The plane rose smoothly into the stratosphere, and Wu Hong finally felt relieved. Although he did not like the Japanese people, their serious and responsible attitude towards work was embarrassing. Especially when Wu Hong brought Leng Xinmeng dressed up in disguise

When he passed the security check, his heart was in his throat. In the end, the false identity that Megumi Fukada created for Leng Xinmeng was perfect and he passed the security check without any danger.

Leng Xinmeng sat indifferently by the window, Wu Hong was in the middle, and Mu Tiantian sat on the other side of him thoughtfully. The stewardesses walking back and forth in the cabin made Wu Honglian look at them more than the two beauties around him.

All my thoughts are lacking.

But with Leng Xinmeng watching with cold eyes, Mu Tiantian was somewhat reluctant to let go. The two of them talked casually, stopped talking, and put on blindfolds to rest together.

Wu Hong suddenly felt a slight panic in the cabin. After taking off his blindfold, he first sensed it with his spiritual consciousness and confirmed that it was nothing serious, and then he felt relieved. After all, the strange experience of encountering terrorists was only a small probability event.

You can't be met by him all the time.

After laughing at themselves, the sweet voice of the flight attendant came from the radio. Mu Tiantian and Leng Xinmeng woke up one after another and looked back. After understanding the general situation, Leng Xinmeng glanced at Wu Hong with a strange expression and sat down.

After coming down, Mu Tiantian said hesitantly: "It seems that someone fainted. It looks like the situation is serious~"

At this time, the flight attendant's urgent voice on the radio had just finished speaking. Wu Hong was still sitting still, thinking to wait and see what would happen. After all, this trip was not a peaceful one, and if the Yamaguchi-gumi's attention was attracted, it would probably cause complications.

Sure enough, soon a Japanese man who was meticulously dressed and wearing gold-rimmed glasses walked over. Under the arrangement of the flight attendant, he came into contact with the unconscious patient who had fallen to the ground. The man squatted down and checked for a moment, and then communicated with the flight attendant in rapid Japanese.

After talking for a while, the stewardess became even more excited, and the coma patient, a young man, who might be a relative of the patient, finally became a little excited.

All the incoherent pleas fell into Wu Hong's ears. Amidst the constant soothing sounds of the stewardess, the young man not only did not relax, but became more urgent. Later, his voice was a little high and authentic: "Please. Please."

.We must save Mr. Dekang...please..."

Mu Tiantian has been paying attention to the situation over there. At this moment, she asked doubtfully: "Hey, how can this Japanese speak Chinese?"

The stewardess's urgent announcement came over the radio again. Wu Hong shook his head and sighed. Finally he stood up. Mu Tiantian's cute face was filled with joy. She was already standing beside him like a virtuous assistant, guiding Wu Hong to the patient.

Go.

At this moment, the flight attendant who was maintaining order came forward and said to Mu Tiantian: "Madam, please go back to your seat. The patient needs help from the doctor, please don't disturb him at this time."

Mu Tiantian smiled sweetly. She didn't understand Japanese, so she turned sideways and pointed at Wu Hong a few times. The stewardess still looked confused. Wu Hongyan explained a few words briefly and concisely, and was invited over by the doubtful stewardess.

.

The comatose patient is an old Japanese man, well-dressed, with short gray hair that exudes a shrewd and capable look. However, the sudden coma made his face extremely pale, and coupled with the disordered aura in his body, his facial muscles trembled from time to time.

It beat a few times, which was very alarming. The breath from the nose was very weak and gentle, and it seemed that there were indeed signs of sudden death.

"Are you Chinese?" Wu Hong initially figured out the situation and did not start diagnosis and treatment immediately. Instead, he turned to the young man who had asked for help earlier.

The sadness on the young man's face did not seem to be fake. When he saw Wu Hong coming, a touch of unrealistic hope had already arisen in his heart. But at this moment, Wu Hong raised this question, which surprised him.

"Yes, my Chinese name is Qiu Zhenwei, and I have been in Japan for ten years. What's your surname, sir? Mr. Dekang, he..." The young man introduced himself briefly, and then eagerly changed the topic to the patient.

Wu Hong frowned slightly, then waved his hand and said, "I can try." After saying that, he squatted down and touched the abdomen of old man Dekang who was lying on his back.

"Hey, are you sure you understand Mr. Dekang's situation?"

Just when Wu Hong was about to take action, the man with gold-rimmed glasses who had been observing silently spoke.

Qiu Zhenwei quickly took advantage of the opportunity and said, "Mr. Wu, this is Nishino Zhou, a famous cardio-cerebral surgeon in Tokyo."

Nishino Zhou nodded slightly, pushed up his glasses and said: "Wu Sang, Mr. Dekang is facing sudden death and needs a tracheotomy. You can't touch him at will now."

Wu Hong raised his eyebrows, glanced at the hesitant Qiu Zhenwei, and then said: "Then Mr. Nishino, since you have determined the situation, why don't you do it yet?"

Nishino Zhou was very dissatisfied and said: "This Mr. Qiu is Mr. Dekan's attendant, and he does not agree with me doing this."

Qiu Zhenwei quickly added: "I know that tracheotomy is just a minor operation, but what Mr. Nishino means is that even if a tracheotomy is performed, it is unknown whether Mr. Dekang will wake up. So..."

Wu Hong yelled, ignoring Nishino Fune's obstruction, and stretched out his hand to Mr. Dekang's stomach and pressed harder. Mr. Dekang's face suddenly turned a sickly flush, and his facial muscles jumped several times in succession, but still

There was no sign of waking up.

Nishino Zhou frowned and said nothing in fear. Qiu Zhenwei and the flight attendants clenched their fists, fearing that Wu Hong would accidentally cause Mr. Dekang to die on the spot. After all, Mr. Dekang's sensitive identity was at stake.

There, if he really died suddenly on the plane, there would probably be a lot of trouble. Only Mu Tiantian was convinced that Wu Hong would be able to save this old Japanese man.

After pressing the stomach area, Wu Hong turned his palms into fingers and moved them to the epigastrium and sandalwood. He exerted force with both fingers at the same time and pressed more than ten times in quick succession. Mr. Dekang, who was in a coma, had his mouth bulging and seemed to be gushing.

out signs.

The onlookers were nervous and surprised. Even Nishino Zhou, who had always been skeptical, couldn't help but let out a sigh, which showed that Mr. Dekan's violent reaction was obviously a good sign.

However, the next scene was beyond everyone's expectations. Qiu Zhenwei and Nishino Zhou were shocked and angered by the crisp sound, and even the two or three stewardesses who were watching covered their mouths slightly in surprise.

Snap, snap!

After tapping the two large acupuncture points of the stomach and Tanzhong, Wu Hong took lightning action, opened his bow from left to right, and slapped the old man Dekang's face twice. The crisp sound fell into the ears of everyone in the cabin, which made people really unable to grasp it.

These two palms are associated with healing and saving lives.

"Hey, what are you doing? Why are you so disrespectful to the patient?" Nishino Zhou was the first to attack. Qiu Zhenwei wanted to say something, but he didn't know what to say. Could it be that the confident young man in front of him was a liar and tricked him into Japan?

But the next moment, a stream of thick phlegm splashed out, and accidentally sprayed on Nishino Zhou's forehead. Mr. Dekan, who had been unconscious until now, let out a hum and opened his eyes.

Qiu Zhenwei was the first to discover it. He was extremely happy and said: "Mr. Dekang, you are finally awake!"

Nishino Fusagi was so surprised that he couldn't even wipe the disgusting phlegm from his forehead.

Wu Hong stood up and said to the expressive flight attendant: "Give him a glass of water." After saying that, he left. He even turned a deaf ear to Qiu Zhenwei's greeting. As for Nishino Fusagi, who was hurriedly wiping away phlegm, he was even too lazy to pay attention.

Wu Hong, who had saved someone's life, returned to his seat as if nothing had happened. There was nothing professional about his rescuing method just now. Even Nishino Fune had fooled him, so it shouldn't cause any trouble.

Attention from those who care.

Mu Tiantian was in high spirits, as if she was rescuing people herself, and pulled Wu Hong to ask him the reason for saving people. Wu Hong refused to say anything, and Leng Xinmeng was not interested in his arrogance. In the end, Mu Tiantian had no choice but to

I struggled to suppress my curiosity and chatted with the stewardess who was a hundred times more enthusiastic.

It’s just that the conversation between Mu Tiantian and the Japanese stewardess was really painful. The two danced and gestured with the pronunciation of Chinese characters and communicated with difficulty. Because of Mr. Dekang’s rescue, the stewardess on the plane immediately treated Wu Hong and the others as VIPs. In

After Wu Hong declined the arrangement to move to business class, the flight attendants enthusiastically brought a variety of drinks, food and even thoughtful items.

Although it made no sense to the passengers around him, Wu Hong had some taboos about such differential treatment. So he sent the stewardess away with words, leaving Mu Tiantian, who was still lingering, pouting her little mouth angrily, which was really cute.

Not long after, Nishino Zhou came over with a flattering look and expressed that he wanted to have an in-depth discussion with Wu Hong. Wu Hong waved his hand and rejected him lightly, which made him very unwilling. In the end, he had to take out his business card and work hard.

The earth was put into Mu Tiantian's hands, who either accepted it or didn't accept it, and then turned and left.

At this time, Mu Tiantian seemed to understand Wu Hong's distress, because the real person who suffered the matter appeared.

Mr. Dekang, who had just regained his mobility, came over with the support of Qiu Zhenwei and the stewardess. Qiu Zhenwei saw the impatient expression on Wu Hong's face and quickly explained: "Mr. Wu, I explained to Mr. Dekang that he

You need to rest like this and shouldn't be too active. But he insists on coming over to thank you in person... do you think?"

Even if Wu Hong wanted to keep a low profile, he couldn't do so at this moment. He waved his hand and said, "This activity doesn't matter."

Mr. Dekang broke away from the support of the stewardess and Qiu Zhenwei, and bowed ninety degrees to Wu Hong, gushing words of thanks. At this time, Qiu Zhenwei acted like a follower, and bowed to Wu Hong with Mr. Dekang.

And explained Mr. Dekang's words to Wu Hong.

He had no choice but to give Mr. Dekang and Qiu Zhenwei a few perfunctory words before asking them to leave. Wu Hong, who remained calm, suddenly had some inspiration in his heart, but Leng Xinmeng said inexplicably: "Jingshang Consortium is very powerful in Japan.

Fork? Why should we accept their arrangement?"

Wu Hong said calmly: "The third among the top ten consortiums, it can only be regarded as an average one. However, this consortium has something to do with the goal of our trip."

Wu Hong did not expect that his unintentional rescue would lead to this opportunity. It seems that it is no longer a problem to get Tianjing Co., Ltd. to admit its mistakes. Thinking of the relationship between Qiu Zhenwei and Mr. Dekang, Wu Hong has a new idea.

ideas and blueprints.
Chapter completed!