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Chapter 365: Song An

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"Why are you the only one here, Fatty and the others?"

On the plane, Ye Zichen sat near the window. Next to him is Gou Yuzhan with a lollipop in his mouth. I don't know since when, this person has been habitually following him.

"Brother Fatty and Sister Lu Lu said they had something to do, let me escort you back to Bingcheng safely."

Gou Yuzhan licked the lollipop and answered vaguely, Ye Zichen rolled his eyes speechlessly.

Among them, Gou Yuzhan was obviously the oldest, and he actually called them brother and sister. Of course this is only superficial. According to real age...

Maybe Fatty Yin and Lu Lu were descended from his ancestors.

Inexplicably, he glanced at the Gou Yuzhan who kept licking lollipops. At that time, the fortune-teller in the fortune-telling room had told him that this kid would be his lucky general.

But looking at him like this... he doesn't look like a lucky general.

Besides, if he really believed it, wouldn't it mean that Sun Yige would be his enemy.

Shaking his head vigorously, it is better not to care too much about the divination.

"Boss Ye, what's the matter with you?" Gou Yuzhan was reluctant to take out the lollipop even when he was talking, which made Ye Yechen complain for a while...

How could it be true.

"It's nothing, your neck hurts, eat your lollipop!"

"okay!"

The plane also departed at this time, and Gou Yuzhan only cared about eating candy and did not speak. Ye Zichen felt a little tired after sitting for a while, ready to rest...

At this moment, a broadcast sounded in the cabin.

"Friends of the passengers on the flight, are there any doctors present? If there is trouble, please go to Cabin 3, where a passenger suddenly fainted..."

"Friends of passengers on the flight..."

This news was broadcast three times, and Ye Zichen squinted his eyes and wanted to ignore it.

"Forget it, go have a look. If there is a doctor, don't take action. If there is no doctor, you should accumulate virtue for yourself."

Raising his eyebrows, Ye Zichen left his seat and walked to the flight attendant in the cabin.

"Take me to cabin three!"

Cabin No. 3 is first class, and the range in the cabin is extremely large. A middle-aged man was lying flat on the ground.

In front of him stood a girl with a better face, looking at the man on the ground anxiously.

"Rain Poetry!"

When Ye Zichen saw the girl in front of him, he was stunned for a moment, and then he lowered his head and looked at the man on the ground. At this time, it was Yang Zhen.

"I told him a long time ago that he was going to have a full body examination, but he didn't listen..."

With a sigh in his heart, Yang Zhenneng's current fate is obviously because he did not listen to Ye Zichen's warning, otherwise he would not have rashly come to take the plane...

At this time, in front of Yang Zhen, there was a man with golden glasses crouching on the ground to check his condition. Judging from his movements, he was not particularly unfamiliar, he should be someone who studied medicine.

"Zichen!"

A look of surprise also appeared on Yang Yushi's face, and then a deep worry appeared in her eyes.

"Look at how my dad is doing."

Although Yang Zhen's actions are very arbitrary, no matter what, he is also Yang Yushi's father, so Yang Yushi can't not be worried.

"Don't you have someone!" Ye Zichen shrugged, and Yang Yushi suddenly said anxiously, "I believe in you, please help my dad to see!"

She is well aware of Ye Zichen's medical skills. When she encountered such a dangerous situation, she could be brought back to life under his hands, and she would definitely be able to treat his father with ease.

"Beauty, you can't believe me when you say that?" The man squatting on the ground stood up, his eyebrows a little unhappy.

"No, you misunderstood."

Yang Yushi smiled apologetically, the man was not entangled with him, but turned his attention to Ye Zichen...

"Doctor? Look at your age... at most a medical university student!"

Strong hostility emanated from the man, Ye Zichen shrugged noncommittally, and the man smiled disdainfully.

"I want to call myself a doctor even if I haven't finished my professional class. Let me introduce myself, Song An!"

The man showed a touch of arrogance when introducing his name, and many passengers around him widened their eyes after hearing his name.

Song An's name, Ye Zichen, has also heard a little...

Master's degree from the American Academy of Medicine, and has won numerous awards in the medical field.

It is rumored that he is the last person in China who may win the Nobel Prize in Medicine, but he immigrated to the United States six months ago.

"Tsk tsk, Doctor Song, you have long admired your name!" Ye Zichen smiled lightly, but there was no hint of long admiration in that tone.

Song An could naturally hear the tone that was neither yin nor yang, but he just smiled disdainfully, and said in a tone of elders educating juniors.

"Don't think that you are a doctor after a few years of schooling before you leave school. Even if you graduate to school and get involved in attending... That's the way it is. Human life is not as simple as you think, if I wasn't there. If so, maybe your self-righteousness will cost a life."

"Senior Song said yes." Ye Zichen smiled faintly, and immediately shrugged, "But as a doctor, should you put the treatment and saving people first? The patient is lying in front of you, and you still have time to follow along. It's useless for me to talk about this? Time is life, don't you know that the patient is at the juncture of life and death at this time?"

Song An's face was red when Ye Zichen's words were spoken, he breathed a sigh of relief, and immediately raised his eyebrows and smiled.

"You're right, but I have a general understanding of the patient's condition..."

"Then why don't you hurry up?" Ye Zichen said helplessly, "Saving people is like putting out a fire. If you want to flirt with your sister, can you wait until the person is cured?"

"hehe… "

Song An smiled indifferently, turned her head and said to Yang Yushi.

"Miss Yang, your father's condition is not particularly serious. He will recover as before when I press him a few times."

"massage."

Ye Zichen frowned, but he knew very well that Yang Zhen's condition could not be improved by massage.

"Do you think it's going to be too much trouble? Look at it, just take advantage of it now to teach you a lesson!"

Song An smiled resolutely, and without hesitation, his thumb moved towards Yang Zhen's Shenting acupoint.

"Wait a minute!" Ye Zichen frowned and said, "You... want to press his Shenting acupoint?"

"You can tell? Not bad, but the basic skills are solid." Although Song An didn't answer directly, it was revealed in his words that he really wanted to press the Shenting point.

"Didn't you notice that the patient's neck is a little red and his arms are a little swollen?" Ye Zichen raised his eyebrows and said, "What if you do something wrong?"

"Young man, I've won more awards than you've seen. In the medical field, my words are authority, and if something goes wrong, I'm fully responsible!"

As soon as the voice fell, Song An pressed down on Shenting Point without hesitation.