The arrogant tone caused some disgust among the people in the cabin. It is undeniable that Song An does have an unusual talent in the field of medicine. It can be said that his words are authoritative, which is a bit too much.

However, it is more people who want to be able to cure this patient. People are kind-hearted, and no one wants to see them die due to sudden symptoms on the plane.

Of course, it is more likely that they do not want the plane to be delayed or to transfer halfway.

This group of passengers does not understand medical skills, but Ye Zichen understands it.

He didn't expect that Song Dong would be so arrogant. He would say authority whenever he had disagreement, and ignore his warning and take action.

"Boy, just watch it, it takes less than a minute..."

Song Dong raised his head and smiled aloud. In his opinion, this was the simplest high-altitude airsickness reaction.

What are the arms swollen and the neck is red.

He is waiting for Yang Zhen to get up from the ground and slap Ye Zichen in the face...

In a blink of an eye, a minute passed.

Yang Zhen on the ground still did not improve at all, but what makes people care more is that his face gradually changed from pale to purple, his arms also turned red, and his blood vessels bulged.

"Why is my dad like this!"

Yang Yushi spoke out and questioned, and Song An was also a little panicked at this time.

This shouldn't be true. He had no problem with the treatment just now. But why did the patient not wake up? Instead, he had this symptoms?

"This is what you call authority? Get out of here!"

He raised his hand and pushed the confused Song An away. He felt a little sad about the medical achievements of the United States.

Such a person has won numerous awards and has become a master's degree in the Medical Research Institute...

"Do you have silver needles here?"

He frowned slightly at the flight attendant, and the flight attendant next to him nodded immediately.

“Some, some.”

"Take it for me, I want to use needles. Also, if you have a knife, a white towel, etc., you will also take it together, and the knife will be sterilized at high temperature!"

"no problem!"

The flight attendant quickly left the cabin, and she didn't dare to neglect the passengers here.

There are some successful people who can be in this cabin, especially the one who fell down, Yang Yushi's father. There is no need to mention Yang Yushi's identity, he is a red and purple star.

But it seems that the young man who just wanted the silver needle had also seen it somewhere...

"Ye Zichen, my dad won't have any problems!" Yang Yushi spoke worriedly, raised her hand and patted her on the little head, and handed her a comforting smile, "No, what else do you worry about when I am there? But after he wakes up, you must convince him to go to the hospital for a full-body examination. His body..."

Shaking his head and sighed, Yang Yushi's face became more and more nervous. At this moment, the flight attendant also came with the items Ye Zichen just needed.

"Traditional Chinese medicine?"

Song An opened his eyebrows with a clump of brows. Ye Zichen ignored him and took a knife and wanted to cut Yang Zhen's arm.

"What are you doing?" Song An frowned and shouted. Ye Zichen spread his hands lightly and said, "Just let it go, you can't tell what kind of doctor you are."

"Do you know what the consequences will be?"

"Are you preaching to me, Expert Song?" Ye Zichen's face gradually became darker, and he sneered, "I'm wiping your butt. If someone dies in a while, do you want to bear criminal responsibility, or you can only say that you can do your best, but you don't say anything about your mediocrity?"

"Wait my butt?"

Song An sneered Dasheng, and he wriggled his lips as if he wanted to say how much he achieved in the field of medicine. In response, Ye Zichen just handed him a silver and said with a smile.

"I don't want to pay attention to you, the patient's family is here. I will do it if the family agrees."

"I agree!"

Yang Yushi broke the words without thinking, and Ye Zichen also raised the knife and slid towards Yang Zhen's arm.

The bright red blood was like a high-pressure pump, rising high.

Ye Zichen ignored the blood on his body and silently thought about time in his heart. Then he grabbed the white towel and covered Yang Zhen's arm with force.

But this did not stop the blood from flowing. Soon, the towel became bright red.

"Silver Needle!"

The flight attendant quickly spread the silver needle in front of Ye Zichen. He covered Yang Zhen's arm with one hand, and pricked it with the other hand without even exploring the acupoint for a few needles.

The passengers in the cabin couldn't help but wiped the cold sweat on Ye Zichen. The blood just now was so scary.

"Get another towel!"

In just a short moment, the six towels were stained with bright red by Yang Zhen's blood. During this period, Ye Zichen kept squinting his eyes and pinching his palms on the silver needle.

"call."

After breathing a long breath, Ye Zichen stood up from the ground with his neck twisted.

All the customers in the cabin turned their attention to him, and Yang Yushi also spoke nervously.

"How about it?"

"You will wake up in a while." With a faint smile, he smiled at the cabin lady again, "Please prepare some candy for him, he may feel dizzy when he wakes up..."

As soon as he finished speaking, Ye Zichen turned around and walked back towards his seat, but Song An frowned behind him and said.

"If you want to leave, do you want to escape responsibility?"

"Do you think I am you?" Ye Zichen sneered, "If you don't have those two brushes, you're embarrassed and conspicuous. Fortunately, I'm here... If I'm not here, I'll let you kill me!"

"Fart!" Song An cursed gritted his teeth, "You know I got..."

"What if you win all the awards in the medical world? People... you are not saved. Even if you are covered with certificates, you cannot demonstrate your mediocrity. Did you see the acupuncture method I used just now? No! Since that's the case, you are still comparing here..."

Ye Zichen just now used the Nine Yang Life-Suppressing Needle. He thought that using this needle method could block Song An's mouth, but he seemed to know nothing...

I really don’t know why an idiot like him can achieve such high achievements in the medical field.

"Okay, don't show your villain's heart there. I'm not a passerby. Now we are on the same plane, even if something goes wrong... you go to my cabin to find me!"

With a faint smile, she turned her head away. Song An clenched her fists and gritted her teeth and looked at his back, her face becoming gloomy and terrifying.

I secretly prayed not to wake up, but the world didn't fulfill his wish...

Just as Ye Zichen left, Yang Zhen woke up.

This invisible slap slapped him in the face, which made him feel painful. Yang Yushi also showed surprise, but she looked calm and said.

"You're awake."

"What's wrong with me?" Yang Zhen rubbed his head in a daze, then looked at Song An next to him, "Is this doctor who saved me?"

"Supply a little bit of strength!"

Song An answered with shamelessness, and all the passengers in the cabin were defeated by his shamelessness, and Yang Yushi retorted mercilessly.

"It was not him who saved you. If Ye Zichen hadn't been there just now, maybe you..."
Chapter completed!