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After hearing this sentence, Chu Shiqing's first reaction was only two words: retribution.

Is it really impossible to hold your head three feet above the gods?

In fact, in this situation, there is very little he can do. 3007 has already flown directly to EDULA. After entering, even if it flies directly to the field and lands, it will still take more than ten minutes.For patients with myocardial infarction, this is as long as two or three years.

But he really can't help it.

Chu Shiqing took a breath and looked back at the purser.

"Did he conceal it? Did he sign a waiver?"

The purser shook his head: "For those who have signed the waiver, we will take care of them and upgrade them."

In other words, China Southern Airlines and the entire crew will not have any responsibility for this matter. He has nothing to worry about now, and he is purely saving lives.

Chu Shiqing nodded: "I see. Is there a doctor on board? Are there any family members?"

"There are doctors, and they are giving first aid. There are no family members."

"Okay, go back and help that doctor quickly."

The purser nodded and left, Chu Shiqing turned his head and began to speed up, while reporting the situation to Cheng Yang.

"Zhengzhou area, South 3007, announced that there are critically ill patients on board."

Cheng Yang returned quickly.

"Critical patient? 3007, report the specific situation."

"A passenger had a heart attack, and the passenger on board is a doctor and is being treated."

In the area control room, Cheng Yang stood up from his chair when he heard these words.At the beginning, when Chu Shiqing said it, he couldn't believe it, thinking it was another bad move.But listening to the other party's tone and attitude, he can clearly judge that this situation should be true.

This would be just in time for the ten o'clock shift change.There are two more people standing behind him, they are the controllers of the next shift.

"Southern 3007, don't fly directly to EDULA, turn right and head to 060 and fly directly to this field. Accelerate and judge the descent height by yourself." Cheng Yang paused, "I'm going to approach there now."

After finishing speaking, he directly took off the earphones and handed them to the deputy squad, and rushed out of the door of the area control room.Fortunately, the approach control room was downstairs. When he ran in, Wang Xiaodong was talking to people in the area to understand the situation.

Cheng Yang stepped over in two steps.

"I sent him straight to the field."

Wang Xiaodong nodded and arranged for other planes to evade.

Cheng Yang's heart beat so fast before.He patted Wang Xiaodong's assistant shift and asked him to notify the airport emergency department to report the situation more seriously.A few years ago, there was a lot of trouble about a passenger who was delayed in getting sick because of the emergency department at the airport. He didn't know what the concept of a person in the emergency center was.

"Xiaodong, ask him about the oil level."

Wang Xiaodong nodded: "Southern 3007, how is your gas?"

Chu Shiqing's reply was only two words.

"Flying enough."

These two words made the always steady Cheng Yang raise his head and let out a dry laugh.

This flying is a fucking asshole.

Cheng Yang was too anxious, but besides the anxiety, there was always a lingering thought in his head, which made him unable to calm down completely.He rested his hand on his forehead and paced back and forth in the control room, scolding Chu Shiqing in the first sentence, and scolding himself in the next sentence.After the nightmare-like 10 minutes finally passed, Cheng Yang called the control tower with cold hands and feet to confirm that they had watched the ambulance take the patient away from 3007.

He waited restlessly for another two hours.

Two hours later, news came out that the patient on board 3007 had not been rescued.

From the moment 3007 appeared on the radar screen in the area until it landed, Cheng Yang did not do a single wrong thing. The altitude of 7800 meters was indeed just a short turbulence, and the 40-minute delay was indeed arranged according to the order of entry, and even Chu Shiqing's bastard behavior of announcing the emergency oil quantity actually shortened the waiting time objectively, and to some extent returned it to the team. A patient with greater hope of life.

But none of these items can change the fact that the person is gone, nor can it alleviate Cheng Yang and Chu Shiqing's sense of guilt.

Because when they competed in the channel, they forgot that there were more than 3007 people on 100 who had nothing to do with this matter.

It was past two o'clock in the middle of the night when Cheng Yang returned home, and he was in a trance.He pushed open the door, and the room still smelled of paint, and there was still a painting he hadn't finished painting on the balcony of the living room.The content is probably a person's turbulent struggle and death, which is quite impressionistic.

He didn't even dare to look at the painting now.

Because of that patient, Chu Shiqing's announcement of the emergency oil level was not even noticed, and it just passed by.When Cheng Yang ran to the emergency center, he met Chu Shiqing, who was also in a bad condition.He saw nothing at the emergency center except a dead body covered in a cloth.Even the family members of the dead passengers are out of town and have yet to come back.It is said that China Southern Airlines directly arranged people on a flight, which can be regarded as fulfilling some humanitarian responsibilities.

Yao Lin was still standing next to Chu Shiqing, and Yao Lin was holding Chu Shiqing's hand all the time.The scene at that time inexplicably reminded Cheng Yang of the time when he saw Yao Lin holding her younger brother in high school.

After returning from the emergency center, the director took him to the small conference room and asked him about his situation symbolically.

The director is actually very gentle, but Cheng Yang feels too uncomfortable.

"I also asked about the situation at the time." The other party mainly reassured him, "It was indeed the plane that was pressed on approach. Don't have any psychological pressure on this matter. I heard that the passenger also signed a waiver with China Southern Airlines. Yes, that is to say, she chose to take the plane knowing that something might happen to her, so no one else can be blamed."

Cheng Yang nodded and said nothing.

"Do you think there's anything wrong with the pilot's handling?"

"No, the pilot handled it very well. Later, I let him control the descent by himself. His driving skills are good, and he should have won two or three minutes."

The director nodded: "You will be on leave for the next two days, you can go back and rest."

"Okay, thank you Director Li."

Sitting in the living room, Cheng Yang opened a bottle of wine, his mind was filled with the same tone of voice that Chu Shiqing used when he told him that there was a critically ill patient.

Panic is always easily contagious.Guilt is not.

He downed half a bottle of red wine, during which time Wang Xiaodong and several apprentices he brought called to ask for comfort, and the words they said were very reassuring, which somewhat made him feel more comfortable.Later, he washed his clothes again, listened to some songs, ate something, and finally recovered a bit.

Not long after he recovered, his phone vibrated again.

The caller ID was a student number, and Cheng Yang was scared, worried that it was a call for accountability, but he answered it as quickly as possible.

"Director Cheng, it's me." It was Chu Shiqing who called, "I asked Yao Lin for your phone number."

"Um...what's the matter?"

"Nothing, just wanted to ask about your situation..."

Chu Shiqing was vague, Cheng Yang thought for a while before he understood.

"I have nothing."

"That's good." Chu Shiqing obviously breathed a sigh of relief, "This is already the case, if you are also affected in any way, I really have no face—"

"No, you handled it pretty well."

There was silence on the phone for a while.Chu Shiqing didn't know if Cheng Yang's words he heard were overthinking, so he finally asked a question tentatively.

"You mean... think this matter is your responsibility?"

Cheng Yang drank a little too much, and smiled: "Of course I am responsible."

"Director Cheng—"

"You're a bastard, and I'm not a good person." Cheng Yang's voice was calm, "Although we didn't do anything wrong in this matter, but, you said, if I really changed you At such a high level, that person wouldn’t be able to…”

Cheng Yang's words made Chu Shiqing's head buzz.

This is because Cheng Yang doesn't know what he has done to save fuel.Chu Shiqing's reason is very clear, the passenger didn't get sick until about half an hour after the turbulence ended, and if the turbulence could not be tolerated, it would be impossible for the plane to take off and land.But reason belongs to reason, the deepest part of conscience, Chu Shiqing still cannot avoid self-blame.

It was this kind of self-blame that drove him to make this call to Cheng Yang.He just felt that this kind of responsibility, no matter whether it was false or real, could not be shouldered by one more person.

"Director Cheng, Cheng Yang." Chu Shiqing's voice was a little hoarse, "I'm sorry for this matter. If you want to blame it, you have to blame me, and you can't be hit on your head."

Cheng Yang snorted coldly and hung up the phone.

Chu Shiqing's heart suddenly felt like a boil. He had finally calmed down before making this call, and now he felt even more uncomfortable than before the call.

In fact, the reason is also very simple, probably because Cheng Yang is a nobler person than him, and he suddenly formed a contrast with himself.

The family members of the deceased also made trouble after they came back, but they were finally blocked by a certificate of exemption from liability from China Southern Airlines.Cheng Yang took a two-day vacation, and Chu Shiqing also applied for a rest, and stayed at his sister's house for a few days.Seeing that her brother was not in the right condition, Chu Yunqing was very considerate, and every day the takeaways changed their ways to serve him. After serving him for a week, he finally showed a smile to Chu Shiqing.

"Fuck," Chu Yunqing looked at her brother's smiling face and plopped down on the sofa, "You finally laughed."

Chu Shiqing still didn't understand what was going on.

"Huh? What?"

"You don't even know how depressing it is to live around you this week."

Just now Chu Yunqing was talking to Chu Shiqing about a painting he liked very much, but for some reason Chu Shiqing suddenly smiled secretly.The painting was bought by Chu Yunqing when he went to Wuhan to see an art exhibition. It was not expensive at that time, 1000 yuan, but she checked later and found that the artist's paintings had already increased a lot.

The painting is very simple, more geometric style, just a piece of crack like broken glass.However, Chu Yunqing felt that what the author painted was not broken glass, but more like a plane divided by many messy lines.

Chu Shiqing was happy to hear his sister talk about this painting, because he suddenly understood how to give his birthday present.

"You said you bought it when you were at an art exhibition? Which art exhibition?"

"Wuhan, the one in March last year. When did you become interested in these?"

Chu Shiqing chuckled twice: "I'm interested in what you're interested in."

Chu Yunqing was obviously happier when he heard this, but he still pretended to be old-fashioned, and leaned over to pat Chu Shiqing's head: "That's right, you're so good."

The latter also let her touch it hand by hand.

Turning his head, he sent a text message to Yao Lin to discuss going to Wuhan to find the artist.

He didn't just want a painting, he wanted a painting for his sister.

But Yao Lin said that she had a shift and couldn't go with him.Chu Shiqing could only calculate the time by himself, and planned to take the high-speed train to Wuhan next week as soon as the routine drinking party with a few good buddies was over.Chu Shiqing has always thought that Wuhan is a good place, mainly because there are a lot of food, and the control efficiency in Wuhan is high, and the weather is always good. He has always been very smooth in Wuhan.

Thinking of this, he knocked on the table and called Chu Yunqing over.

"You are old too, do you have a boyfriend?"

Chu Yunqing glared at him: "Do you dare to imitate your parents to force marriage?!"

"Don't dare, dare not. I just care about your emotional life."

"Oh. I don't have a boyfriend, I can't find one, and I don't want to. Don't you think boyfriends are troublesome? I'm not as handsome as you, and I'm not as good as you. Anyway, I haven't liked anyone since I was a child. I really don't need."

Chu Shiqing nodded: "That makes sense. But if you insist on getting married, you can also consider finding a pilot. The annual salary is high, and being outside every day will not affect your life, and you can only have girls. Don't you just like girls?"

Chu Yunqing hummed twice in response, then turned her head and continued watching her TV series.

The author has something to say: take advantage of my 3-minute enthusiasm and write more quickly. . . . . . . . . . .