CHAPTER 1007: CHAPTER 1007 LIFE-AND-DEATH SPEED (1)

Nearby, the assistant immediately reports the current wind speed and ground conditions to him.

Generally speaking, a plane needs the control tower’s guidance for landing. Such an emergency landing is quite a test for the pilot.

In the rear cabin.

A man in a light gray shirt checks his wristwatch; his usually calm and handsome face now exhibits rare somberness.

This man is the one who rushed here from a thousand miles away to deliver the heart to Moses—Huangfu Jue’s childhood friend and the current hospital director, Mu Yunting.

Besides him, there’s one other person on the plane, a young girl, probably around twenty-two or twenty-three, with long black hair covering her thin face, sitting in her seat, tightly hugging a black box.

Inside the box is the freshly extracted, live heart from the donor.

"Director Mu," the girl speaks softly, "Is there any news from the matching department?"

Mu Yunting turns his face and nods gently at her, "Rest assured, the results are out. The matching rate between the two is very high, which means the patient’s post-transplant rejection will be very low, and the survival rate after surgery will certainly be high."

The girl nods lightly, her gaze once again returning to the box in her hands, "That’s good."

A sound from overhead speakers rings out, carrying the pilot’s voice.

"The plane is about to land, please all prepare for landing."

Mu Yunting withdraws his gaze to look outside the window.

Outside the window, those towering buildings are already clearly visible, some almost brushing past the plane.

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Hospital, inside the operating room.

Dr. Charlie hands the bloodied scalpel to his assistant, Dr. William, spreading his palm again.

"Electrocautery!"

Dr. William hands over the electrocautery device to him; Dr. Charlie takes it, and with his movements, Moses’ sternum is gradually cut open.

While Dr. Charlie proceeds with the surgical operations, Dr. William glances up to check the clock inside the operating room.

Thirteen minutes have already passed; next is the heart removal, then constructing the internal circulation system, followed by the heart transplant stage, which still has another dozen minutes.

If by then the heart hasn’t arrived in time and the internal circulation system cannot support normal metabolism, it means everything fails...

Huangfu Jue, you must be faster!

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"Quick, make way!"

Staff swiftly open the gym’s rear door, an ambulance rushes into the gym, immediately heading towards the track.

At this moment, the plane in mid-air is distinctly visible; although this is an open-air stadium, with many high-rise buildings around, finding a proper angle to land on the track is not easy.

Besides, there’s some wind today, which also affects the plane’s landing; if the landing isn’t done well, it could result in a crash, circling once more, the pilot still hasn’t found an appropriate entry point.

He furrows his brow, a thin layer of sweat already covering his forehead.

The ambulance pulls over to the side of the track, Huangfu Jue jumps off, raising his face to watch the circling plane, his long eyebrows tightly knitted.

"Get the pilot!"

The assistant immediately hands over his phone; taking it, just as he raises it to his ear, the assistant speaks again.

"Duke, there are 15 minutes left."

Huangfu Jue places the phone to his ear, "Why aren’t you landing?"

"Reporting to Duke." The pilot’s tone carries some helplessness, "The wind speed is too high, there’s no way to land."