscious, his face was pale and bloodless, and he had lost a lot of weight.

As a doctor, Jiang Ning felt that it was not optimistic just by listening to his breathing rhythm.

Without thinking too much, she brought Gu Tinglin into the space.

The CT machine has radiation, so Jiang Ning specially installed it in the container of the Black Soil Garden to perform an emergency examination on him.

Seeing the imaging results, one can't help but gasp.

White lungs!

Jiang Ning warned himself to stay calm, it wasn't the worst yet.

First, he was put on a ventilator for oxygen supply, and there was also a cardiopulmonary monitor.

Ordinary antibiotics didn't work, so he was immediately prescribed an IV.

He was given hormones, and four or five bottles of other drugs were hung up in a row.

Jiang Ning stayed by his side all the time, watching the medicine slowly flow into his body through the infusion tube.

She didn't breathe a sigh of relief until the monitoring indicators improved.

In the past, he stood with a firm brow and a straight posture like a pine tree.

When they looked into each other's eyes, she had never observed him carefully.

Now he is unconscious, the evil spirit on his body has disappeared, his facial features are much softer, and a sense of fragility swept over him.

It turns out that mountains can also fall.

He is no different from ordinary people now, and his life and death are unpredictable.

Jiang Ning held his hand against his forehead. It was broad and thick, but without the warmth of the past.

He wanted to open his mouth to speak, but nothing came out.