The Invincible Mercenary King

Chapter 687

enger in the economy class is having difficulty breathing and urgently needs a doctor!”

Abendant sounded anxious and panicked, and she consecutively repeated it thrice.

owned slightly and thought for a while. In the end, he stood up and walked toward economy class.

arefuls Reign said.

o you want me to go with you? I have medicine in my pocket, Yvonne asked.

No need I have the silver needle with me. I don’t need any medicine.”

Without looking back, Haylan waved at the two women and walked from business class to economy class.

There was a patient, a middle–aged man, sitting in his seat with an oxygen mask on, continuously inhaling oxygen

Two flight attendants and two men surrounded him. They looked anxious and panicked.

“How could this happen? He’s inhaled oxygen but still not recovered yet?” One of the men looked solemn.

The other man looked at the middle–aged woman beside the patient. “Madam, I’m Dr. Steinberg. He’s your husband, is he?

Does he have heart disease?”

The middle–aged woman quickly shook her head and said, “He’s usually very healthy and doesn’t have an illness. Doctor, I- beg you, please save him.”

“No illness? How did you get into this?”

Dr. Steinberg frowned and asked for a stethoscope from the air stewardess. He listened carefully to the patient’s heartbeat and the sound of his lung’s breathing. His brows furrowed even more deeply. “The heartbeat sounds are distant, and the breathing sounds are weak. This is either a lung disease or a heart disease.”

at the patient, closely observing

breathing was shallow and rapid, his lips appeared bluish, and his gaze was unfocused. It clearly

sufficient oxygen supply, and his breathing was rapid.

worried glances. They were confused and unsure.

was the first time they were treating a patient on a plane. Moreover, they only had a stethoscope without other tools. Facing this middle–aged man’s breathing condition, they were baffled and unsure of what to

mouth. His facial expression contorted in agony, and he muttered, “Help, help me!

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stop breathing at any moment. Seeing the husband’s condition, the middle–aged

worried glances but could

could only watch anxiously and dared not say a

walked over. Then he said calmly, “I thought it was a

frowned slightly and sized

“I suppose so.”

looked calm. He walked over, then removed the

Dr. Steinberg

oxygen now. However, Haylan removed the

plane and turned to

this, Dr. Steinberg

if

reshare farther. He will die when the carbon dioreide

bed place bag them a passenger’s hand. He then covered the

car v

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duster were instantly furious. They hurriedly came over and warded is

went

the patent that the entering from difficulty breathing. Wouldn’t Haylan

thetic big?

signs of suffocation. It was as if

of the middle–aged woman, Dr. Steinberg, and the