superhuman evolution

Chapter 11 Qigong Master
After listening to Lu Xingxue's words, Song Anran was startled suddenly, and couldn't help cursing inwardly: "Chacha, it's really the captain who fell ill. Fortunately, I stepped forward, otherwise everyone would have to finish the game this time!"

He came behind the stewardess, and said bluntly, "Get out of the way, I'll come! But let me make it clear first, I'm not a doctor, I'm a qigong master!"

"What? Qigong, return to the master, are you fucking joking?" Lu Xingxue was taken aback, and couldn't help shouting.

He instantly became angry, looked up and down the skinny Song Anran in front of him, and immediately classified him as a heartless bastard who was afraid that things were not big enough.

Under the accumulated pressure, he broke out and shouted angrily: "Get out of here, do you know the consequences of not being able to save the captain? This is related to the lives of 350 people on the plane. This is not something that can be messed around with." matter!"

"Who told you that I was fooling around?"

Song Anran was also very anxious, for the sake of his own life, he had no time to refute Lu Xingxue, and directly pushed the stewardess who was already out of breath, and pressed his palm on the captain's chest.

The captain was about 40 years old, and now he has lost consciousness, his face is blue, his brows are tightly frowned, and he seems to be suffering some kind of inexplicable pain.

"The patient suffered from myocardial infarction, which caused myocardial ischemia, which resulted in cardiac arrest!" The voice of the system immediately sounded in Song Anran's mind.

He bluntly immediately gave the system an order, "Hurry up and treat him at all costs, the captain is dead, and our lives are also in danger!"

"You..." Lu Xing was so academically speechless that he was about to step forward, ready to grab Song Anran by the collar of his clothes and throw him out of the cockpit.

"Co-pilot!" At this moment, the stewardess suddenly spoke.

This stewardess is actually the flight attendant of this flight. She is in her 30s and is much calmer than Lu Xingxue.

She stretched out her arms to stop Lu Xingxue, and persuaded in a low voice: "Now do you have any other options? If you throw him out, aren't you afraid that he will tell the truth to the passengers and cause panic?"

Lu Xingxue took a few short breaths, trying to calm himself down.

In fact, he also understood in his heart that the captain's sudden heart attack was very serious, so what if there are experts and doctors by his side?Without targeted special medicine and rescue equipment, it is impossible for the captain to return to normal.

Seeing that Lu Xingxue calmed down for a while, the flight attendant turned around and stood with him.

Seeing Song Anran squatting next to the captain, who seemed to be working hard, the chief flight attendant sighed, and said without hope: "Take a dead horse as a living horse doctor, and hope for a miracle to happen!"

"You are also a pilot, can't you land this plane independently?"

Looking at the chief purser, who was full of expectations, Lu Xingxue really wanted to say "I can", but the lives of more than 300 people were not a joke, and it was not just a matter of saying yes to his chest.

He had some regrets, and said bitterly: "I have only operated this model in the simulation cabin. I have no actual experience in takeoff and landing operations. I am not sure at all! Moreover, the landing requires the cooperation of two pilots."

The body of the purser shook involuntarily, but quickly stabilized his body, and said fiercely: "You have to do it this time!"

She hurriedly continued: "We will arrive at Linquan Airport in less than half an hour. We can let the plane hover over the airport until the fuel is exhausted. In this way, we still have a lot of time. Please ask the company's senior captain, Now I will teach you how to control the plane and land it!"

After saying this, the purser thought for a while, and then said: "Half an hour before landing, tell the passengers the truth, and let them write down everything they want to say..."

"Flight M5534, we have urgently called in a cardiologist. Please describe the captain's symptoms in detail!" A voice from the ground command center suddenly sounded in the communication headset.

Lu Xingxue hastily grabbed the communication earphone and shouted: "The captain suddenly developed chest cramps 10 minutes ago, during..."

He was suddenly speechless, because he saw that the captain was slowly standing up with the support of that skinny young man!

After a short period of shock, Lu Xingxue immediately shouted excitedly: "The captain regained consciousness! Repeat, the captain regained consciousness!"

He threw away the headset, came to the captain in two steps, and called out cautiously: "Captain, how do you feel now?"

The captain first moved his body briefly, then stroked his heart, with an expression of disbelief on his face, and said: "After a comfortable coolness hovered over my heart, I feel unexpectedly good now. !"

Speaking of this, he looked at Lu Xingxue with a serious face, and said: "Deputy Captain Lu, now you will perform the standard inspection procedures for me to confirm whether I am still capable of flying the plane!"

"Yes, Captain!" After Lu Xingxue responded, he immediately asked, "Please follow the steps and describe in detail the standard takeoff operation of the 747 aircraft!"

The captain answered all the questions clearly, and after passing the standard inspection, he sat in the pilot's seat of the plane again, controlled everything on the plane, and immediately notified the ground of his physical condition and the current flight status .

After these emergencies were dealt with, the three people in the cockpit, the captain, the co-pilot Lu Xingxue, and the flight attendant all focused their attention on Song Anran.

In their eyes, apart from gratitude, there is also the admiration and respect of seeing strange people and strangers.

"Master, I'm sorry!" Lu Xingxue spoke first, and saluted a military salute, "I always thought that the theory of qigong was too illusory, but I didn't expect that I was too ignorant. In this world, there are real hermits Human."

The captain was also very excited, "Master Song, you not only saved my life this time, it can be said that you saved more lives. On behalf of myself and the airline, I would like to thank you deeply, and I can invite you to fly with me." Does the pod land with us?"

Song Anran, who was highly respected, suddenly had a feeling of being valued, that kind of high-spirited feeling.

He waved his hands with the appearance of a master of Taoism, and said lightly, "I am not a hermit master, I just know a little qigong, it's not worth mentioning!"

Then he nodded slightly and said, "I can feel the landing of the plane in the cockpit, what I wish for!"

If Song Anran's appearance was more plump and healthy, and he wore a long robe, he might really have the demeanor of a superior person.But now, no matter how he looked at him, he looked like the monkey who was crowned with a monkey.

But the three people in the cockpit did not dare to underestimate them. After all, the real facts happened before their eyes.

Song Anran did use what he said, that qigong, to save the captain whose heart had stopped beating, and indirectly saved everyone on the plane.

"Master, please sit here!"

The purser opened a seat folded on the bulkhead, respectfully and warmly invited Song Anran to sit down.

At this time, the captain turned on the communicator on the plane and said: "Dear passengers, I am the captain Shen Mingyuan. He has recovered and returned to work!"

The captain paused and continued: "We are going to Linquan Airport in 10 minutes. Passengers, please don't walk around casually. Fasten your seat belts. We will be preparing to land soon!"

Observing the landing of the plane in the cockpit was not a comfortable feeling for Song Anran.

Not to mention, the temporary seat is not as comfortable as the standard seat in the passenger cabin, and the scenery rushing at high speed seen through the porthole seems to be thrown into the eyes, which makes Song Anran's eyes feel overwhelmed and sore .His body also involuntarily wanted to avoid the illusion of being hit head-on by the picture.

The plane finally landed on the ground and was still taxiing on the runway. Song Anran couldn't wait to return to the economy class, found Xia Yirou and Gao Yuhan, and prepared to get off the plane with them.

Fang Wenxuan asked in disbelief, "You really know qigong, and can you use qigong to cure diseases?"

"of course!"

Xia Yirou took his words, gave him a blank look, and said dissatisfiedly: "Anran can still use qigong to dissolve snake venom! Some things, you haven't seen it, doesn't mean it's not true!"

Song Anran smiled and said nothing, seeing that the cabin was full of passengers who had stood up, anxiously unloading their luggage and preparing to get off the plane, and many people turned on their mobile phones and talked with the person who picked them up with a smile on their faces.

He sighed a little, ignorance is also a blessing.If they knew that their lives were hanging by a thread, would they still be able to behave like they are now?
Xia Yirou gently pushed him, and said, "An Ran, what are you in a daze for? It's time to get off the plane!"

"Oh, let's go!"

Song Anran took the small backpack containing the jade, followed behind Fang Wenxuan, walked out of the cabin door with the flow of people, and walked on the corridor of the plane.

"Oops!" Suddenly there was a soft cry, and a female passenger who walked up to them seemed to be bumped by a person passing by in a hurry. Came over.

(End of this chapter)