"Has he started to syncope?" Lu Licheng thought of the poisoning symptoms that Wilson told him, "No wonder ..."
He shook his head. No wonder Xia Yanyan would use her to change the medicine so firmly, and even the children were so willing.
"Hey! Fengye I was defeated by a virus in the end. You don't admit it. He must be about to die."
"Shut his mouth!" James shouted and wanted to do it, which was stopped by Ryan's eyes. He sat back again and stared at Lu Licheng angrily.
The long -distance flight across the ocean will make people feel tired, but Lu Licheng has always kept himself nervous without relaxing.
At six in the morning, the plane parked on the special airport of country M.
Lu Licheng walked off the plane and saw several black Mercedes -Benz off -road vehicles parked on the runway and an ambulance with emergency lights.
Several medical staff walked through him, and hurriedly took the stretcher to the plane.
"Go on the car!" Ryan stood beside a car, pointing to the door that had been opened.
At this time, the baby in the cradle moved. Suddenly, a sharp cry broke through the night sky, and the doctors raised the wind down from the plane.
Ryan's heart was tight, and he was somewhat emotional. He rushed forward and wanted to win the cradle, but Lu Licheng first moved to the stretcher.
"Feng Yan, this is your daughter, she cried, did you hear it?" He opened a nurse with one hand and squeezed into the stretcher.
All the people of James raised a gun and aimed at the side.
Ryan stopped at two steps away from the stretcher, and looked back to signal James cold, and the gun head was lowered a little. Now it is a critical moment, but no situation can be achieved.
In the night, the child cried heartbreakingly, and a nurse quietly approached Ryan with the insulation box: "Sir, this is the milk specially prepared for the child."
Ryan took the insulation box and watched Lu Licheng vigilantly.
Lu Licheng looked at the wind that was fell into the sleeping, and sighed: "You have to support it, otherwise the mind of Orange Orange will be in vain, and you will take me in vain!"
After speaking, he let it open, squatted down and put down the cradle, and took the child carefully.
"Take it!" He stood up and stretched out his hand.
Watching Bob and the medical staff got on the car, Ryan took the milk out of the insulation box and handed it to Lu Licheng.
Lu Licheng took it with one hand and quickly returned to the car.
Ryan held his breath, got on the same car as Lu Licheng, sat next to him, and James acted as a driver.
The team set off, drove away from the runway, left the airport, rushed to the hospital.
"Don't cry, look ... the temperature is right?" Lu Licheng poured the small baby bottle, dripped two drops of milk on his own hand, and said with a smile, "The temperature is just right! Come on it! Slowly eat it!
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He put his pacifier on the mouth of the little baby, and his hungry little baby with tears was contained-lived-milk-mouth "gurgu" holding his breath and ate.
"Slowly ... No one grabs ... really good ..."
Ryan watched the child who was eating milk distressed. He wanted to ask Xia Yuman's situation several times, but he finally held back.
After all, the antidote of ET52 is the most important.
"You ... know the wind?" Ryan felt strange to see this man who cares so much about Fengya's daughter.