Long Xiliang carried Lu Xiaoyou onto the military aircraft, followed by the medical personnel who boarded to check Lu Xiaoyou's condition.
Medical personnel attached a blood pressure cuff to Lu Xiaoyou's wrist, while others checked her pupils and heartbeat.
The medical personnel stared at the numbers on the instruments, far below the normal range, all silent and speechless.
Long Xiliang's cold gaze swept over their faces.
"Heartbeat, pulse, blood pressure—what are the readings?"
He asked, and no one dared to answer him.
Long Xiliang grabbed the blood pressure monitor and glanced at the readings.
"Bang!" The blood pressure monitor was instantly crushed under his grip.
The medical personnel on the aircraft now had nowhere to run; they were like prey under the watchful eyes of an angry, about-to-lose-control beast, feeling that Long Xiliang might unleash a massacre at any moment on this plane!
"Get out, all of you!"
The man ordered, and no one dared to disobey.
