Urban Immortal Lord

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No matter how much artificial respiration Xu Ming performed, the patient showed no improvement whatsoever, and the condition continued to worsen, seemingly on the verge of suffocation and death.

Seeing this, Xia Tian no longer hesitated. He took a step forward, reached out and pulled Xu Ming away, then bent down, placed his left hand on the patient's back and his right hand on the patient's chest.

It has to be said that Xu Ming had made a good plan. Xia Tian took over the patient from him, which meant that if the patient had an accident, Xia Tian would bear the main responsibility. Why should he bother with this?

Xia Tian completely ignored Xu Ming's words and calmly patted the patient's back a few times in front of everyone, then gently stroked the patient's chest for a while.

Suddenly!

The old man, whose face had turned bright red and who was almost suffocating, gradually returned to normal, his breathing became smooth, and he looked very peaceful.

Immediately afterwards, the old man suddenly opened his mouth wide and spat out some leftover food and other foreign objects. Whether unintentionally or intentionally, the leftover food and other foreign objects sprayed onto Xu Ming's body, making him smell bad.

Everyone looked at Xu Ming with disgust, wishing they could stay as far away as possible.

Seeing this, Xia Tian's lips curled into a faint smile. This was, of course, intentional, to disgust Xu Ming.

It was because of this guy's misdiagnosis that a life was almost lost, and Xia Tian didn't mind giving him a small punishment as a warning.

After doing all this, Xia Tian stepped aside. At this moment, the old man slowly opened his eyes, clearly gradually returning to normal. He glanced at everyone with his aged eyes, then looked at Xu Ming, who was covered in dirt, and showed a hint of gratitude, saying, "Thank you very much, doctor, for saving my life. I am deeply grateful."

Because Xu Ming still had the stethoscope on his body, the old man regarded Xu Ming as his savior, and his eyes were filled with deep gratitude.

"Uh." Xu Ming was taken aback by the sight and looked somewhat embarrassed. He then took a deep breath and said seriously, "Sir, there's no need for such formalities. As a doctor, this is what I should do."

Before he could finish speaking, the first flight attendant couldn't help but interject, "Grandpa, you've thanked the wrong person. The person you're thanking isn't him, it's the young man next to him."

As she spoke, the flight attendant pointed at Xia Tian. Following the direction of her finger, the old man slowly looked at Xia Tian and couldn't help but wonder how this young man, who looked no more than eighteen years old and seemed to be a student, could know how to cure diseases and save lives.

However, the old man showed no sign of distress. Instead, he stood up, bowed deeply to Xia Tian, ​​and said, "Little fellow, did you save me?"

Seeing this, Xia Tian said calmly, "Everyone witnessed what just happened, so I won't say anything more. However, I have something to remind you, sir: in the future, be careful not to eat foods that are difficult to digest. Not only are they bad for your stomach, but you might also choke on them if you're not careful..."

"Yes, grandpa, if it weren't for this young man, you would probably have been tortured to death by this quack doctor. He diagnosed you with a heart attack and even gave you medication..." At this moment, the second flight attendant said from the side.

After listening to Xia Tian's words and the flight attendant's explanation, the old man was completely convinced that the young man in front of him had saved him. The old man was aware of his physical condition; he had never had a history of heart disease. This accident happened simply because he had choked on a nut while eating earlier and then lost consciousness.

"Thank you so much for saving my life, young doctor. My name is Peng Zhenquan, and I am the dean of the Traditional Chinese Medicine Department at W City University. Could you please tell me your name and contact information so that I can repay your kindness in the future?"

Peng Zhenquan bowed to Xia Tian once again and then expressed his gratitude.

Xia Tian was slightly surprised to see this, then shook his head and said, "My name is Xia Tian. Let's not contact each other. We'll meet again if we're meant to."

The old man claimed to be the dean of the Department of Traditional Chinese Medicine at W City University. If what the old man said was true, then he and Xia Tian were from the same school, except that Xia Tian was a student and the old man was the dean of the Department of Traditional Chinese Medicine!

After Xia Tian finished speaking, he left cabin number eight without looking back and went straight back to his seat in cabin number seven.

Peng Zhenquan stared at Xia Tian's departing figure, lost in thought for a long time, as if trying to memorize the boy's appearance.

As for Xu Ming, he had long since disappeared. When the two flight attendants revealed the fact that he had been misdiagnosed, he was too ashamed to stay there any longer.

Thus, the unexpected incident on the plane gradually subsided as summer passed.

Shortly after, an announcement came over the plane that it would land at Jinghai Airport in five minutes.

Summer couldn't help but feel a sense of anticipation, quietly waiting for the plane to land.

Five minutes later, the plane landed smoothly at Jinghai Airport, and after taxiing for a distance, it came to a stop.

It was already 5:10 p.m., and dusk was approaching.

At Hu Jiaxin's suggestion, the three of them checked into the Haitian Hotel, a five-star hotel in Jinghai City, that night!

Because the Haitian Hotel is a five-star hotel built on the inland coast of Jinghai City, it offers beach access and sea views at night. As a result, the price is much higher than that of a typical five-star hotel. A standard single room starts at 10,000 yuan per night.

Despite the high prices, many guests still book rooms.

When the three of them arrived at the Haitian Hotel in the summer, it was close to 7 p.m. Hu Jiaxin took their ID cards and booked three deluxe single rooms at the front desk. The price was 30,000 yuan per night, and the total cost was 90,000 yuan.

Because there were so many guests, the room numbers on the three room cards were not sequential: Xia Tian's room was on the ninth floor, Hu Jiaxin's room was on the twelfth floor, and Du Kexin's room was on the fifteenth floor.

Back in his room, Xia Tian took a shower and rested on the bed for a while. It has to be said that this five-star hotel had everything one could need. During this time, a waiter knocked on the door to deliver food, but Xia Tian refused. He was preparing to go to the beach to see the night view of the sea, bathe in the sand, have some barbecue, drink some beer, and enjoy a short period of leisurely life.