Full-time Doctor

"one two Three…"

With the voice of black counting, the entire central hall seemed to explode, and everyone rushed to pray:

"Please stand up, Mr. Hannibal Little!"

"Yeah, save us, my child is only two years old."

"My wife is still pregnant, all right, Mr. Hannibal, you are noble, they will not embarrass you."

"Yes, you stand up now, the commander-in-chief will definitely be able to save you out in the future."

However, their prayers all seemed to sink into the ocean, and no response was received. Until the number of blacks reached "eight", no one came forward to admit that he was the son of Commander Hannibal.

Seeing Lori crying in the hands of the black man, Wu Chenghe was anxious. He was a doctor and even a soldier. He couldn't watch terrorists kill in front of him. But he has no swords or guns, and he is still a weak chicken with a fighting strength of minus five. At this time, he is completely looking for death, and at most he will become the next hostage to be shot.

The best thing is to find little Hannibal... Wu Chenghe looked around, hoping to judge suspicious persons from his micro-expression. His second major was a psychologist, but there were too many people at the scene, and he didn't have time to screen them one by one.

And what is terrible is that he still doesn't know if he is little Hannibal!

"Nine..." The black man had already counted nine, and his right index finger began to slowly pull the trigger. At this moment, the girl who was caught in his hands suddenly softened, her hands covering her chest, her eyes turned white, her mouth wide open, like a stranded fish, her throat made a suffocating "sizzle" sound. .

The black man was so astonished for an instant that the last number slipped to his mouth and swallowed, grabbing the girl's limp body with one hand, and placing her on the floor, but the gun in his hand was still pointed at her head.

It's asthma! Wu Chenghe's heart sank. He was thinking how to save her when he heard a voice in his mind saying "Stand up and save her".

Then he couldn't help standing up.

what's the situation? ! Wu Chenghe is stupid, this body is totally irresponsible!

Is this the political education of our party's self-sacrificing is too successful? Or do I bring my own Virgin to send the death halo?

Seeing that someone was standing up, the chaotic people instantly calmed down and looked at Wu Chenghe intently.

"...I'm a doctor." After freezing for half a second, the Virgin Mary bit her scalp and said: "She has asthma." Slowly raised her hands, and looked at the black with calm and harmless eyes, indicating that she had no intention of resisting. , Calmly said, "She has an asthma attack. If she is not treated immediately, she will suffocate and die."

I'm all standing, and the matter is over, I can only do my best to obey the destiny. Wu Chenghe took a deep breath, took out the first aid kit under the seat in a slow and clear motion, looked up at the black man, and said sincerely: "If she dies like this, your order just now will be invalid. In order to maintain your prestige, please allow me to heal her. You have to continue the previous threats, and you can take me hostage later."

There was a dead silence, no one expected that someone would seek their own way at this juncture, and he was still a thin boy who looked only fifteen or six years old, and he immediately respected him.

The black man turned Wu Chenghe's gaze without scolding him, his pupils contracted slightly and then expanded, his facial muscles relaxed, showing a half-dream and half-awake look. Although he did not agree to his request, he did not stop speaking.

Wu Chenghe has been a peacekeeping military doctor for two years and has never been on the front line. However, he has received extremely stringent anti-terrorism training and tried his best to stabilize his emotions. He carried a first aid kit on the platform.

The gaze at each other was staggered, and the black pupil shrank, as if he suddenly recovered. He lowered his head, and the gun in his hand immediately reached Wu Chenghe's temple: "Who are you?"

I also want to know okay... Wu Chenghe methodically rescued the girl and said, "I am a doctor."

"Doctor?" Looking at his immature face and skillful and steady movements, the black man was a little suspicious, and said, "How old are you, fifteen? Or sixteen?"

I also want to know okay... Wu Chenghe sighed again.

The young girl woke up after a brief fainting, looking at Wu Chenghe with big blue eyes, she shed big tears: "Help me, brother, I don't want to die..."

"It's okay, it's okay." Wu Chenghe put on a respirator and stroked her smooth blond hair comfortingly, "You will live, keep breathing, don't be nervous."

The girl looked at his eyes, her tight and trembling body slowly relaxed, her slender fingers grasped his hand, but her tears slowly stopped.

Wu Chenghe therefore very much suspected that he had a hypnotic aura in addition to the aura of the Virgin.

"I admire your courage, kid." The black man touched Wu Chenghe's head with the barrel, and said, "But I'm sorry, the game is going to continue!" Looking at the passengers, he suddenly raised his voice: "Once again, I counted. Ten, Mr. Hannibal, if you don’t stand up yet, this brave young man will meet God. Look, our great Hannibal star, his son turned out to be a bully, not as good as this little nurse !"

With the cold barrel against his forehead, Wu Chenghe felt quite distressed in his heart, but out of optimism, he took the time to be called "little nurse" and rolled his eyes.

"No, brother, don't..." The girl who had not fully recovered shook her head in despair while holding Wu Chenghe's hand. Wu Chenghe didn't have time to take care of her feelings, and only the black voice counted in her ears: "One, two, three...eight, nine..."

The last number had not yet been exported, and the entire central hall suddenly shook violently. Then, all the lights suddenly went out, and between the sparks and fire, Wu Chenghe quickly bowed his head and avoided the muzzle. "Hum—" After a soft sound, a fiery electric current flew past his ears, and the metal wall in the distance made a muffled sound.

Dodging the fatal blow, Wu Chenghe didn't even think about it. He picked up the girl lying on the ground and ran to the right back with her waist. There should be a long and narrow aisle. If you remember correctly, there is still a row of empty seats. .

There was another violent shock, and the whole hall tilted. Wu Cheng-hye realized that although his body was thin now, his stamina was good, and his balance was excellent. Carrying a girl of seventy to eighty kilograms, he ran to the goal without much effort. Location.

"Don't make any noise." Wu Chenghe placed the girl in the seat next door, sat down first, buckled the seat belt, put on the respirator, and then took good care of the girl, holding her hand tightly, and beckoning her not to nervous.

The angle of the hall's inclination was gradually increasing, and there were roars under the feet, as if something was exploding. More than 400 passengers screamed out of control, mixed with the hysterical screams of the kidnappers, and there was chaos all around.

Wu Chenghe clutched the armrest of the seat tightly, feeling that the whole ship was falling and his eardrums were humming overwhelmedly. Suddenly, there was a "poof" in his ear, followed by a burning pain in his right shoulder, as if he had been hit by a bullet, but he had no time to take care of it, so he closed his eyes to resist the weightlessness caused by acceleration changes.

"Black alarm, black alarm." The female voice of the machinery resounded through the hall, "The left and right main engines were damaged, the cooler stopped working, the ship is crashing, the boarding gates B, C, D, and F have been forcibly opened. Unidentified intruders Logging in."

Is it the police? Wu Chenghe felt that he was almost out of breath, his right hand was dragged by the girl, and he didn't know where she had so much strength that she almost crushed his metacarpal bones.

There was a loud "bang", and the surroundings suddenly brightened. Wu Chenghe was stunned by the light. After stunned, he found that the front door had been blasted open by a large black hole. A large group of sturdy men in black field uniforms rushed in, and their hands were dark. His weapon shot a dazzling red light, and within minutes he put the stubborn kidnapper to the ground.

"Don't panic, fasten your seat belts!" someone said loudly, "We are the Rangers of the Expeditionary Army, and the terrorists have been completely controlled by us."

After a moment of silence, a burst of cheers erupted in the hall. The man said again: "The Mayflower is seriously damaged. Our engineers are stabilizing the gravity system. Don't panic, line up, and I will arrange for you to transfer."

His voice was low and calm, with a certain convincing magic power, and the passengers in the hall quickly calmed down and lined up in the aisle.

The floor returned to level and the sense of weightlessness disappeared. Wu Chenghe took off his ventilator and found that the girl beside him had fainted again, her small face was pale, and he hurriedly lifted her up and said: "Here is a patient, please let me Give it a go!"

Passengers evacuating in the line took the initiative to leave a gap. Wu Chenghe squeezed the girl in front of him. There was a man in black standing at the door. He looked a bit like a Russian and was very tall and burly. He stretched out his arms to pick up the girl in his hand: "Patients Here you are, you are injured. Take the passage on the right and there will be an aviation doctor to treat you."

"Brother!" The girl woke up in shock, curled up in Wu Chenghe's arms like a frightened animal, clutching his collar and not letting go, with an expression of "Mom, don't leave me". The Russian man tried to take her over, and she even tore Wu Chenghe's collar.

Notre Dame halo race high! Wu Chenghe suffered a severe pain in his shoulder, but he couldn't let go, so he had to say, "I'll hold her. The skin trauma doesn't matter."

The Russian man did not insist and instructed him to go to the right.

Wu Chenghe followed a group of wounded men onto a connecting passage marked "Exit D", and arrived at another military spacecraft a few minutes later. Several medical soldiers were allocating the wounded. Wu Chenghe and the semi-conscious girl were sent into a small treatment cabin by a tall Russian female doctor.

"She has asthma, may also have mild cardiovascular disease, and has not suffered trauma." Wu Chenghe put the **** the treatment bed, because her hands were still tightly held by her, she could only stand by the bed.

"Don't worry, your little girlfriend doesn't matter." The female doctor expertly gave the girl first aid, assisted breathing, and injected drugs, and then asked Wu Chenghe: "How are you? Does the wound hurt?"

"I'm fine." Wu Chenghe smiled bitterly, "and she is not my girlfriend, I don't know her."

"Oh, it turns out to be a knight." The female doctor raised her eyebrows, motioned him to sit on a chair, cut the clothes from his wound with scissors, and injected anesthetics to treat the wound. The **** the treatment bed fainted under the effect of the tranquilizer, and finally let go of her hand. Wu Chenghe grinned and moved her fingers, and found that the tiger's mouth had been pinched by her.

"How is the situation?" The Russian man who had been met at the door came in and asked the female doctor. The female doctor nodded and greeted him: "Captain. The patients are arranged properly. There are seventeen seriously wounded, but none of them are in danger of life."

"Okay." The man named "Captain" nodded. The female doctor expertly sutured Wu Chenghe's wound and asked, "Did the kidnappers catch it?"

"It's all dead. The Mayflower has exploded. They are fighting stubbornly. We have to withdraw first." The captain frowned. "Damn, this star field has always been peaceful, so how can there be a Free Revolutionary Army? The mission just passed by, and I don’t know how many people are going to die."

"They are looking for someone who is the son of Commander Hannibal." Wu Chenghe interrupted.

"Commander Hannibal's son? Why haven't I heard that his only son is participating in the Interstellar Baseball League today? How could he be here?" The captain looked at him, and suddenly his eyes swept over his neck: "What is this? ?"

Wu Chenghe lowered his head and found that his collar had been torn by the girl before, revealing a square pendant the size of a fingernail.

"Special pass?" The soldier reached out his hand and took off his pendant. He didn't know what method was used, the thing suddenly flashed a five-centimeter holographic screen.

"What?" Wu Chenghe asked blankly.

The captain glanced at the holographic screen and looked at him with a ghostly expression: "Charlie Simpson, isn't Commander Hannibal named Simpson? You have a pass signed by him... so the terrorists are looking for it. You?"

The author has something to say: Uncle Cat: It’s not the Virgin’s halo or the hypnotic halo, it’s the little nurse halo. =

Doctor Wu: Nima, you are weak! I am a doctor, not a nurse!

Uncle Cat: The little nurse has a high halo! O(≧?≦)O

Doctor Wu: Are you sick...