When Lu Yan woke up, she found she was in a private plane which was flying in the sky tens of thousands of meters from sea level.
Below the plane was the vast ocean.
"Water." Lu Yan woke up, feeling listless.
"You woke up?" Qiao Fei immediately walked over with a glass of water and sat on the edge of the big bed with a leather headboard.
"Where are we?"
"On our way to the M Nation. I've asked your doctor to redress your wounds. You can rest and let the wounds heal."
Lu Yan looked around the plane and saw four of her trusted subordinates and a doctor of her team. The doctor was a white man from Israel.
"Okay." Nodding, Lu Yan heaved a sigh of relief and leaned back on the headboard.
Carefully, Qiao Fei placed a cushion behind her back.
