Professor Bo is a wife protector

Chapter 122 He is still alive
This video lasted for two hours, He Wanqian stared at the screen carefully for the first time, it was exactly the same as the video she saw in Bo Chengyuan's study, the person in the video was motionless, not like a living person at all .

He Wanqian tried to pull the progress bar, looked at it several times, but didn't find anything wrong.

At this time, the person in the seat beside her suddenly sat up from the seat, He Wanqian was a little frightened, and she threw the MP4 out of her hand.

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry." The man seemed to realize that his question had frightened He Wanqian, and immediately bent down to help her pick up the thing. When he saw the video on the screen, he froze for a while before getting up and picking up the thing. It was returned to He Wanqian.

"It's okay." He Wanqian replied after receiving it, and tried to press the power button a few times, only to find that the machine could no longer be turned on.

The journey of this plane was not affected by this envelope. It was still white when the plane landed. It was past ten o'clock in the evening in China. The sleepy eyes of several people in the group could not open their eyes. He Wanqian decided to stop at the transit point. Take a day off and drive to the war zone.

Only half of the apron of the airport here is good, the other half has been destroyed by bombers long ago, and a few gunshots can still be heard at the gate of the airport.

After checking in at the hotel, He Wanqian told everyone not to leave the hotel. This is the only place in country M where no one will break in with a gun, and it is also the only safe embassy stationed in the hotel.

He Wanqian was also a little tired. After entering the room, he lay down and fell asleep, but the noisy battle outside made it impossible to fall asleep. He Wanqian woke up once after sleeping for an hour or two. After sleeping intermittently for four hours , He Wanqian got up from the bed.

Only then did she notice that there were more than a dozen missed calls on the phone, all of which were from Ah Yan.

She made a call back, and suddenly remembered that it was only four o'clock in the morning on the other side of the country, and when she was about to hang up, the other end of the phone was connected.

The man asked in a low voice with a bit of fatigue: "Are you there?"

It wasn't Ah Yan's voice, but Bo Chengyuan's, which surprised He Wanqian.

"Yeah." He Wanqian lowered her head and replied.

"Hung up." The call was answered and hung up quickly, He Wanqian even wondered if Bao Chengyuan had been waiting for her call abroad, was he worried about her?
He Wanqian immediately denied this idea, that lunatic should never have cared about her life or death.

Feeling a little hungry, He Wanqian asked in the group if anyone had dinner with her, but no one answered.

She had to go to the hotel restaurant by herself and eat a few bites to fill her stomach. This may be the best meal they will have in the next few months.

He Wanqian ordered curry rice, and when she was sitting at the waiting table, she saw Li Ruofeng walking towards her not far away, and waved quickly.

"If the wind."

Li Ruofeng saw He Wanqian walking towards her early on, and his tone was no longer as childish as usual, but calmer, "Master."

"What do you want to eat?" He Wanqian asked with concern.

"Just like you." Li Ruofeng replied.

He Wanqian greeted the waiter not far away, and after ordering another curry rice, she asked, "Why do you want to come to medical aid all of a sudden?"

"My grandfather asked me to exercise." Li Ruofeng said softly from the corner of his eyes.

"Ruofeng, the situation this time may be worse than Mengcun. I hope you can be mentally prepared." He Wanqian took a vaccination in advance, thinking of the legs that the two of them were scared by a drug addict three years ago Looking soft, He Wanqian raised the corner of his mouth slightly.

"Don't worry, I've been to many places for medical assistance in the past three years, and my psychological ability to withstand stress must be stronger than it was three years ago." Li Ruofeng clenched his hands into fists and touched He Wanqian in a circle and chuckled.

When he came out of the restaurant, a restaurant waiter suddenly caught up. He Wanqian thought it was because of the checkout problem, but when he was about to explain, the waiter suddenly handed over a bouquet of roses in his arms, "There is a Sir let me give this to you."

With the same rhetoric as the stewardess, He Wanqian hesitated a bit, and glanced around the restaurant. It was the time of war, and there was no one in the restaurant. She and Li Ruofeng were the only guests. what guest.

"Which gentleman?" He Wan asked with a slight frown.

"He gave it to our staff at the hotel door, and he may have left now." The service staff replied.

He Wanqian looked in the direction of the hotel door. A gentleman in black sportswear stood at the door and looked in her direction. He immediately lowered the peaked cap on his head when he noticed that she was looking over For some reason, He Wanqian still had a mask on his face. For some reason, He Wanqian mistook him for Bo Chengzhou for a moment.

She threw the flowers in her hand to Li Ruofeng, and chased after her. Seeing her chasing him, the man turned around and ran away. By the time He Wanqian rushed out of the revolving door of the bar, he had long since disappeared. He Wanqian Qian wanted to follow his direction to catch up, but was dragged back by Li Ruofeng.

"Master, don't go." Li Ruofeng intercepted him. It was the time of battle outside. Walking alone on the street could easily be mistaken for the enemy by the warring parties and killed.

Only then did He Wanqian calm down, and glanced at the bouquet of red roses in Li Ruofeng's arms, with a small card on it.

Happy birthday, late night.

This sentence broke He Wanqian, today was her birthday, and Bo Chengzhou always remembered it.

He is still alive, he has been observing her movements, and he said happy birthday to her in order to send her a bouquet of roses.

As long as he is still alive, at least he didn't die in those three years as Bao Chengyuan said.

The war zone where He Wanqian set off with the bouquet of roses in his arms could only be unimpeded in the war zone by plugging in the medical vehicle of Doctors Without Borders. This is the unique privilege of this organization in the chaos of war.

Doctors have no weapons, their only mission is to save lives.

Regardless of which side is at war, they all enjoy equal rescue conditions.

The situation here is even worse than what was reported on the international news. He Wanqianguang can see many people living on the street from passing by in a medical vehicle. Their homes were also reduced to ruins during the war. Able to roam the streets, they are unarmed, let alone guns and equipment. When facing the enemy, they can only raise their hands and surrender, and then become captives.

He Wanqian scattered the roses in his hands one by one among the displaced people. Maybe this bouquet of roses could not save them, but at least it brought a touch of bright red to their barren lives.

"I haven't seen roses for a long time." A rather temperamental lady thanked He Wanqian while holding He Wanqian's hand. Before the war, she was also a lady who lived with flowers all day long.

(End of this chapter)