Only then did Qin Fan know that things had changed and he had to leave early.
He arranged for Xiaowen to deliver medicine to Yin Zhiyuan on time, and then called Yin Zhiyuan to tell him that he was going on a business trip for a week or two.
After everything was arranged, at two o'clock in the afternoon, Xiaowen drove Qin Fan, Zhou Yulan, Li Caiwei, and Phoenix Girl to the airport.
Meeting Leng Shuangning at the airport, Li Caiwei met Leng Shuangning for the first time.
It takes more than two hours to fly from Haizhou Airport to Gangdu.
Amidst the sound of the announcement, most people boarded the plane one after another.
Leng Shuangning and Zhou Yulan sat in a row, and Li Caiwei and Phoenix Girl were together.
Qin Fan sat alone in the back row. The seat next to him was always empty and no passengers arrived.
It was time to take off, but there was still no movement from the plane.
"Uncle, please fasten your seat belt, yes, just wear it like this."
At this time, a flight attendant came over to check in turn, and also checked whether the suitcase was closed properly.
"Stewardess, why was the flight delayed?" A young, thin woman asked with a frown.
The woman's collarbone was deeply sunken and she was almost as thin as a skeleton. There seemed to be another woman beside her.
Their position is side by side with Qin Fan, Qin Fan is on the right, and they are in the middle.
"I'm sorry, some passengers changed their boarding passes and checked their luggage. Now the radio is looking for people everywhere."
A tall stewardess explained patiently with a smile.
"Who the hell, you don't have any sense of time!" The woman was very unhappy.
"I say you should change the rules and stop waiting for him and wasting all of our time."
The companion next to the woman also said.
Hearing this voice, Qin Fan couldn't help but turn his head to look, and almost didn't laugh.
Because the person who looked like a woman had the voice of a young man.
But from the appearance of the man, he looks like a woman, with earrings, dyed hair, and long nails.
Suddenly, the word "sissy" came to Qin Fan's mind.
Yes! That’s the kind of person who is a man but dresses like a woman.
"Everyone, please be patient. No one has anything to do when you are away. Maybe something is delayed. Let's understand each other."
At this time, a kind-hearted middle-aged man came to persuade me.
"You can afford to wait, but we can't. Our time is precious."
The thin woman spoke unceremoniously as if she had been fed gunpowder.
Suddenly, the middle-aged man was choked and couldn't say anything.
Just then, a voice came, "Hello, I'm sorry, please give way."
A middle-aged man finally arrived, panting.
As soon as he entered the cabin, he showed an apologetic smile and kept apologizing, "Sorry for delaying everyone."
"Do you have a sense of time? You will be late even if you take a plane!" The thin woman glanced at the middle-aged man displeased.
"Sorry!" the middle-aged man laughed awkwardly.
He found his seat and smiled apologetically at Qin Fan.
"Sorry, please give way."
Qin Fan stood up and moved out of the way, and the other party sat next to the window.
"Dear passengers, this flight is from Haizhou to Hong Kong..."
Following the announcement on the radio, the aircraft began to taxi onto the runway and gradually accelerated.
After a brief period of weightlessness, the cities on the ground gradually became smaller and smaller.
The cabin was relatively quiet, with everyone chatting in low voices or closing their eyes to relax.
The middle-aged man had nothing to do, so he took out a magazine from the net pocket on the back of the front seat and flipped through it casually.
"Hey, is this documentary still being reprinted?" the middle-aged man whispered.
Qin Fan casually glanced at the magazine in the middle-aged man's hand.
It turned out that it was the documentary "Miracle Doctor" written by Hu Yang, and it was about Qin Fan's medical case of treating little Hu Xing's brain tumor.
"Haha, it's just a fantasy, it's impossible, and it's still being reproduced everywhere."
"What if it's not misleading?" the middle-aged man said to Qin Fan familiarly.
"Why do you say misleading?" Qin Fan was a little curious.
"To tell you the truth, my profession is a doctor." The middle-aged man said.
"Watt Raphael of the United States personally conducted experiments to study this report."
"The conclusion is that eggs have been cooked in walnut juice at high temperatures for a long time, and their nutrients are almost lost."
"It even contains trace amounts of toxins. After experiments on mice, it was unable to inhibit cancer cells at all."
Qin Fan smiled and said, "Traditional Chinese medicine is different from Western medicine. Chinese medicine has its own sayings."
“It’s based on each person’s different constitution, using different prescriptions for treatment.”
"Walnut juice and eggs are only suitable for special diseases and cannot be applied universally."
"Hey, how do you know such details?" The middle-aged man was a little curious.
"I've also read this article." Qin Fan said with a smile.
The middle-aged people don't doubt anything. The documentary literature of "The Miracle Doctor" has been reprinted everywhere, and many people have read it.
And the book also mentions that thousands of people and thousands of treatments are only suitable for treatments with special physiques.
"This documentary literature contains too many exaggerated elements. Do you know Walter Raphael?"
"I don't know." Qin Fan answered truthfully.
The names of these foreigners were too long, and Qin Fan really cared little about them.
"Watt Raphael won the Nobel Prize in Medicine and is a famous American scientist."
"He used actual data and experimental results to deny the authenticity of this literature."
"Oh~"
Qin Fan raised his eyebrows and smiled calmly.
Using Western medicine methods to analyze traditional Chinese medicine prescriptions, Qin Fan could imagine what the other party would look like in the end.
"What do you think Watt Raphael said in the end?" the middle-aged man asked.
"Can't guess."
"Witchcraft! Witchcraft! This is witchcraft from the East!" The middle-aged man lowered his voice and imitated Walter Raphael's words.
Qin Fan was stunned for a moment, then smiled.
This is how Westerners see traditional Chinese medicine, thinking it is too backward and ignorant.
Once Chinese medicine solves difficult and complicated diseases that Western medicine cannot overcome, privately it is said to be witchcraft.
"What about you? What do you think?" Qin Fan asked with interest.
"Me? Haha, of course you don't believe it. You will only believe it if your brain is caught between the cracks in the door."
"Traditional Chinese medicine is a famous slow doctor. Taiping Medicine uses traditional Chinese medicine to treat cancer. What else is it if it's not waiting for death?"
"In my opinion, it's the child's own cancer cells that have transformed."
Examples of such changes in cancer cells also exist.
I remember there was a cancer patient whose hospital judged that he would not survive for half a year.
The patient finally gave up treatment, sold his belongings and traveled around.
As a result, after a long tour, half a year had passed and the person was still alive.
I went for a checkup again and found that the cancer cells in my body had disappeared.
This is the most typical thing about people who have spent all their money and still live.
This aspect reflects that mood and self-regulation are the keys to fighting cancer.
However, the chance of such cancer cells being reversed is very low.
The two of them were talking in a low voice when suddenly the radio sounded.
"Gentlemen and ladies, an old man in the first class cabin is suddenly ill."
"We are still an hour away from our destination. If you are a doctor, we need your help."
Suddenly, the atmosphere in the cabin became tense, and everyone looked left and right, asking each other.
The radio played over and over again, and some stewardesses were also asking loudly.
"It's really unlucky. The flight was not smooth at all. There were delays and there were patients. It made me lose my mood."
At this time, the thin woman began to complain again.
"Forget it, everything happened, honey, close your eyes and get some sleep," the man said.
"If you want to die, don't die early, and take it to the plane." The thin woman muttered.
Many passengers around could not help but glance at her place.
In this day and age, people are indifferent. If you don't help, no one will blame you. But scolding others for not dying early is too much and immoral.
Seeing everyone's eyes turning towards her, the thin woman seemed to realize that she had said something she shouldn't have said, and she angrily stopped saying anything.
The middle-aged man and Qin Fan listened carefully to the broadcast and were slightly startled.
He whispered to Qin Fan: "Maybe someone has a sudden illness?"
"Stewardess, I'm a doctor!" Qin Fan stood up.
But when he stood up, the middle-aged man also stood up, and their voices were in tandem.
A passenger quickly told the flight attendant, "There are doctors there, two of them!"
"Hey, little brother, are we traveling together?" the middle-aged man asked in surprise.
Qin Fan nodded. He felt that the middle-aged man in front of him was biased against Chinese medicine.
However, he did not flinch when faced with such emergencies, and he still has the professional ethics of a doctor.
At this time, the tall stewardess walked over quickly, not forgetting to bow slightly.
"Sir, what is your surname?"
"My surname is Xiong, and I am a Western medicine doctor." said the middle-aged man.
"My surname is Qin, and I am a Chinese medicine practitioner." Qin Fan said.
"Little brother, are you a Chinese medicine doctor?" Dr. Xiong looked at Qin Fan again in surprise.
"It's incredible. You've only been out of school for a few years, right?"
Yes, in Doctor Xiong's eyes, Qin Fan is a college student who has just graduated from school.