Lu Mingfei had a strong sense of direction, having carried out many secret missions at the border.
If he didn't have a strong sense of direction, he might not have survived many times to return alive.
Before delivering medicine, the map of the entire Season City was already etched in his mind.
An An clung to his neck, puzzled, "Lu Mingfei, how did you find me? Did you see anyone else?"
"A large-scale epidemic has erupted in the disaster area, and I am responsible for delivering medicine. On my way here, I heard your cries for help. Don't worry, the others have already left with the helicopter."
He was grateful that he was on the medicine delivery mission this time, otherwise, he didn't dare imagine how long Zhuo Anan could have held on while hanging in the waterfall.
"That's good…"
As long as they were rescued, she could be at ease.
An An felt her eyelids growing heavier, "Lu Mingfei, I want to sleep for a while."
"Okay, sleep for a while."
