Capturing the Millionaire’s Heart on Divorce Day
Chapter 0245

"Where did that helicopter come from? Why was there no signal indicating it's from another area? Is it dispatched by the officials?" The authorities at the Aviation Command took notice of a fighter jet speeding through the air.

"We're not sure. The pilot only said they needed to get an injured person to the hospital urgently," someone quickly responded. "What about this number..." The Aviation Command also noticed the jet's identification number.

It was from an official flight squad, which was supposed to be in the main disaster area. What was it doing here in Yuanchuan? "Keep a close watch; we can't let anything happen to this jet."

"Understood!"

Inside the jet, the doctor was frantic, "How much longer until we arrive?"

Madison didn't respond.

"Hang in there, baby. We'll be at the hospital soon!" The father kept speaking to his unconscious daughter.

Over and over again.

Suddenly, the jet banked sharply, forcing everyone to the side.

The father clung tightly to his daughter.

Madison had just narrowly avoided a flock of birds scattering in all directions, beads of sweat dotting her forehead as she focused intently on the skies ahead. After what felt like a perilous dance in the air, the passengers in the jet finally saw the hospital building!

The doctor shouted with urgency, "Hurry, hurry!!!"

Madison was silent, quietly watching as they rushed the child into the hospital.

It took her 18 minutes...

Almost half the expected time.

The sudden appearance of the flock had left Madison shaken to the core.

Had her reaction been even a fraction slower, they would have perished.

Madison wiped the sweat threatening to drip into her eyes and covered her heart, closing her eyes for a brief respite.

"What?"

"You're joking!"

"It's true! She made it from Yuanchuan to Jingzhou City in just 18 minutes and 37 seconds."

Those who had been monitoring the mysterious jet rushed to report this to their superiors.

"Were any special pilots dispatched?" someone wondered.

Another person recalled, "This reminds me of the time a helicopter took off from Slandon Port, crossed over Qilin Mountain, and reached Nianzhou in just under an hour."

"Considering the number of birds detected on radar, how did she manage to safely reach Jingzhou at such speed?"

The room buzzed with amazement at the jet's capabilities, and everyone agreed that the pilot must be special, prompting increased attention to the aircraft.

The rescue operation continued all day, and by evening, new volunteer teams had arrived, allowing Mukino Air's flight squad to finally rest.

Frank and the other pilots found lodgings in nearby Jingzhou City.

However, Madison, along with Charlie and Henry, weren't with them.

"President Grant is on the news," a team member mentioned.

Everyone turned to watch.

After completing her last flight, Madison's legs gave way, and she knelt on the ground, her knees screaming in pain.

She didn't even have the strength to get up.

Just as she considered resting right there, a pair of hands lifted her.

Madison looked up in surprise, "Why are you still here?"

Ethan had been there all day, his clothes soaked through.

Seeing his girlfriend's exhausted face, Ethan's heart ached unbearably. He scooped her up in a bridal carry and headed toward a nearby tent prepared by William. The tent was surprisingly warm.

Setting Madison down, Ethan knelt and removed her shoes.

"Hey, don't-"

At Ethan's sweeping gaze, Madison didn't dare protest any further.

He slipped off her socks and then eased her feet into the pre-prepared warm water.

"Your meal is ready, wash up and eat," Ethan said, handing her a lunch box.

"..."

Madison glanced outside the tent, "We're here to help. If the media captured us like this, it might stir unnecessary talk."

Considering the dire state of the disaster area, Ethan had still prepared such a lavish meal for her.

Ethan frowned slightly, "We're

to help those in need. We can't

suffer just because they're suffering,

can we? Isn't that moral coet

"Open up."

Ethan simply began to feed her.

Madison knew she couldn't win this argument and resigned to eating.

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"You need to take care of yourself to save more people. What good will you be if you don't eat and only drink cold water?" Ethan insisted, spoon-feeding her without offering chopsticks.

Madison felt Ethan was afraid she would eat less than she should.

"I can't, I can't swallow anymore," she protested, waving her hands: "I'm too full; it'll be uncomfortable tomorrow."

"What about Henry and Charlie?"

"William will take care of them; you don't need to worry," Ethan assured her.

"Rest for a bit, later I'll take you somewhere else."

"What for?"

Ethan wanted her to have a place to stay, "This isn't suitable for living, what if an earthquake happens again?"

"It's too much trouble to move now, and we can't make it in time. I have to fly out early tomorrow."

"Where to?" Ethan asked, looking at her intently.

Madison pursed her lips, "Likely to the main disaster area."

A small city in the disaster area was severely affected, governed by the province but cared for by the city.

Slandon Port was assigned to that city.

Therefore, all helicopters from

Slandon Port would be redirected there, aiming to help the affected populace return to normal life as

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Ethan understood that this wasn't within Madison's control; it must have been an official directive.

"What's the name of that place?"

"Nanlin City," Madison answered.

A third- or fourth-tier city, but heavily impacted with widespread building collapses, damaged roads, and among the highest casualties.

As the capital, Slandon Port was naturally responsible for the worst-affected area, which was quite normal.

Hearing about this, Ethan didn't say much. He didn't rest but just quietly stayed with Madison.

Watching her fall asleep within minutes of lying down, Ethan's heart overflowed with tenderness. He stayed by her side all night.

After the official allocation of support from various provinces, groups began to mobilize.

Media reports followed one after the other.

This winter, the entire nation was bustling.

Half a month had passed since the support efforts for the disaster area began.

Pilots resting in Yuanchuan looked up, "Where are those planes heading?"

A fleet of cargo planes, flying overhead like a great battalion, almost close enough to land.

"From this distance, they should be landing soon," someone commented. "Look at the tails, they seem like Mukino Airlines."

"Mukino Airlines?"

The name was now familiar to everyone in the nation.

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