Madam is a rebel, please surrender quickly

The guess just flashed through my mind.

Su Zhixing immediately thought that this video was taken by Qiao Chi back then, but she didn't expect that he still kept it.

He must be trying hard to bring her and Qiao Yichen together.

But he may not understand that a broken marriage is like a sickness.

Once some lesions are formed, they are irreversible. Even after the disease is cured, the lesions are still there and may recur at any time.

In short, a broken mirror cannot be mended.

At this moment, Su Zhixing heard the anxious voice of the stewardess coming from the radio:

"Emergency call! An old man has an emergency and needs a doctor's help! If you are a doctor, please contact us immediately! Time is of the essence, thank you very much!"

The stewardess's urgent calls caused a lot of discussion among the passengers on the plane.

"It sounds like he's an elderly person. Most likely he had a heart attack or a stroke. It's very serious."

"Yes, the plane must find a place to land and take the patient to the ground for medical treatment."

"Won't our trip be delayed? We should ask the doctor on the plane to deal with it quickly so as not to delay our trip."

Su Zhixing frowned. Human life was at stake, so she definitely couldn't take care of the schedule.

At this time, it is best to contact the ground for rescue and make an emergency landing.

At the same time, medical staff on the plane must also provide emergency treatment to the patients.

Just as Su Zhixing was about to step forward, a passenger pointed at a boy who was also sitting in the business class.

"He's a top student at the Medical University, he can do it!"

Su Zhixing also looked at the boy.

The boy looks immature, but he is dressed in luxury brands from head to toe, even the small cufflinks are limited edition.

It seems that his family is well off.

It turned out that it was the medical university badge pinned on his chest that betrayed his student identity.

The boy waved his hands and said, "I'm just a junior, not a doctor yet."

But the passengers still insisted on blackmailing him morally.

"Medical students are better than ordinary people like us who know nothing. This is a matter of life and death. If you have medical ethics, you can't hide away! Go now."

"That's right. It's a doctor's duty to save lives and heal the wounded. Wouldn't it be worthy of your future career as a doctor if you don't stand up now?"

"You have wealthy families, so studying medicine isn't just for gilding your image, right? You don't actually know anything else."

The boy was quite shy and was embarrassed when he was attacked by the passengers. He said, "We have never been to a hospital for internship before."

How could the passengers understand so many medical issues? They kept talking to each other.

"Don't make things difficult for him. He is doing the right thing."

Su Zhixing couldn't bear to watch it anymore, so she stood up and spoke up for the boy.

"Medical students learn textbook knowledge during their five years of undergraduate study, and after graduation they have to undergo three years of internship and training in a hospital before they can have practical skills. Therefore, it takes at least eight years for an average medical student to be able to truly treat patients."

"What's more, we are facing a very dangerous and urgent disease now. As a doctor, we must be very careful and do what we can. We must not be too ambitious, otherwise we will delay the treatment of the patient."

The boy nodded gratefully to Su Zhixing, "Thank you, Miss, you know a lot about medical students."

"You're welcome. I'm just telling the truth."

As Su Zhixing was speaking, she was about to go check on the old gentleman when a gentle voice rang out.

"I'm a Chinese medicine practitioner. Let me take a look! Please don't embarrass this little brother."

Su Zhixing was surprised to hear the familiar voice.

Su Yan is also on this flight?

Is she so brave this time?

You know, Chinese medicine is indeed weaker than Western medicine in terms of first aid and cannot produce immediate results like Western medicine.

Su Yan was able to stand up in time, and Su Zhixing looked at her with admiration.

But soon, Su Zhixing discovered that it was not the case.

Su Yan was wearing a smart suit and had a confident and decent smile.

"I am the descendant of a medical family. You can rest assured that I will do my best to save the patient."

As she spoke, she smiled sweetly at the boy in a very friendly manner.

"Don't worry, little brother. I'm here, nothing will happen."

Su Yan appears to be serious on the surface, but is actually flattering and fawning.

Su Zhixing's arms were covered with a dense layer of pink goose bumps.

It seems that this boy has an unusual status, and Su Yan is just choosing the right dish for him.

The passengers also praised Su Yan.

"This girl is so brave. Chinese medicine can save lives. It's amazing!"

"At the critical moment, it is still the girl who takes responsibility. She is worthy of being the heir of a medical family."

"Thank you for the compliments. I will try my best."

A hint of pride appeared at the corner of Su Yan's eyes. She recognized that the boy was the only son of the Jin family.

If she could win his favor and take the opportunity to win over the Jin family, it would be easier for her to rise to the top in the future.

Su Yan walked towards the patient gracefully, and Su Zhixing quickly followed.

The flight attendant who was performing first aid measures saw the doctors coming and immediately gave up her space to them and did not allow others to disturb them.

But the old man's condition is indeed not optimistic.

His face was as pale as paper, his lips were purple, and every breath he took seemed to take up all his strength.

"It's a sudden heart attack. Have you taken the heart pills?"

The flight attendant nodded. "We gave them heart-saving pills and took emergency measures, but the oxygen machine suddenly broke down and couldn't be used."

"Let me do it. I can use acupuncture to relieve the patient's condition, and then you can send him to the doctor in time."

As Su Yan spoke, she took out a set of silver needles and started to work.

Su Zhixing felt relieved when she saw that there was nothing wrong with her acupuncture skills.

She asked the flight attendant, "Let me see the oxygen machine. Maybe it can be fixed and it can be of great help to the old gentleman."

"Okay, I'll get it." The flight attendant turned and left.

Su Zhixing was just about to go over and take a look.

Suddenly, the old man's condition worsened sharply and his breathing became more rapid.

His pupils were dilated and out of focus, as if the light of life was rapidly fading away.

Su Yan was suddenly panicked and at a loss as to what to do.

How come she accidentally pierced the wrong acupuncture point just now?

I regret it so much! She shouldn't have been so stupid as to stand out and show off.

The old man was seriously ill and would have died anyway, but his death at her hands would have a huge impact on her reputation.

No, if she ruined the Su family's reputation, her father would scold her to death, and she would never be able to gain a foothold in the medical field again.

Seeing the patient's vital signs becoming increasingly weak, Su Yan's fingers holding the silver needle trembled uncontrollably and she was sweating profusely.

The patient was dying, but died in her hands?

Did anyone see it?

She turned her eyes to the side and her gaze fell on Su Zhixing who had just walked one meter away.

There were only her and Su Zhixing here, and Su Zhixing had her back to her, so no one knew what she had done.

A vicious thought sprouted in her heart.

If Su Zhixing doesn't go to hell, who will?

Anyway, only God, the earth, and she know it, and no one else knows it.

In short, she is the only heir of a distinguished medical family, and she must not get involved in any medical accidents...