Chapter 795

Ye Feng's return to the capital, so that the God of thunder that there is no place to place the mind finally became a lot of peace, ate this period of time since he had the most secure meal.

After all, Ye Feng returned to the Courtyard Villa.

Although Jiang Yixue has "good relatives" to visit, they can't do anything, but they are extremely gentle.

The next morning, Ye Feng was driven to the airport by Uncle Li.

When he arrived, he saw that Raytheon was already at the gate of the airport. Seeing Ye Feng appear as scheduled, he made a gesture of "OK" to him. Then, like strangers, they walked into the security checkpoint.

Long Yan's base camp in the United States, no one knows if the airport has Longyan eyeliner.

Therefore, Ye Feng must keep such a distance from Thor to avoid the Dragon King finding out the truth.

After the security check, boarding is valuable. Ye Feng calls the ghost city owner again and asks him to take care of some girls in the dark. If he hears that someone from the local spirit sect enters the capital, he should also say hello to him.

Although the ghost city owner did not know what contradiction Ye Feng had with the local spirit sect, he did not hesitate to accept Ye Feng's request.

As far as he is concerned, as long as Ye Feng can make him break through his nature, let alone take care of a few girls and inquire about the activities and activities of the Earth Spirit sect, he will not hesitate to do so even if he is allowed to enter the gate of the sect.

It's not just him, any ancient warrior at the top of the sky would like to do this.

With the roar, the plane took off slowly and broke into the clouds.

Outside the plane, the sea of clouds billows and changes. Ye Feng can't help but wonder what kind of shock these people will be if they are made of flying swords in the future and flying for nine days.

And then, I can help Liu Feifei fulfill her birthday wish of becoming a bird and soaring in the sky.

Time passed quickly, and after a while, it was noon.

What can I do for you, sir

Lunch time arrived, the beautiful stewardess with a smile squatted on the Bank of Ye Feng's body, Wen Sheng inquired.

Hearing her voice, Ye Feng just woke up from the fantasy and turned to doubt: "what?"

"It's lunch time, sir. We have salad, pasta, steak, dessert and fresh fruit. What can I do for you?" The beautiful stewardess asked again.

When talking, the stewardess' eyes are a little blurred.

Although she is a westerner with standard western aesthetics, she is still deeply fascinated by the young man's face.

The sharp and angular cheek, sharp eyes, thick and dark eyebrows, straight nose tip, especially those black and white eyes, are more mysterious than those with blue and green pupil.

"Give me a bottle of mineral water."

Ye Feng didn't feel hungry and shook his head.

When the stewardess heard the speech, she took out a bottle of snowy mountain water from the dining car and handed it over.

And when Ye Feng catches the water bottle, a stewardess heart is about to ripple out thousands of ripples.

Slender, slender, slightly white but flexible, she could be sure that they were the most beautiful hands she had ever seen.

Such a face, such a hand, but it is a pity that such a man, with her, is destined to just brush past, and will never have the opportunity to meet again.

Are you a pianist, sir

After handing the water to Ye Feng, the stewardess can't help but ask Ye Feng again.

"What?" Ye Feng looks at the stewardess with some doubts and doesn't understand why she sends out such questions.

The stewardess opened her mouth and was just about to speak, but at this moment, a shrill cry came from the cabin behind.

At the moment of the sound, everyone turned their heads and looked at the cabin.

Hijacking!

Terrorists!

Then, an idea suddenly came to everyone's mind, and I couldn't help being flustered.

"Help, stewardess, come and help. My son's asthma is on..."

Then, a pair of blonde and blue eyed husband and wife suddenly cried out, and in their arms, there was a little boy with a pale face and breathing heavily.

It turns out that someone broke out with asthma

After hearing this, the restless crowd quieted down. Some continued to eat and others looked forward curiously.

And the stewardess also had no time to ask Ye Feng again. After finding a first-aid kit, she rushed to the sound.

After approaching, the stewardess quickly put on the oxygen mask for the little boy, hoping to ease the little boy's breathing through fresh oxygen.

But strangely, although wearing the oxygen mask, the little boy did not show any signs of improvement. His face became more pale than before, and the blood vessels under the skin also changed from cyan to dark purple, which was about to suffocate.

"Help him, help him..."

The blonde girl kneels on the ground, looking at the beautiful stewardess praying and mumbling."Don't worry, we will try to save him..."

Although the beautiful stewardess are constantly comforting the little boy's parents, there is a layer of bean sized sweat floating on her forehead.

According to the normal situation, asthma patients as long as the inhalation of oxygen will alleviate the disease, but the situation of young boys, obviously not so.

"Dear passengers, I'm sorry to disturb you. Now there is a child on the plane who has asthma. We need a doctor to help us. If any passenger is a doctor, please go to the middle of the cabin to help. If there is no doctor, for the sake of the safety of passengers, we will consider the choice of temporary stop at the nearest airport or return flight... "

At the same time, the purser also arrived at the scene of the accident. After knowing the situation, he immediately picked up the propaganda machine and announced the broadcast.

"Oh, how long will it take to fly half way to stop and return..."

"If you want to die, you can't find another place. You have to be on my plane..."

As the radio went down, many people's gloomy oaths rang out in the cabin.

Whether it's a temporary stop or a return, reconciling routes will waste a lot of time.

Ye Feng hears the sound, frowns slightly, gets up and walks toward the engine room.

"I'm a doctor!" But just as he was about to go to the scene of the accident, a middle-aged foreigner with silver hair and green eyes suddenly came out of the cabin behind him. After saying hello to the stewardess, he broke the little boy's eyes and looked at it. He frowned and said, "respiratory muscle fatigue, hypotension, arrhythmia, suspected severe asthma, I suggest that tracheotomy should be carried out immediately to establish artificial airway first aid."

Tracheotomy, establish artificial airway!

As soon as the middle-aged foreigner's voice fell, the purser and the beautiful stewardess looked at each other.

Is it too dangerous to operate on an airplane?

And if we can't stop the bleeding in time, even if the plane stops, the patient's life will be in danger, and there will be no safety guarantee.

"I'm the chief respiratory doctor at New York Presbyterian Hospital. I can't be wrong. It's the best treatment."

The middle-aged foreigner uttered his voice again.

The purser and the beautiful stewardess meet and are ready to make a decision.

"Let me see. I'm a doctor, too."

But at this time, along their back suddenly sounded a gentle Chinese male voice.

The beautiful stewardess looked back and saw Ye Feng immediately. She didn't know when she was behind her.

He's not a pianist, he's a doctor?!

And in the moment of listening to Ye Feng's words, the pretty stewardess face can't help but get a little hot.

Yes, the world has beautiful hands, not only pianists, but also doctors!