After the divorce, the female CEO of Bingshan begged to get back together.

"Pusher, it's not good. The old gentleman seems to be dying. The oxygen tank is no longer used. What should I do?"

At this time, the flight attendant who had been pressing the old man's chest looked at the dying old man and almost burst into tears.

"what?"

The steward was startled, and when he realized what he was doing, he quickly walked over to check. When he saw that the old man on the ground had become extremely angry, he also started to become anxious.

"What can we do? Even if we notify the captain to make an emergency landing at the nearest airport, it will still take half an hour. It's too late!"

The flight attendant was running around anxiously.

Just when all the crew members didn't know what to do, Qin Yun squeezed into the crowd and said, "Let me take a look."

"you are a doctor?"

The steward's eyes lit up, as if he had grasped a life-saving straw.

"Well, it is."

Qin Yun nodded.

"Okay, okay, then please sir!"

The steward said and quickly asked everyone to get out of the way.

Qin Yun walked to the old man and squatted down, looking at him carefully. He soon knew the old man's condition.

The old man probably suffered from hypoglycemia and heart disease. The two causes caused him to coma, and then the heart and blood vessels contracted, resulting in insufficient blood supply.

In fact, these two diseases are common diseases, but the combination of the two can indeed kill people.Even some doctors with low medical skills may think it is just ordinary hypoglycemia.

In this case, ordinary first aid methods are simply useless!

"Sir, how is it?"

The steward stood aside and asked anxiously.

Qin Yun nodded slightly and said, "I have a way."

As he spoke, Qin Yun untied the old man's clothes, then rubbed several of his acupuncture points a few times. As streams of spiritual energy were injected into his body, his heart disease was first stabilized, and then he took out another acupuncture point. Pinch off a small amount of Xiaohuandan and feed it into the old man's mouth.

After everything was done, Qin Yun closed the old man's clothes, stood up and said, "Okay."

"Is that all right?"

The steward looked surprised, so fast?

"But, sir, why hasn't this old gentleman woke up yet?"

So she continued to ask.

"Cough cough cough~"

And just when he finished speaking, the old man with his eyes closed suddenly coughed and said in a weak mosquito-like voice: "Water...water..."

The flight attendant standing aside listened to it several times before she understood it clearly, realized what she said, and quickly brought a glass of warm water to the old man.

After more than half the glass of water was consumed, the old man seemed to be able to breathe. He began to gasp for air, and his eyes were completely opened.

"woke up!"

"I actually woke up!"

The people watching the theater around looked surprised.

The steward and others were also overjoyed and asked quickly: "Old sir, how are you feeling?"

"I feel better, girls, thank you for saving me."

With the support of everyone, the old man stood up and thanked him.

"Old sir, you misunderstood. We are not the ones who saved you."

The flight attendant didn't dare to claim credit in disguise and quickly shook his head.

"Oh? Who is that?"

The old man was stunned and asked immediately.

"It's this gentleman!"

The flight attendant looked at Qin Yun.

The old man followed his gaze and saw Qin Yun standing aside wiping his hands. His eyes lit up slightly and he took a step forward and said, "Young man, was it you who saved me just now?"

"Ah."

Qin Yun glanced at him and nodded.

The old man was extremely grateful: "Thank you young man for saving my life. If it weren't for you, I might have to meet the King of Hell this time. I don't know what to call him?"

Qin Yun smiled lightly and said: "You're welcome, it's just a little effort, it doesn't matter what you call me."

After saying that, he prepared to return to his seat.

The old man wanted to continue talking, but at this time, the bald man who had been slapped by Qin Yun came over.

He came to Qin Yun with an angry face and scolded: "Boy, stop the hell! You've been hit by labor, and you just want to let it go?"

Qin Yun looked at the bald man blocking him and narrowed his eyes: "Get away!"

The bald man, who was already filled with anger, became even more furious when he heard these words: "I think you are looking for death!"

As he said that, he waved his fist and hit Qin Yun.

When the passengers around him saw this, they stepped back one after another, as if they were afraid of causing harm to Chi Yu.

The crew chief was also frightened and his face tightened, and he quickly called the police.

Even the old man shouted stop!

However, the bald man was so angry at the moment, why should he care about that?

Just when his punch was less than half a meter away from Qin Yun, Qin Yun's face darkened and he kicked him out.

"Boom!"

With a muffled sound, the bald man didn't even see how Qin Yun made his move. He flew backwards several meters away and hit the partition door connecting the economy class cabin before stopping.

"Ow!!"

Immediately afterwards, the bald man let out a painful wail, clutching his stomach and curling up on the ground with a face as red as a prawn. At this time, he felt that his intestines were so painful that they were almost mixed together.

"!!!"

The people around looked at this incredible scene and their eyes widened.

Qin Yun looked at the bald man impatiently and said, "Seeking death!"

After saying that, he went back to his seat, closed his eyes and continued to relax, ignoring the surprised looks around him.

The bald man took a long time to regain his composure. He stood up staggeringly, looked in the direction of Qin Yun and roared: "Boy, if you dare to hit me, you are finished. I am the deputy general manager of Shengteng Group. Wait. When you get off the plane, I'll tell you to walk around because you can't eat anything!"

Although he shouted loudly, he didn't dare to step forward anymore. This kid was obviously a practicing practitioner, and he would only suffer a loss if he stepped forward.

Faced with the bald man's shouting, Qin Yun ignored him from beginning to end, put on his headphones and fell asleep.

Although the bald man was disgusting, the steward still took him to the lounge and briefly treated the wound.

The rest of the people also shook their heads with regretful expressions and returned to their seats. The old man glanced in Qin Yun's direction, smiled thoughtfully, and sat down.

The rest of the journey was quiet. Except for some stewardesses who came to Qin Yun to ask if they needed anything, no one dared to disturb him.

What's strange is that in just a few hours of flight, these stewardesses actually came to Qin Yun three or four times in turn, and almost every stewardess came once.

Qin Yun was a little helpless after being asked, so he could only order a glass of water to dismiss them.But what made Qin Yun dumbfounded was that when the stewardess brought him water, she actually gave him a small note with several contact information on it. Needless to say, it must have been the stewardesses in the flight attendant team who gave it to him.

However, Qin Yun didn't take it seriously. He took the note and just glanced at it before crumpling it into a ball and throwing it into the trash can.

When the flight attendants who had been observing in the dark saw this scene, they sighed in disappointment. Such a handsome, capable and loving boy had no chance with them.

The time soon came to six o'clock in the afternoon, the long-lost radio sound sounded again, and finally arrived at the border of Qingzhou.

As the cabin door slowly opened, passengers began to get off the plane one after another. Qin Yun moved slowly with the crowd.

And just when he got off the plane and was about to meet Tang Xiaotian, the bald man rushed out again, grabbed Qin Yun's arm and said angrily:

"Boy, don't leave, our business is not over yet!"