
"There's still a way."
Jansen also took out his acupuncture bag and said to himself, "The reason why acupuncture fails is because the patient's heart is not on the left, but on the right!"
Jansen's words suddenly made Abian Colev stunned. Abian Colev yelled, "How can you be sure?"
"In the science of traditional medicine, first, must first be adept at seeing!"
Jansen said slowly, a silver needle was quickly inserted into the middle-aged man's body, with a strange pattern movement in his heart, like a flower motif.
Then Abian Colev exclaimed, "The Seven Stars?"
Abian Colev wondered why this young man could be so skilled in acupuncture.
"You know pretty well, but this is not a Seven-star Needle, this is a seven-leafed, one-flower Needle!" Jansen seemed to reply to Abian Colev's arrogance earlier.
Abian Colev was embarrassed for a moment, and he was also very angry. He thought that the successor of the Ghost Valley Academy and a sanatorium doctor had been humiliated by a mischievous young man.
"Ehem, Ehem!"
Right now, the middle-aged man lying on the chair was slowly opening his eyes.
"Brigadier!"
The few people beside him were extremely anxious to see the middle-aged man.
"It's okay, I won't die!"
Upon waking up, the middle-aged man smiled and gestured with his hand, and looked at Jansen in surprise, "Sir, did you save me?"
The baby-beak man was obviously also very surprised, after all, seeing Jansen's appearance more like a college student.
"I'm not helping, just helping a little!"
Jansen smiled and said, "Master, the main cause of your heart disease is actually not the heart, but the bilateral nerves caused by ankylosing spondylitis that presses on the heart, causing the heart to beat fast, but fortunately, it is, ankylosing spondylitis is not very serious, just lie down and rest more at regular times!"
Hearing this, all the soldiers were relieved.
The middle-aged man looked at Jansen in great surprise as he did not expect Jansen's medical skills to be so great.
"You're a soldier?"
At this moment, Jansen asked again.
"Yes, I'm a soldier!"
The middle-aged man nodded.
Jansen thought for a moment and added, "Ankylosing Spondylitis should be caused by your early years as a member of the Army, at that time, when you feel uncomfortable, you should be moved off duty, because you are not suited to the activities of the army. Fortunately, your physique is strong, so this condition does not get worse!"
"I'm a soldier, so this pain is nothing. As long as I can do something for the country, even if I die, it doesn't matter!"
The middle-aged man did not care, "Other than that, many others whose lives suffered more than mine!"
Jansen. They are all patriotic soldiers. Jansen stood up and saluted and said, "I'm amazed by you, you are indeed a real man!"
Seeing the non-uprighteous posture as Jansen saluted, the middle-aged man shook his head and smiled. He knew that Jansen was not a soldier. Although the respectful attitude of a soldier was full of prestige, but looking at Jansen's personality, he felt awe. He smiled, "Sir, thank you for saving my life. My name is Arthur Carson!"
He added, "Jansen's sister's medical skills are truly outstanding. He could even tell where my heart was on the right. Which hospital do you work at? Who's teacher?"
Jansen did not brag, he told the truth, "I don't work in any hospital, nor do I study anywhere, the medical science I mastered came from my grandfather, and my grandfather was just a traditional doctor in the village."
Abian Colev's face suddenly looks insulting Jansen. His teacher was a village doctor. Maybe that was just him being lucky.
If you do not learn from an official academy or school, of course the treatment learned is just a cheap recipe.
Arthur looked at Abian Colev and saw his arrogant appearance. Arthur could not help but laugh, "No matter which stream, which hospital doctor, as long as it could treat the patient, then that person was a respected doctor. Meanwhile, now there was a doctor who liked to boast about himself, as if he did not go to school in a famous place, then he would not be able to treat patients!"
This speech was like slapping Abian Colev's face.
The people around also quietly stared at Abian Colev, they knew what Arthur insinuated was Abian Colev this doctor.
"Sir, I see you're going to the Capital, are there any relatives of yours in the Capital?" ask Arthur to Jansen.
"No, it's my first time to the capital!"
"Oh, well, if you can't find a friend in the Capital City, come find me, I promise I will treat you well, and if you have any problems, I will try my best to help you!" arthur said happily.
Jansen immediately thanked Arthur and said that Arthur had a good personality and they could be friends.
"Friends, I'm sorry, I want to tell one bad news to all of you, this plane has been hijacked!"
At this moment, a voice suddenly came out from the radio. At the same time, four people exited the front cabin. There were three strangers in the face, one was local. They all carried submachine guns and laughed cynically at the passengers.
Behind them was a burly man wearing a hat and holding a weapon in both hands, who laughed bitterly, "We don't like killing people, I hope you work together, I hope you work together, I just need two things. One, a box, I know some of you have the box, quickly hand it over. Second, I'm looking for a young man named Jansen!"
Everyone is dumbfounded. Plane hijackings like this often appear on TV, but unexpectedly can also occur in real life.
"Aah!"
Everyone panicked and screamed in fear.
Jansen's face changed drastically, it turns out that the hijacker was really looking for him? Are they the assassins of the Night Murder Organization?
"Brigadir, they're looking for the box, they must be Mafia Barracks !"
Right now, there was a soft sound in the ear, it was the whispers of a soldier reporting to Arthur Carson.
Mafia Barracks ?
Jansen felt astonished because, he did not know who the Barrack Mafia was, but he could confirm that they were not people from the Night Murder Organization.
Bang out!
At this time, the man suddenly non-stop shooting, gunfire hit one of the passengers in the leg. The passenger fell down and screamed.
"Whoever yells again, don't blame me!"
The purpose of the shooting of the man was to shock everyone, so that these people did not make a fuss to mess with them, and the result was indeed as the hijackers wished. After the gunfire, the passengers panicked, but they did not dare to scream, they lay on the ground with their hands protecting their heads.
"Brigadir, how is this?"
Arthur, they were also crouching, a thin-looking man whispered.
Jansen could sense that the man was extremely strong, and the hijackers kept running in search of the box. Is this box in Arthur's hands?
"Where's the box, and a guy named Jansen, get out!"
At this moment, the hijacker shouted again.
When the man saw no one making a sound, he said coldly, "Show them something that makes them talk!"
The hijackers immediately lined up all the flight attendants in front of them, told them to kneel, then put a gun to their heads, "Give the box, and where Jansen is, get out!"