Although Dali and Ajib had prepared for a long time and the artillery fire below fired upward frequently, since the xi base could rush in at this time, there must be a flight path they had designed long ago, avoiding all attacks, landing smoothly, and all the members got off the plane with guns and started a fierce battle in the dense forest.

After Feng Ling fought in front for a while, he was suddenly pulled aside by Tam and gave her a wink reminder: "Hurry up and find a way to find Mrs. Mo and Mr. Mo, we are here."

Mr. Mo really won’t have any problems, he is afraid that something happened to Mrs. Mo.

Feng Ling nodded, no longer had a fight, and directly got on the helicopter behind him and started searching with two members of the US police.

After searching for a long time, I remembered the direction signal that Mr. Mo had agreed with the Xi base. At any time, the meeting position was in the west. I wonder if Mrs. Mo had already gotten together with Mr. Mo. She directly asked the US police members to drive the helicopter to the west.

Sure enough, in a slightly safe area near the western jungle minefield, she vaguely saw Ji Nuan standing behind the tree.

"Stop, just land here!" Feng Ling shouted.

When the helicopter landed smoothly, the police were afraid of something wrong, so they got off the plane first. Feng Ling quickly got off the plane with the station and headed straight for Ji Nuan.

"Mrs. Mo!"

It sounds like Ji Nuan was explaining her identity to the two American police. Feng Ling went forward and spoke directly to prove that she was his own person.

The two policemen then shut up and stopped facing Ji Nuan with an interrogative attitude.

Feng Ling quickly stepped forward and grabbed Ji Nuan's hand: "How are you? Sorry, we are late. We have been waiting for the rescue of this batch of helicopters. After all, the ambush here is very deep. If we don't make complete preparations, it is likely that we will fail, but if we delay these two days, you must have suffered..."

Before Feng Ling finished speaking, he only looked at Ji Nuan's pale face and bloody corners of his mouth, and knew that she must have experienced some thrilling experience before this. At the same time, she lowered her head and saw Ji Nuan's back of her hand. Her heart trembled violently. How could her hand be so injured? Is this a scald?

Before he could ask more, Feng Ling pulled Ji Nuan back to the helicopter first. After entering, he made sure that the safety of the four times was safe before asking: "Why is the hand so injured? There is a medical box on the plane, I'll help you with it!"

"I'm fine." Ji Nuan was taken into the helicopter. Her slightly tense mood seemed to finally relax a little, but she was not completely relaxed. She looked outside the cabin. That direction was the direction where Mo Jingshen had just left, and asked: "Where is Mo Jingshen?"

Before Feng Ling flew over, he had been observing the situation on the ground. He did see Mr. Mo passing by in the middle and meeting with the people in front of him.

"Mr. Mo is now going to meet the boss and the others. Don't worry, their plane is right in front and the situation ahead has been controlled. The minefield in the dense forest is likely to be detonated by those people. If you are pregnant, you cannot smell the smell of gunpowder and easily hurt your child. Come with me first."

Perhaps although he was reluctant to part with Mo Jingshen, but with the child in mind, Ji Nuan finally sat obediently in the helicopter without moving.

Seeing Ji Nuan's current condition, she couldn't be said to be covered in bruises, but she was definitely not much better. Although she wanted to ask what she had experienced here these days, she looked very tired now, and it wasn't too much time, so Feng Ling didn't ask too much. In short, it would be good to be sure she was safe.

But Ji Nuan was on the helicopter. Because the plane took off and landed quickly, she might not be able to bear it. Her morning sickness worsened and she ran into the bathroom in the cabin and vomited for a long time.

Finally, Ji Nuan was helplessly helped Feng Ling out and sat in the cabin. Feng Ling took a soft power and placed it behind her: "Can you still hold on? This helicopter is here to pick you up. Now I'll send you out first. After landing, it will be much better. You can endure it first."

"It's okay, I'm having morning sickness, I don't have any disease." Ji Nuan said weakly: "There is no need to send me out first, I'll wait for them with you."

Feng Ling looked at her and didn't say anything. She only helped her treat the wound on the back of her hand. Although she knew that Ji Nuan was very tired, the scald on her hand was really serious and asked: "Is this a scald? How could it be so hot?"

"I deliberately asked me to deliver food to him and set a dead end. Whether he eats or not is the worst. In order to avoid letting him face this choice, I sprinkled the whole pot of boiling soup on my hands."

Feng Ling paused when she was helping her with medicine and frowned in pain. She had been in the base for a long time, and most of her men were around her. Later, when she lived outside for a few years, the women she had met were mostly ordinary women who had no special skills in self-defense. It was almost the same to describe it with no power to tie a chicken.

But she had never seen someone like Ji Nuan, who obviously had no skills, was just a simple and pure woman, and was pregnant, but the yearning for life and belief in life contained in her bones seemed to be light, persistent and bright.

"Maybe you should let Mr. Mo make a decision directly. He will definitely have a way to avoid affecting you and at the same time protect himself." Feng Ling said.

Ji Nuan was silent for a moment: "Indeed, if you throw this problem to him, he might have handled it very thoughtfully, but I didn't think so much at the time, so I used the stupidest method..."

"This is not a stupid method. This may be a relationship that has reached a certain depth. I would rather be scarred than let the other party suffer even a little bit of difficulties. Mrs. Mo, you have done a good job."

When Feng Ling said this, the gauze wrapped around her hands. He suddenly remembered in his mind that Li Nanheng was injured in the Boston jungle so much that he couldn't stand firmly, and even breathed sometimes.

But he still stood behind those people with a gun like a god when she almost died of death, and shot her to solve it. He stood there with scars without causing her more harm.

Feng Ling has always been unable to figure out how Li Nanheng can still stand up under that situation.

At this moment, a sentence suddenly burst out from her mouth. When she tied the gauze on the back of Ji Nuan's hand, her movements became tighter even when she didn't stop.

It seemed as if there was an answer in my mind.

Li Nanheng’s feelings for her are not limited to liking her, right?

Even... is it love?

Thinking of this word, Feng Ling's heart instantly stumbled.
Chapter completed!