The No. 1 Psychiatrist in the Cultivation World

The courageous passengers stood up one after another after the plane stabilized and walked towards the door curtain.

Ning Zisi held his breath, staring at the curtain without blinking.

Just as the passenger at the front reached out and was about to touch the curtain, the plane suddenly shook again and plummeted.

The next second, the alarm sounded, and the oxygen masks fell off one after another. The passengers on the aisle reacted quickly and grabbed the back of the seat next to them. It slid for a while, and finally hit a passenger's foot before barely stopping.

"Thank you." He held the passenger's hand and stood up shaking.

"Go back to your seat." Ning Zisi quickly said to him, and quickly put on the oxygen mask.

The child next to him was crying in horror.His mother was anxiously trying to put the oxygen mask on him, but the little guy refused to cooperate and only wanted his mother to hug him with open arms.

Ning Zisi snatched the oxygen mask from the young mother's hand: "I'll put it on for him, you put on your own first."

The little guy cried even harder.What does this strange brother want to do to him?Why cover his head!Mom, he's so scared!

The young mother had already put on the mask, and reached out to take the mask from Ning Zisi's hand.

"Hold him," Ning Zisi directed, "I'll wear it."

With the child hugged by the mother, the mood is much calmer.Maybe it was because he saw his mother also brought such a thing, so even if he was a little bit resistant, he didn't struggle as much at first.

After putting on the oxygen mask for the child, Ning Zisi breathed a sigh of relief.When a special situation is required on the plane, the adult must put on his own oxygen mask first, and then put it on the child.But because of the love for children, adults often put them on for their children first, and then wear their own.As everyone knows, without the guidance of an adult, if a child survives an air crash alone, the chance of success is very small.

There was a sudden exclamation from the door curtain.Amid the cries, it flashed by.But Ning Zisi noticed.

He lowered his body, but instead of hugging his calves and bowing his head as in the safety method, he raised his head slightly, and watched closely the movement over there from the gap in the back of the chair.

The passenger who was in the front had fallen to the ground because he didn't grab something in time.The tendency to slide backwards, because it was blocked by the foot of the chair, changed the angle and slid to the left.

In the panic, he didn't know what he had caught. Anyway, after calming down, his head was right next to the aisle, and his feet were stretched to one side.

Through the gap under the curtain, he saw a pair of battered army boots.A pair of mud-splattered shoes that shouldn't be next to a flight attendant's black heels.

His face was pale, and beads of sweat quickly broke out.He opened his mouth, but couldn't make a sound.Fear made his vocal cords tense, as tight as a spring about to snap.

Passengers behind him rushed forward to pull him, but noticed something strange about him.

"what happened to you?"

He didn't answer, his eyes were still looking straight in one direction, and his body shook involuntarily.

Passenger No. 2 followed his line of sight subconsciously, and also saw the pair of out-of-date boots.He took a step back in shock, and ran back: "Someone has hijacked the plane! Someone has hijacked the plane!"

The passengers on the plane suddenly became chaotic.Cries and screams filled the entire cabin.

"Idiot!" Ning Zisi cursed in a low voice.His actions will undoubtedly anger the terrorists inside, and will also threaten the lives of everyone on the plane, including himself.

Sure enough, as soon as the kidnapper lifted the curtain, he raised his hand and fired a gun, which hit the back of the running man.

There's a bang, like someone snapped a switch, and the picture freezes and the sound dies out.

"Whoever quarrels again will be shot!" The masked terrorist threatened in broken English.

The child's cry suddenly sounded, and the mother beside him covered his mouth, trembling with fear.

Holding a gun, the terrorist approached step by step.

"Please, don't kill my child, please..." The mother's low begging voice rang in Ning Zisi's ears.

There are still ten steps, nine steps, eight steps, seven steps...

Ning Zisi suddenly pressed the child's head down, and slowly raised his hand.The height of the fingertips is just above the back of the seat in front, not raised abruptly, because that would scare the terrorists.Although he has a gun, his heart is actually very tense, and he cannot receive any external stimulation.

The terrorist pointed the gun at him.

"I'm a doctor." He took the initiative to confess his identity, yes, a doctor, a psychiatrist, "I want to take a look at him..."

He pointed to the twitching man on the ground.He didn't know if that person could be saved, but the child beside him was temporarily saved at this moment.

The terrorist just held his gun and squinted at him.

"Too much blood will invisibly cause panic," he looked around at the passengers in front of and behind him meaningfully, "If the passengers on the whole plane rioted out of fear, then..."

He didn't finish the sentence.

The terrorist looked at her coldly.

And he looked back with gentle but firm eyes: "Believe me, it's good for both of us..."

Finally, the terrorist put away his gun and turned his head: "Don't play tricks!"

"No," he shook his head, "I just want to see if he can be saved."

Under the watchful eyes of the terrorists, he first pressed the position where the man was shot in a dignified manner.

"The internal organs of the chest are damaged." He raised his face and said seriously, "I need a first aid kit. The stewardess has it."

The terrorist raised his eyebrows: "You want to order me to get it?"

"No, I'm just telling you this conclusion. I'll get the first-aid kit, or I can ask the stewardess to deliver it." The stewardess is behind the curtain, and has no idea that there is a shortage of first-aid kits here, so it seems to be a choice, but in fact there is only one option, that is for him to get it.Of course, terrorists would not guard the wounded here, so they would definitely follow him behind the curtain.As long as he...

"Go and get it!" The terrorist pointed a gun at him, "Don't try to play tricks."

"I dare not. I'm afraid of death." His honesty pleased the terrorists.Although his facial expression cannot be seen, it can be inferred from his breathing that his mood at the moment is mild.

The two of them came one after the other, and soon arrived at the pantry behind the curtain.

I don't know what the terrorist did to the stewardess, so that the stewardess kept her original posture after he came out, without daring to move a single finger.

"Where is the first aid kit?" Ning Zisi pretended not to see the flight attendant's eyes asking for help.I can't protect myself, how can I save her?Besides, how would he save someone?Where do you hide after saving people?You can't expect him to kill terrorists with guns unarmed, right?That's something superhuman can do, okay?

The stewardess gave the terrorist a terrified look.She wondered if she could speak now?The man said just now that as long as she dared to say another word, she would be killed.

"Look for it!" The terrorist kicked away.The stewardess was immediately kicked to the ground, clutching the kicked area on her waist, sweating from the pain, and did not dare to make a sound.

"Just tell me where it is, and I'll get it." Ning Zisi said, "You're too slow, the wounded outside won't be able to wait."

The stewardess pointed to a shelf above her head.Ning Zisi looked up and saw a white medicine box there.

He stood on tiptoe, but still only touched a fingertip.

The tall and strong terrorist behind him couldn't stand it anymore, and kicked the bar-shaped storage stool fixed under the shelf, indicating that he could step on it.

"Thank you," he whispered.

The stewardess on the side stared wide-eyed, he actually thanked a terrorist?Is he out of his mind?

The terrorists were also a little surprised.If it was normal, he would be interested in playing with such a thin-skinned and tender boy, but now...

"Stop talking nonsense!" The terrorist said in a rough voice.

"Sir, there is one more thing," Ning Zisi said very quickly, "The injured man outside will not survive. But if he died in the aisle, it will definitely cause panic. Therefore, it is best to take him Come here. There were so many people watching just now, it is inconvenient to say this."

The terrorist pondered for two seconds, as if he was thinking about the authenticity of his words.

"...Why did you help us?" The terrorist put a gun against his throat, raised the muzzle slightly, and raised his chin.

"As I said, I'm afraid of death." Threatened by the gun, the boy with a green face who had just left the school was short of breath, but he tried hard to suppress his panic, trying to negotiate with the other party rationally, "If you can let me go, of course I can..."

He pursed his lips and hinted, "I'm a doctor, and I can do a lot."

No one can guarantee that he will not be injured in this hijacking incident.Even if they were terrorists armed with guns, if they couldn't suppress the riot of hundreds of people outside, even if they had guns, they couldn't kill all of them in a short time.And what if the bullet is finished at once, but the opponent is still rushing over angrily?There will be no time for them to change magazines!In that case, they will also be injured, or they will be beaten to death by many punches...

The terrorist's eyes flashed.

"I can go with her," Ning Zisi pointed to the stewardess, "to bring the injured in together. As long as she appears, she will calm the emotions of the passengers."

When the passengers saw the flight attendant walking out of the pantry one after another with the doctor carrying the medicine kit, they immediately became restless.

"Hey, what's going on?"

"Who is that person?"

"Can you give me an explanation?"

"Woo, let me go home..."

Ning Zisi turned to look at the stewardess.The stewardess put on a well-trained expression, and her voice was still sweet: "Passengers, please sit in your seats and don't move around at will."

"Save people first." Ning Zisi's voice sounded evenly.

"I'm sorry everyone, please don't delay our rescue." The stewardess raised her voice slightly.

The voices of the passengers dropped.After all, according to humanitarianism, there is nothing more important than saving lives.Moreover, this also gave them a glimmer of hope.If they were injured, they should be rescued in the same way, right?

The restlessness of the passengers was slightly suppressed.They watched as the two struggled to help the person who fell on the ground up, and walked forward in the narrow aisle with difficulty.No one volunteered to help carry people in, they were all wearing oxygen masks, unable and unwilling to leave their seats.It's just that when they pass by, occasionally there will be a few hands to help.Then, he watched them walk towards the man with the gun step by step.

As soon as they entered the catering room, the flight attendant collapsed on the ground.The wounded person who lost one strength in an instant also fell down, dragging down the other undefended person.The three fell into a ball in a small space.

The curtain was extremely tight outside, and the curtain was extremely terrified inside.The stewardess couldn't say whether she was slack because she had finally completed her mission, or because she felt hopeless after leaving the relatively safe environment outside and having to be in the same room with the terrorists again. Once soft, it fell.

And the person who fell on her body could no longer be said to be alive or dead, which made her feel even more horrified.When the scream was about to blurt out, she suddenly remembered what the man had threatened her, if she made a sound, he would kill her directly!She bit her lip tightly, her body trembling like chaff.

Ning Zisi, who was lying on the top, had already got up at this time, looked at her with a frown, and turned to the terrorist and said, "She can't help you in this state, and she will take up space here. If possible, you can Let her go out first? It’s also good to go outside to appease the passengers.”

The man with the gun looked at the narrow space, took the gun and nodded at the stewardess: "You, get out! If you dare to play any tricks, this man is your role model!"

The stewardess nodded desperately with tears in her eyes. Her hands and feet, which had no strength just now, suddenly seemed to be helped by a god at this moment, and she pushed the injured person who was pressing her away, and she was about to climb out with both hands and feet...

"Wait!" Ning Zisi pulled her back, "Get in order before going out. We don't want to cause panic among the people outside."

The man with the gun listened to this sentence very well.He didn't even notice that his cognition was being assimilated step by step.The decision to have one more assistant could not have been decided by him. After all, he was just the most trashy of the three, and he was assigned marginal tasks like taking care of the hostages.

"Okay," Ning Zisi breathed a sigh of relief watching the figure of the stewardess disappear behind the curtain, "Now I'll count to three two one, let's lift this person to the rest chair together! It's too much of a hindrance here, and It's easy to see from the outside."

The man with the gun shrugged and reached out to grab the injured man's arm.He didn't notice at all that most people are used to counting from one to three, but this man was counting from three to one.His tone was too natural, and he used a lot of information to reduce this small detail to almost no sense of existence.

"Three..." He counted slowly, as if holding back his strength, "Two..."

His voice was already soft, but now it was even softer, reminding people of the muffins that their grandmother was best at when they were young.

"one……"