Is this your so-called authority?
His arrogant tone caused the people in the cabin to feel a little disgusted. It was undeniable that Song An was exceptionally talented in the field of medicine, but it was a little too much to say that his words were authoritative.
However, most people still wanted to save the patient. People were kind, and no one wanted to see someone die from sudden symptoms on the plane.
Of course, it was more likely that they didn't want the plane to be delayed or have to change planes midway.
The passengers did not understand medicine, but Ye Zichen did.
He didn't expect that Song Dong would be so arrogant. Song Dong used the word 'authority' when he didn't agree with him. Then, he ignored his warning and attacked.
"Kid, watch out. In less than a minute …"
Song Dong raised his head arrogantly with a faint smile on his lips. In his opinion, this was the simplest reaction of airsickness at high altitudes.
Her arms were swollen and her neck was red.
He was waiting for Yang Zhen to get up from the ground and slap Ye Zichen's face …
In the blink of an eye, a minute passed.
On the ground, Yang Zhen's condition did not improve at all. However, what caught people's attention was that his face gradually turned from pale white to dark purple. His arms also turned red and his veins bulged.
"Why is my dad like this!"
Yang Yushi's questioning made Song An a little flustered.
That shouldn't be the case. There was nothing wrong with what he did just now. But why did the patient not wake up? Why did he have such symptoms?
"This is your so-called authority? Get lost! "
Raising his hand, he pushed the bewildered Song An away. He really felt sorry for America's medical achievements.
Such a person could actually win countless awards and even become a Master of Medical Research Institute …
"Do you have silver needles here?"
Frowning slightly at the stewardess, the stewardess nodded.
"Yes, yes."
"Bring it over for me, I need to do acupuncture. Also, if you have any knives and white towels, bring them over as well. The knives need to be sterilized at high temperature! "
"No problem!"
The stewardess quickly left the cabin. She did not dare to neglect the passengers here.
Those who could be in this cabin were all successful people, especially the one who fell was Yang Yushi's father. There was no need to mention Yang Yushi's identity. She was a celebrity that was close to becoming famous.
However, he seemed to have seen the young man who asked for the silver needles somewhere before …
"Ye Zichen, my dad will be fine, right?" Yang Yushi said worriedly. She patted her little head and gave her a comforting smile. "No, I'm here. What are you worried about? But when he wakes up, you must convince him to go to the hospital for a full body checkup. His body … "
Shaking her head and sighing, Yang Yushi's expression became even more nervous. At that moment, the stewardess also came over with the items Ye Zichen needed.
"Chinese Medicine?"
Song An said with a frown. Ye Zichen ignored him, and picked up the knife to slice Yang Zhen's arm.
"What are you doing?" Song An roared with a frown. Ye Zichen shrugged, "Just let him bleed. Why are you a doctor if you can't even tell?"
"Do you know what the consequences will be?"
"Are you lecturing me, Expert Song?" Ye Zichen's expression gradually darkened, then he sneered, "I'm cleaning up after you. If someone dies, are you going to take criminal responsibility? Or are you just going to say that you did your best, but won't say anything about your mediocrity?"
"Cleaning up after me?"
Song An snickered. He moved his lips, as if he wanted to talk about his achievements in the medical field. In response, Ye Zichen merely handed him a piece of silver and snorted, "I'm ignoring you.
The patient's family is here. I'll do it if the family agrees. "
"I agree!"
Yang Yushi said without thinking. At the same time, Ye Zichen also raised the knife and slid it towards Yang Zhen's arm.
The bright red blood seemed to have been pumped into a high-pressure pump, causing it to shoot up high.
Ye Zichen ignored the blood on his body, and silently counted the time in his heart. Then, he grabbed a white towel and covered Yang Zhen's arm.
However, that did not stop the blood from flowing. Not long later, the towel was completely red.
"Silver needles!"
The stewardess quickly spread out the silver needles in front of Ye Zichen. Ye Zichen merely covered Yang Zhen's arm with one hand, while he stabbed the needles in without even checking the acupuncture points with the other hand.
The passengers in the cabin couldn't help but wipe away the cold sweat for Ye Zichen. The blood just now was too terrifying.
"Bring another towel over!"
In a short period of time, six towels were dyed red by Yang Zhen's blood. During that time, Ye Zichen squinted his eyes and continuously pinched the silver needles.
"Phew."
Ye Zichen let out a long sigh, then twisted his neck and stood up from the ground.
All of the passengers in the cabin looked towards him. Yang Yushi also spoke up nervously.
"How is it?"
"He'll probably wake up soon," Ye Zichen smiled faintly towards the cabin lady. With a faint smile, he turned to the cabin attendant and said, "Please prepare some sweets for him. He might feel a little dizzy when he wakes up …"
With that, Ye Zichen turned around and walked back to his seat. However, Song An frowned, "You want to leave?
"You want to leave? Are you trying to avoid responsibility?"
"Do you think I'm you?" Ye Zichen sneered. "Don't come out and embarrass yourself if you don't have any skills. It's fortunate that I'm here … If I wasn't here, he really would have been killed by you!"
"Bullshit!" Song An clenched his teeth and cursed. "You know that I won …"
"Even if you win all the awards in the medical world, so what? You can't save him. Even if your body is covered with awards, it can't show your mediocre nature. Did you see the needle technique I used just now? You didn't, did you? Since that's the case, why are you still competing here … "
Just now, Ye Zichen had used the Nine Yang Life Extending Needle. He had thought that it would be able to shut Song An's mouth, but from the looks of it, Song An didn't seem to know anything …
He really didn't know how an idiot like him could have such high achievements in the medical field.
"That's enough. Don't show your vile heart there. I'm not a passerby. Now that we're on the same plane, even if there's a problem … you can find me in my cabin! "
With a faint smile, he turned around and left. Song An clenched his fists and gritted his teeth as he watched him leave. His expression became frighteningly dark.
He secretly prayed in his heart that he would not wake up, but the heavens did not grant his wish …
The moment Ye Zichen left, Yang Zhen woke up.
This invisible slap landed on his face, causing him to feel pain. Yang Yushi also revealed a look of pleasant surprise, but she put on an indifferent expression and spoke.
"You're awake."
"What's wrong with me?" Yang Zhen rubbed his head in confusion. He then looked at Song An and asked, "Is this doctor the one who saved me?"
"It's a meager effort!"
Song An replied shamelessly. All the passengers in the cabin were defeated by his shamelessness, while Yang Yushi retorted mercilessly, "He wasn't the one who saved you.
"He wasn't the one who saved you. If it weren't for Ye Zichen, you might have ….
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