The yellow warning light in the cabin flashed rapidly.
The plane that was originally diving down suddenly pulled up again and gradually became stable.
"Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu"
"What just happened?"
"Mother!"
There was a lot of noise in the cabin, and people in shock were crying and making a mess.
Just when people thought the plane had stabilized, the slightly trembling voice of the stewardess came over the radio.
"Is there a doctor on the plane?"
The passengers who had survived the disaster suddenly panicked again when they heard this sound.
And Ye Lan immediately ran towards the nose of the plane.
"I am! I'm a doctor."
The flight attendant's eyes lit up, but when she saw Ye Lan's slightly younger face, her expression hesitated.
Unfortunately, no one else came forward, so she could only grit her teeth and bring Ye Lan into the cockpit.
Seeing the scene inside, Ye Lan's pupils shrank suddenly.
The warning light on the dashboard kept flashing.
The whining alarm sound is extremely harsh.
The entire cockpit was in a mess. The captain was lying on the instrument panel with black blood flowing from the corner of his mouth.
The first officer's face was pale, he was clutching his chest and leaned weakly on his chair.
Blood gushed out from between his fingers, and it was obvious that he had been seriously injured.
The flight attendant held the medical kit and said nervously: "Quick, save the first officer."
Ye Lan didn't waste any time, immediately opened the medical box and poured out all the equipment.
Quickly find cutting tools, suturing tools, and hemostasis tools.
Just as he was about to start treatment, the glass in front of the passenger seat suddenly made a subtle click sound.
Obviously, in the fight just now, the captain had damaged the aircraft.
"Hold on, I'll stop the bleeding with you right away!" Ye Lan shouted to the first officer.
"It's... too late."
The co-pilot was furious and struggled: "The plane...is damaged...now it's...autopilot...landing..."
Before he finished speaking, his head tilted and he was no longer breathing.
The stewardess on the side covered her mouth and sobbed.
"No one has ever been able to die in front of Doctor Yan."
Ye Lan's eyes narrowed, and he suddenly reached out and touched his acupuncture points.
The gurgling blood stopped instantly.
Pulling his hands away, he couldn't help but frown slightly.
The wound was obviously right at the heart, and had even touched the heart.
Fortunately, the heart was not punctured and the first officer did not die immediately.
Stop bleeding and suture.
Ye Lan treated as quickly as possible, his wrists flying, bringing out the afterimage.
"Click!"
The front glass of the plane made a small clicking sound again, and the cracks gradually expanded. It was obvious that it would not last long.
Ye Lan turned around suddenly, looked at the trembling stewardess, and shouted loudly: "Calm down!"
The stewardess was stunned for a moment, still sobbing.
"We will all die, we will all die!"
Ye Lan glanced at the nameplate on her chest, held her shoulders, and said word by word: "The first officer is fine. If he survives, so can we!"
Perhaps the voice was too loud, and the young flight attendant stiffened for a moment, then gradually came to her senses.
But then, she cried again.
"No one knows how to fly a plane, we're dead."
"I can!"
"Jiang Jiaojiao, believe me, we will be fine."
The stewardess lost control of her emotions and Ye Lan shouted her name loudly.
There were a total of five staff on the plane, two captains, one dead and one unconscious, and three stewardesses, one of whom was dead and the other was comforting the passengers in the cabin. The only one who could help was the stewardess in front of him.
When people are in panic, any life-saving straw will become hope.
Jiang Jiaojiao miraculously calmed down.
"Now, listen to my arrangements!"
"Move the first officer to the back, and then go to the cabin to ask if anyone knows how to fly the plane."
Ye Lan stared into her eyes and spoke word by word.
Jiang Jiaojiao wiped the tears on her face, gritted her teeth and nodded.
Immediately afterwards, the two men lifted the first officer from his seat to the service room at the back.
"Do as I say, trust me, it can be done!"
Ye Lan patted her shoulder and said loudly.
Jiang Jiaojiao nodded vigorously, took a deep breath, calmed down her fear, and walked towards the cabin to communicate in a low voice with another stewardess.
Soon, the stewardess's voice sounded in the cabin.
Ye Lan returned to the cockpit and removed the captain's body.
After a brief cleaning, he immediately started rummaging around.
I quickly found the flight manual in the storage box next to the passenger seat.
The flight manual of a civil aviation aircraft is very detailed. It not only contains basic driving skills and knowledge, but also introduces the various functions of this 737 aircraft.
Ye Lan glanced at it quickly and quickly put the flight manual on the table and chair for the pilot who took over to check it.
The cultivator's memory is different from ordinary people. After reading the flight manual, he basically understood the situation of the aircraft.
The flight is cruising automatically at an altitude of 8,000 meters at a speed of 830km/h. The power supply is normal, but the right engine is abnormal and lacks power.
Ye Lan tried to hang up the 7700 code, then picked up the captain's headset and put it on.
Immediately after the noisy sound of electricity, an anxious voice came.
"Beijing Airlines 9537, Beijing Airlines 9537, this is Shunan Airport."
"This is Beijing Airlines 9537." Ye Lan replied into the earphone.
"Please report your situation."
"The captain died suddenly, the co-pilot is now unconscious, the plane is currently on autopilot, and the right engine is abnormal." Ye Lan briefly told all the information.
The person on the other side of the headset was stunned for a moment, and then a vigilant voice came, "Who are you?"
Ye Lan was about to answer when a soft voice came from behind him.
"let me."
Another flight attendant took the headset and said calmly:
"Tower, this is Zeng Muyan, the flight attendant for this class. The plane is currently on auto-cruise. The captain and first officer are both in trouble."
"Please tell me clearly, was there someone hijacking the plane?"
"No, but there is no driver now. Please tell my parents that I love them very much and hope they won't be sad..."
Although Zeng Muyan's tone was calm, her emotions seemed to be out of control.
Immediately afterwards, Jiang Jiaojiao also rushed in.
She bit her lip, her eyes were red, and she choked with sobs: "No one, no driver!"
As he said that, he grabbed Zeng Muyan's arm and cried loudly.
"Yanyan, we will die, right?"
Zeng Muyan cried silently and silently gave a positive answer.
Stewardesses have gone through strict training and will not behave like this unless things have reached an irreversible point.
Many passengers have already seen the situation on the front of the plane.
Especially after seeing the two captains lying on the ground, everyone panicked.
"Mom, will I die?"
"Don't be afraid, baby, mommy will be with you."
"I don't want to die. I'm only 20 and I still have a lot of good days left."
"Skydiving, there must be a parachute on the plane."
"In the cockpit, it must be in the cockpit."
Faced with the hope of life, everyone was in chaos.
The crowd swarmed forward and rushed towards the nose of the plane.
The plane, which was still flying level, nodded slightly downward and descended two hundred meters in a short time.
Fortunately, the automatic flight system began to correct and gradually pulled the nose of the aircraft back.
A strong man with a beard rushed to the front.
With a ferocious look on his face, he pushed hard against the crowd behind him and rushed into the cockpit like a vicious wolf.
But in a matter of seconds, he was pinched by the neck and held high.
Ye Lan stood at the door with a frosty face, looked at the surging crowd, and shouted loudly.
"Sit back, everyone."
Looking at the struggling beard, everyone subconsciously stopped.
"Civil aviation planes don't have parachutes. Even if they do, do you think you can survive by jumping?"
Seeing everyone regaining their sanity, Ye Lan threw his beard out.
"Go back, I'm a pilot, I can fly."
Everyone looked at each other, stunned for a while, and then returned to their seats.
Ye Lan turned around and slapped Jiang Jiaojiao, who was still crying.
