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.”

intently at the patient, closely observing his condition.

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

an oxygen mask with sufficient oxygen supply, and his breathing was rapid. How could he still be deprived of

Steinberg and the other doctor exchanged worried

Emergency Department doctors but physicians who usually treated patients in hospital wards. It was the first time they were treating a patient on a plane. Moreover, they only had a stethoscope without other

out sounds of immense pain from his mouth. His facial expression contorted in agony, and he muttered, “Help, help me! I felt not

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say a word but kept breathing rapidly as if he would stop breathing at any moment. Seeing the husband’s condition, the

glances but

two flight attendants were even more helpless. They could only watch anxiously and dared not say a word.

patient was about to die, Haylan walked over. Then he said calmly, “I thought it was a big problem, but it

Dr. Steinberg frowned slightly and sized

“I suppose so.”

removed the

you doing?” Dr.

However, Haylan removed the oxygen

rack on the plane and turned to look at Dr. Steinberg. Then

Dr. Steinberg nearly

even if terated

his body will reshare farther. He will die when the carbon

bag them a

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duster were instantly furious. They hurriedly came

went over to pull

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

thetic big?

betaching became increasingly strained, indicating signs of suffocation. It was as

gem of the middle–aged woman, Dr. Steinberg, and the others changed.