"Of course!" Lin Chengfan replied in the affirmative.

But the reality was a slap in the face, and it was still a failure to escape again.

It wasn't because of Chu Xue's betrayal, Qiao Qingxian and Lin Chengfan were captured alive by the mercenaries.

Instead, not long after the two of them left the volunteer base, they were blocked by the terrorists who had been surrounding the place.

The eyes of the terrorists led by them repeatedly swept over Qiao Qingxian and Lin Chengfan, and finally stayed on Lin Chengfan's body.

"You're a doctor?" The standard English accent, when speaking Chinese, always with a sense of amusement.

"Yes." Lin Chengfan replied calmly.

When his words fell, a glimmer of light flashed in the eyes of the terrorists led by him, and although his face was tightly wrapped in a black cloth, every subtle movement on his body was a sign of his joy at the moment.

Through this observation, Lin Chengfan could easily conclude that this group of people had come here to find a doctor.

So he immediately added, "I have good medical skills, and I am one of the best among the volunteers." Next to me is my assistant. ”

These words once again easily pleased the group of terrorists, and the original decision to kill them suddenly turned into a live capture.

Lin Chengfan and Qiao Qingxian were taken to a base blindfolded, and only after they arrived did they take off the blindfolds on their eyes.

Qiao Qingxian shrank a little frightened, but quickly regained a calm appearance.

This is a war-torn Middle East, leaving no room for weakness.

The two of them were taken to a room that was dressed in the most luxurious way, not at all matching the cold and hard decoration of the reinforced concrete outside.

As soon as they stepped inside, the two of them could clearly smell the smell of blood that filled the air.

This smell rushed to the noses of Qiao Qingxian and Lin Chengfan, so that they could no longer smell any other smell.

Qiao Qingxian's brows furrowed, and his body was also pushed hard at this time.

If it weren't for Lin Chengfan's quick support, I'm afraid Qiao Qingxian would have fallen directly to the ground.

"You two, heal the man on the bed for me, otherwise—" As he spoke, a gun was pointed directly at Lin Chengfan's head.

"Leave it to me, you can rest assured." Lin Chengfan replied.

The tone is the kind of voice that used to comfort the families of other patients in the hospital, giving people a sense of reassurance.

The terrorist took a deep look at Lin Chengfan before putting away the gun.

"If you want anything, you can tell me directly, as long as you can cure our boss!"

Yes, the man in the bed was the leader of the group of terrorists, and he was accidentally shot during the confrontation.

The muzzle of the gun was directly in the chest, and the bullet almost pierced the heart.

Now that the bullets remain in the body, the bleeding cannot be stopped at all, and their identities are so sensitive that there is no way to send people to a regular hospital for treatment.

After much discussion, it was decided to go to the volunteer base in the Middle East to find a reliable doctor.

And this happened to coincide with Qiao Qingxian and Lin Chengfan escaping, and falling into their hands was the only end.

Therefore, everything is such a coincidence, and life can only be described as impermanent.

"Hot water, scissors, scalpels, tweezers, gauze, hemostatic cotton." Lin Chengfan was not polite, and directly reported a series of tools.

After the words fell, he walked to the bedside and went to check the wounds of the terrorist leader.

"The action of preparation should be fast, you only need to take in the air now, and you will soon have no breath." Lin Chengfan continued to advise.

The wound was deep, and there was a lot of blood coming out, and almost the entire bed was stained red.

As if thinking of something, Lin Chengfan hurriedly said again before the terrorists were about to leave: "What is the blood type of your leader?" To prepare some plasma back, he needed an urgent blood transfusion. ”

"I see, until I return, you must save the life of our leader!" The terrorist said in a hurry.

After the words fell, he quickly left the room.

And Lin Chengfan also began to study how to stop the bleeding of the terrorist leader.

He actually didn't want to save this person, but if he didn't save it, then it would be him and Qiao Qingxian who would die.

Lin Chengfan can not care about his own life, but he can't not care about Qiao Qingxian.

It took a long time to snatch people back from the brink of death.

At that time, Lin Chengfan's body was already stained with blood, and Qiao Qingxian, who had been helping out, was also extremely embarrassed.

Just when the two of them were catching their breath, the group of mercenaries at the Middle East volunteer base had already driven the two of them crazy.

Not long after the two left, their escape was discovered by the mercenaries who had stayed behind to guard them.

Those who went out rushed back.

After all, there must be other high-risk missions, and this mission sent by Jenny is not as much money as it is, but it is still zero danger.

So if they could, the group didn't want to leave the task behind.

But no matter how they looked, they couldn't find any trace of Qiao Qingxian and Lin Chengfan, and they seemed to have evaporated from the world.

"Damn, how can you lose someone?" One of the mercenaries roared.

But the wood is already in the boat, and there is no possibility of changing it at all.

On Qiao Qingxian's side, after Lin Chengfan revived the leader of the terrorists, the two were made guests and invited to a separate room.

In addition to not allowing casual going out, the food is very considerate and thoughtful.

The two men stayed in this room for two days before they received news that the terrorist leader had woken up.

The man who had arrested the two of them came here and invited them over, and it was said that the leader woke up and wanted to see them.

"Qingxian, don't worry too much, the soldiers will block, the water will cover up, I will let you have something." Lin Chengfan said.

Qiao Qingxian just smiled and didn't answer.

During this time, Qiao Qingxian's clarity has been relatively sluggish. She was always sullen and couldn't lift her spirits.

After all, she originally thought that she could escape Jenny's surveillance and go back to see Shen Fengli, but now that she is like this, everything is just empty talk.

The destruction of hope is more sad and sad than the absence of hope.

Lin Chengfan could only shake his head helplessly, he patted Qiao Qingxian's shoulder, "Qingxian, don't worry, I will let you return to Feng Li's side." ”

It's a promise, and it's something that must be done.