C2 Airplane Rescue

Three minutes later, Jiang An set the time. His ten fingers instantly pulled out five silver needles and returned them to the wooden box.

"Zhang Zhongjing is indeed an immortal doctor. His method of curing seven injuries is truly a technique of the heavens." After Jiang An finished the five needles, Fang Ya's seven injuries were finally healed.

However, this was all thanks to the fact that he already knew of this simple method.

Seeing how Fang Ya was sleeping, it took her a while to wake up.

Jiang An naturally didn't have that kind of patience. After buttoning up her shirt, he carried her and ran down the mountain. As for the unconscious Liu Tong, it had nothing to do with him.

Although the path down the mountain was abnormally steep, Jiang An still carried Fang Ya on his back and walked as if he were flying. It was as if he was walking on flat ground and was practically jumping down the mountain.

Half an hour later.

Jiang An carried Fang Ya to the foot of the mountain and panted a few times. "I used to feel that the mountain wasn't too high and the road wasn't that far away, but after I descended the mountain, I realized that it was simply beyond my imagination."

Coincidentally, Fang Ya slowly opened her eyes.

In the past, every time she woke up, she would feel incomparably uncomfortable. Even if it was a normal day, she would feel weak, weak, and without the slightest bit of mental strength. However, this time, not only did she breathe comfortably, her body also felt extremely comfortable.

It was him!

Seeing her wake up, Jiang An said calmly: "Besides your five injuries, your spirit needs to be slowly nurtured. Only your Qi channels, in order to cure them, you still need to have three medicinal ingredients: Qiang Huan, Chong Lou, and the Winter Worm Summer Grass. These three medicinal ingredients are not hard to find, so wait until I cure your family members in Jingnan City, then we can take the medicine together."

Fang Ya had yet to recover from her shock when she asked, "Have I really recovered?"

Jiang An smiled faintly, "If I hadn't treated you well, you would already be a dead man now."

If he did not make a move, he would have been killed within a few minutes after fainting. How could he be as lively as he was now?

However, Jiang An was still quite curious about the cause of the disease. He couldn't get any useful information from Fang Ya. Perhaps he could find some clues about her family members.

Fang Ya cried with joy as she hurriedly knelt on the ground and pleaded, "Godly Doctor, please save my family."

After travelling so far, she finally found hope. Tears welled up in Fang Ya's eyes as she thought about how her parents had been tortured by this strange illness to the point where their hearts ached.

Fortunately, she found the legendary Godly Doctor.

Jiang An hurriedly helped him up, "I said I will save your family, but I have one condition: send me to Jiang-Nan city."

Fang Ya was overjoyed. "My home is Jingnan. Yes, Godly Doctor, my car is in front. We'll go back now."

At the same time, Fang Ya was somewhat stupefied. To think that the compensation required by the Godly Doctor would be as simple as sending him to Jinnan City to treat her illness!

He had to reward the Godly Doctor well.

"My name is Jiang An, there's no need to call me Godly Doctor."

The old man had never liked this sort of address before he was alive, and so had Jiang An.

Fang Ya led the way in front and said obediently, "Yes, Mister Jiang."

At the foot of the mountain, a black luxury car was parked. Beside the car, a middle-aged man was anxiously waiting. When he saw Fang Ya, he hastily came over, but she was even more cordial than him. "Uncle Lin, let's go to the airport."

Uncle Lin looked around with a strange expression: "Eldest Miss, where is Young Master Liu? Didn't he go up the mountain with you? Eh? First Miss, is your illness cured? "

Fang Ya didn't have the leisure to explain. "Take Mr. Jiang and me to the airport first."

Uncle Lin did not ask anymore, but it was strange. Could it be that this young man had cured Eldest Miss? However, wasn't it said that on this Bright Moon Mountain, there was an old and eccentric genius doctor?

Just as Jiang An was about to get on the car, he suddenly stopped and turned around. He kowtowed three times heavily towards Ming Yue Shan, and then got into the car.

To Beijing and Nan City, it was best to get on the plane quickly.

The moment the car started moving, the new grave at the top of the mountain suddenly exploded. The wooden tablet in front of the grave shattered into pieces, and a white-haired elder unexpectedly jumped out, bringing with it a cloud of dust.

He looked in the direction of Jiang An and said to himself with emotion, "You're thoughtful. It's good that you left. Go back to Beijing and South City to visit your home and find your family." "The two of us will be together for fifteen years. If you find your wife, I will avenge myself."

"..."

Under Fang Ya's instructions, the two of them quickly got on the plane heading to Jinnan City.

Although she didn't get first class in a hurry, it didn't mean much to her as she was in a hurry to get back.

On the other hand, Jiang An was looking out the window from the moment he boarded the plane and took off. He seemed to be preoccupied with something, and it was unknown what he was thinking.

In any case, at least her illness had been cured, and there was hope for her family.

At this moment, a childish cry for help came from the first class cabin.

"Grandfather, what's wrong?"

"Are there any doctors? Hurry up and save my grandpa."

First class, an old man with white hair fell to the ground. His face was pale, his lips were purple, and his entire body was twitching. He could only vent his anger as a young girl in her teens knelt beside the old man with a face full of tears.

With an unexpected situation, several air stewardesses rushed over, but they were at a loss as to what to do.

After all, the number of people who fainted on the plane was too few.

At this time, a middle-aged man in a suit walked over. After sizing up the old man, he gave the order, "Don't panic. It should be an epileptic. Help him up first."

The flight attendant who had originally been helpless immediately found a backbone and prepared to help the old man.

Just now, they almost notified the captain to return.

"Don't touch him."

Jiang An also heard the commotion as he walked over and hurriedly called out to the air stewardesses.

If he recklessly moved the old man at this time, not only would he not save the old man, but he would also harm the old man completely.

Originally, he had planned to ignore the old man, but considering the old man's current state, randomly moving the old man's position was equivalent to taking his life. Although he didn't want to cause too much trouble, he couldn't just watch an old man die tragically on the plane.

Besides, this was his first time on a plane.

"What are you screaming for, are you a doctor?" Hearing Jiang An's words, the middle-aged man from before looked displeased.

Jiang An came to the old man's side and asked while checking his pulse, "You are?"

"Of course I am." The middle-aged man raised his head and said arrogantly, "I am the assistant professor of the Southern Medical University. Get out of the way quickly. This old man must have epilepsy and be sent to the hospital after that."

Jiang An had already finished checking his pulse, and his face was somewhat gloomy. "Who told you that you had an attack of epilepsy?" You dare call yourself a doctor with such little ability? "

On the side.

The little girl cried and asked, "Big brother, what happened to my grandfather?"

The middle-aged man was like an enraged rooster, shouting loudly, like a shrew, "How dare you question me? Who do you think you are? "You look like a liar, hurry up and f * ck off, don't delay me while I treat the old man."

Not only that, even a flight attendant frowned as she looked at Jiang An doubtfully, "Sir, may I ask, do you have the certificate to prove that you're a medical staff member?"

As for the middle-aged man, since he was able to say that he was an associate professor at the Southern Medical University, there was no need to doubt that he was Jiang An.

Jiang An frowned. "I don't have any documents, but I'm a doctor."

A single sentence caused a thousand ripples.

"He doesn't even have a certificate and dares to call himself a doctor. What a joke."

"There are too many swindlers now. Who knows if they're trying to swindle some money out of us."

The middle-aged man arrogantly took out his identification card and proudly waved it in front of Jiang An, "Look carefully, this is my identification card." My name is Zhang Ming. Open your eyes wide and look clearly. "

The flight attendant also said with dissatisfaction, "Please leave, sir. Do not delay Professor Zhang's treatment of this old man."

Fang Ya also walked over, but she did not stop Jiang An, much less say anything.

Although his strange illness was fine now, he was still in a coma. She wanted to personally witness Jiang An's abilities.

"So noisy." A furious expression appeared on Jiang An's face. As a doctor, how could he allow a quack like Zhang Ming to treat an old man's illness? If he did that, he would only kill the old man for nothing.

Jiang An swept a glance at the stewardess who had spoken just now and asked coldly, "You have been suffering from a lack of energy and a lack of sleep recently. You often have sleepless nights and have dreamy dreams, right?"

The air stewardess was stunned for a moment before she reacted and asked in surprise, "How did you know?"

Jiang An then looked at the other flight attendant and said, "Do you delay your monthly affairs every month, sometimes even by as much as a month?"

After that, every time he looked at a person, he would accurately point out their flaws.

What was even more surprising was that what Jiang An said was completely correct. No one refuted him.

For a time, everyone was amazed.

"Heavens, this is too accurate, genius doctor."

"Who is this man? He can tell the illness of others with just a glance?" This eye is comparable to an X-ray machine. "

When Zhang Ming saw that everyone was leaning towards Jiang An, he hurriedly shouted, "He's just trying to coax people, which one of you women doesn't have any gynecological problems?" These kinds of common lies are just like fortune-tellers, don't fall for them. "

Of course, Zhang Ming did his best to stop Jiang An not because he was kind. To him, saving an old man on the plane would definitely become news, and he would also be able to show off his skills. Moreover, these air stewardesses were all cute and dainty.

In the next moment, everyone turned to look at Jiang An to see how he would respond.

"The old man was not suffering from epilepsy, but from food poisoning. I believe he ate seafood at noon and was mixed with rice wine." Jiang An shook his head, his gaze locked.

Even though Zhang Ming was a professor at the University of Medicine, in his eyes, he was nothing more than a quack.

From the pulse he had just taken, Jiang An had discovered that the old man's lungs and windpipe had been blocked to a certain extent. This was the main cause of his fainting and shortness of breath. The most important thing was that the old man ate seafood and rice wine together. If it was an ordinary person, it would definitely be fine, but it would instead bring him great benefits.

However, the old man's physique was somewhat special, which was why he was poisoned.

"I remember now. Grandpa ate seafood and drank yellow wine at noon." Just as Zhang Ming was about to mock her again, the little girl who was squatting beside him remembered what she had eaten at noon and decided to eat it.

The little girl's words immediately confirmed Jiang An's words.

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