During the flight, Shangguan Xue kept wearing earmuffs and earplugs to supplement beauty sleep, while Ji Lin read the newspaper to pass the time.

The first class cabin is already relatively spacious, but it seems that because of the late weather, it seems a little sparse and there are many empty seats.

"Elder Li, Elder Li." Suddenly, the anxious voice in front of him caught Ji Lin's attention.

Following the prestige, Ji Lin found that there was a gray-haired old man who was lying on the sofa chair foaming at the mouth.

On the side was a middle-aged man who looked like a private doctor, sweating on his forehead and looking anxious.

"Quick...... Hurry up and make an emergency landing at the airport, Li Lao is almost gone, speed!" The middle-aged man let out a sad and angry roar at the flight attendant.

"Right...... No, sir, the plane can't land in the middle of the flight. ”

"And we're experiencing a whirlpool of air ahead, and even if we want to land in a short time, we won't be able to land."

The stewardess was a little dazed and hurriedly explained.

Those who can fly in the first class of this high-class airliner are generally very energetic people.

Although the old man was dying, he let the stewardess, who had already trained a pair of fiery eyes, see at a glance that she was a master.

With such a distinguished guest, the flight attendant naturally did not dare to offend, but she was helpless about this situation.

After all, while this first-class cabin is expensive, it is not yet extravagant enough to have a random doctor.

And even if it is equipped, it seems that the level is not as good as the Western doctor next to the old man.

"Sir, don't worry, we have fed back the situation to the main station, and we will actively make a forced landing at the nearest airport."

"It is expected that the landing will be successful in half an hour, but the doctor will already be at the landing site to give emergency treatment to the old gentleman."

The stewardess walked over and said apologetically.

It is not a long time to get from Shudi International Airport to Xiangjiang International Airport, only three hours.

Now the plane has taken off for an hour, and it is still two hours away from Xiangjiang.

It can be said that the entire passenger plane made an emergency landing in advance because of the old man, which is already a very good result.

But the question is, judging from the old man's current situation, can he really hold out for half an hour?

“FUCK！” The middle-aged man was furious, but helpless.

"Brother Ji, why don't you go and help that old gentleman?"

Shangguan Xue, who woke up from her slumber, asked tentatively.

"I'm not a doctor, how can you be sure I can save him?"

Ji Lin was a little curious, and looked at Shangguan Xue suspiciously.

"I don't know why, but I don't think there's anything you can't do if you want to."

Shangguan Xue smiled slightly, and a smile seemed to be able to captivate the city.

"Okay, I'll save him." Ji Lin nodded, got up and walked over.

Birth, old age, sickness and death, these are the four "constants" of life.

The so-called "usual" is naturally a very ordinary and ordinary meaning, no matter how gorgeous you are, you can't avoid it.

Of course, a thousand-year-old demon is a special case.

This old man's situation is actually more complicated, even if Ji Lin makes a move, he won't have a few years to live.

"This old gentleman should have returned from abroad, and then he was in a hurry to transfer to Xiangjiang, right?" Ji Lin patted the middle-aged man on the shoulder with a smile on his face.

"Yes, that's right, you...... What do you want to do? The middle-aged man looked at Ji Lin vigilantly and protected the old man behind him.

"The old gentleman is tired of traveling, because of the long time in the air, plus he has an old problem that has not healed for decades, and the autumn rain tonight."

"That's why he will have the inner yin energy, which cannot be diverged outward, and the external yang energy cannot return inward."

"In Chinese medicine, this condition is called corpse syncope."

Ji Lin's tone of voice was not loud, but he said it in an orderly manner, and he seemed to be very professional.

Shangguan Xue's beautiful eyes lit up when she saw this scene, and she suddenly felt that Ji Lin should be able to cure the old man's illness.

"What bullshit yin and yang? Western medicine is the most advanced medicine in the world, and Chinese medicine is nothing more than a backward and obsolete feudal superstition. The middle-aged man looked disdainful.

As a well-known Chinese-American Western doctor in the United States, Bruce Zhang has been studying Western medicine for more than 30 years, and the most annoying thing in his life is that someone mentions Chinese medicine in front of him.

As a scientist who grew up in the United States and swore to defend the interests of the United States for life in 13 red and white blue star chess, Bruce Zhang hated Chinese medicine the most in his life.

In Bruce Zhang's view, Chinese medicine is purely feudal dross.

What acupuncture, what Yellow Emperor's internal meridians, what yin and yang two qi, Ren Du two veins, all of them are nonsense.

What, you say that yin and yang exist? Okay, can you put me in a test tube and let me do an experiment?

What, you said to open up the second vein of Ren and Du? Please, this is not Mr. Cha's martial arts world, why are so many clinical trials not in the second pulse of Ren Du?

As for the Emperor's Internal Scripture, Bruce Zhang felt that it was even more nonsense.

Good medical skills, actually related to the cultivation of immortals, what is the unity of heaven and man, you are a doctor is theology?

In fact, Bruce Zhang's idea, whether overseas or in the Central Plains, has a small number of people who think so.

And this group can probably be divided into two types of people.

The first type of people are a small group of young people in the new era, who grew up watching American dramas, have never been influenced by traditional culture, and have no ability to distinguish.

Such a person, if properly guided, can completely correct his point of view, that the moon in a foreign country is not necessarily rounder than in his homeland.

Home, no matter how bad it is, it is also your own warm nest, and no matter how good other people's things are, they are also someone else's.

No matter how much you want to integrate into other people's circles, "if you are not of my race, their hearts will be different", these eight words left by the ancestors are still very revealing.

The second type of people are a small group of people who have accepted advanced Western civilization, and some of them have forgotten their "roots" under the influence of the ideas of "self", "self", "independence" and "independence".

A person without "roots" is destined to only go with the flow like duckweed, and Bruce Zhang is such a person.

"Bruce Zhang, let him try." Just as Bruce Zhang was preparing to reprimand Ji Lin for pretending to be a ghost, the old man's angry voice came.

At this moment, the old man had stopped struggling, and his originally 'red' and 'run' face was pale, giving people the feeling that he had run out of oil and was about to step into the ghost gate.

"Mr. Zhang, why don't you let Brother Ji try it, otherwise judging from this old gentleman's condition, it will be difficult for him to hold on until the moment the plane makes a forced landing." Shangguan Xue came over and persuaded.

"This ......" Hearing this, Bruce Zhang hesitated.

"Okay, you can try it, but if my master has any three advantages and two shortcomings, you are ready to go to prison." Seeing that the old man's breath was getting weaker and weaker, Bruce Zhang nodded helplessly.

In front of everyone's eyes, Ji Lin took out a few silver needles from his arms and quickly pierced the old man's head, and then the old man helped him up and slapped the old man on the back.

"You bastard!" This scene frightened Bruce's soul away, the old man was already weak, how dare you use such a big force?