A sharp pain shot through Xu Qian's mind as she settled into her seat.
Collecting medical supplies had drained much of her mental energy, and then controlling so many living people for an extended period had nearly depleted it entirely.
Suddenly, a group of figures in black burst through the rooftop door, guns blazing towards the helicopter. Two of them even wielded machine guns.
"Bang, bang, bang."
"Boom, boom, boom."
Xu Qian's pupils constricted. Without a word, she pushed Mei Yuebai away.
"Hurry and take your seat."
She gritted her teeth, maximizing her psychic ability.
The black-clad figures froze in place.
Mei Yuebai's face tightened, and he immediately returned to the pilot's seat, starting the aircraft.
Rumble, rumble, the helicopter took off.
Her temples throbbed with pain. As her mental control wavered,
Machine guns and handguns rained fire upon the aircraft.
Bullets tore through the glass, skimming past her hair.
Shards of glass rained down on her.
The fuselage was riddled with small holes.
Eventually, their altitude allowed them to escape successfully.
A pool of bright red blood slowly gathered on the chair, eventually dripping onto the floor.
Li Lili, sitting beside her, widened her eyes in shock.
"Sister Qian, when did you get hurt!"
Xu Qian was wearing black, making it impossible to tell if she was injured.
It wasn't until a large amount of blood stained the floor that she realized.
Xu Qian frowned, her hand touching her lower abdomen, her palm coming away bloody red.
The pain in her mind had masked the discomfort in her lower belly, and only now did she realize she had been shot.
A burning sensation spread from her lower abdomen throughout her body.
She leaned back against the seat, her hands clamped tightly over her wound to stop the bleeding, but even so, blood surged relentlessly.
She had been hit the moment the black-clad figures stormed in.
While her psychic abilities could control their movements, they couldn't stop bullets.
It was unavoidable.
Mei Yuebai's heart lurched, his fingertips instantly growing cold.
He looked back and saw the entire seat, the floor, covered in blood. Her face was ashen, devoid of any life.
His expression froze. So that's why she had suddenly pushed him away...
It was because she knew they were going to shoot.
His breathing grew ragged, his voice trembling.
"It's okay, we'll go back to find Ye Yunzhou immediately. Li Lili, help Xu Qian clean her wound."
Li Lili could only nod numbly.
After all that blood loss, could she even last until they reached the base?
Xu Qian's brow twitched. A pile of medical supplies was laid out in the helicopter.
"Lili, I'm fine, don't worry."
She casually grabbed a roll of bandages and bit down on it.
Li Lili gritted her teeth and said, "Fly steadily."
She rummaged through the medicine, picking out two disposable clamps, a large amount of cotton, disinfectant, and a hemostatic spray.
She gently pulled up Xu Qian's shirt, revealing her fair lower abdomen. A small, slightly charred bullet wound was bleeding profusely.
Gu Qing and Cheng Liangze consciously looked away.
Xu Qian was covered in cold sweat, her trembling hand picking up cotton and gently applying disinfectant to the wound.
"Mmm..."
Even Xu Qian, who had a high pain tolerance, couldn't help but bite down hard on the bandage.
Sweat poured from her forehead.
Mei Yuebai's hands were shaking. Despite his efforts to control his emotions, the tension in his eyes was evident.
He gripped the controls, pushing the helicopter's speed to its maximum.
Cheng Liangqing's expression shifted slightly. He glanced at the speedometer. 250 kilometers per hour.
"Mei Yuebai, the speed is too high. Slow down, I'm afraid the helicopter will lose control!"
"I can't wait, I can't wait!"
His dark eyes were bloodshot, and he exuded an aura of despair and desolation.
After the wound was treated, Xu Qian's vision went black.
Li Lili's lips were pressed tightly together, her voice trembling uncontrollably.
"Sister Qian's blood is still flowing."
"Sister Qian has fainted."
"Xixi-daren! Xu Qian!"