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Chapter 402: Chapter 402: The Feeling of Love_1
While walking, he sent Louisa Burley a message, telling her that he was about to board the plane.
Ding-dong!
The phone chimed, and Greg Jensen opened it to take a look, then he burst into laughter.
“Stay safe, have a smooth trip, and remember to let me know when you land,” it read.
There was also a smiley face emoji following the message.
The farewell message was quite common, and the emoji was nothing special, but Greg Jensen couldn’t help but want to smile when he saw the message.
Perhaps this was what being in love felt like.
It seemed Greg had not been in love for a very long time and had completely forgotten what it actually felt like.
At this moment, he just felt exceptionally content.
…
Two groups of people boarded the plane one after another and then proceeded into the first-class cabin.
Samantha Adams and her group’s seats were at the very back, and Greg Jensen’s seat was originally also there, but he was reluctant to have any more conflicts with these people.
So, after asking the flight attendant, he chose to sit with Cole Barnett near the entrance instead.
At his current status, he really couldn’t be bothered to engage with Asher Green and the others.
They were just a bunch of kids without Dark Strength; it was beneath him to stoop to their level and tarnish his own reputation for no good reason.
Moreover, he was still disguised as his original self; should he get into a fight, he might very well reveal his true capabilities.
If it came to that, all the effort he had made under the guise of Barry Wolfe would have gone down the drain.
What he needed to do now was to expand the reputation of the Magician as much as possible and hide his true information to the greatest extent.
That way, if anything happened in the future, it would be very difficult to trace it back to his aunt and Lois Abbott among others.
Of course, such matters were bound to have some oversights, thus he still needed to proceed with caution.
After asking the two for their preferences, the flight attendant turned and left, and after a while, she returned with drinks and snacks.
Greg Jensen asked for a glass of red wine, drank some, and then was ready to get some sleep.
“Attention all passengers, we have a senior who has just had a heart attack…”
Just as Greg Jensen was about to fall asleep, the plane’s announcement system came to life, signaling that an elderly passenger had suffered a heart attack and inquiring if there were any doctors among the passengers.
Greg Jensen opened his eyes, was about to get up, and saw Samantha Adams stand from her seat and swiftly make her way towards the economy class.
He hesitated for a moment but then stood up and followed her.
By the time he reached economy class, he saw Samantha Adams taking the old man’s pulse and then looking up to ask, “It’s a heart attack. Where is the first-aid kit on the plane?”
The chief flight attendant hurriedly brought over a first-aid kit and found nitroglycerin, which she handed to Samantha Adams.
Samantha Adams took the medicine, tried to pry open the old man’s mouth, but he was convulsing, making it impossible to open his mouth, and she began to sweat in panic.
“Let me try,” a calm and magnetic voice offered.
Samantha Adams looked back and saw it was Greg Jensen, slightly startled.
“Are you a doctor?”
“Yes, like you, I practice Chinese medicine,” Greg Jensen said, to ease any of her concerns.
Samantha Adams quickly stood up, moving to the side to give Greg Jensen space.
Greg Jensen was surprised and then knelt down, took the old man’s pulse briefly, and having understood his condition, took out a silver needle and sterilized it before swiftly inserting it into the area over the heart.
All the passengers around, including Samantha Adams and the chief flight attendant, held their breath, not daring to breathe loudly, watching Greg Jensen motionless, hoping for a miracle.
Greg Jensen didn’t think much else; he pierced swiftly with five needles, protecting the old man’s heart meridian, and with the last needle, he took the opportunity to infuse a stream of True Qi.
Witnessing this, Samantha Adams’s eyes flickered with surprise, and she looked up, considering Greg Jensen’s face carefully.
Greg Jensen hadn’t noticed her gaze and inserted a few more needles into the old man, whose condition visibly improved.
His complexion visibly changed from pale to white and soon began to regain a healthy flush, his breathing also became more stable.
Seeing this scene, everyone breathed a sigh of relief.
Greg Jensen felt the old man’s pulse again before standing up and turning to the chief steward,
“That should do it, he should be waking up soon, but you’ll still need to inform the destination airport to have an ambulance ready.
I’ve only temporarily relieved his symptoms; after landing, he needs to go to the hospital immediately.”
“Okay, thank you.”
“You’re welcome.”
With a casual response, Greg then hesitated for a moment, nodded to Samantha Adams, and turned back to first class.
Samantha Adams watched his retreating figure, her eyes sparkling with admiration, and her impression of Greg changed significantly.
At least he was a man who took responsibility.
After all, it takes great courage to replace someone else who is already administering aid and take over the rescue.
If the patient is revived, all is well.
But if the patient dies, that could cast a lifelong shadow.
“What… what happened to me?”
At that moment, the old man suddenly woke up and, upon learning of his heart attack and that he had been rescued, insisted on thanking the person face to face.
Later, it was Samantha Adams who explained the severity of the situation to him and advised him to sit back in his seat and rest until the plane landed and he could hurry to the hospital; only then did the old man give up on the idea of thanking his savior face to face.
“Young lady, you are from first class as well, right? If you see that doctor, be sure to relay my thanks to him, will you?”
“No problem.”
Samantha Adams readily agreed.
She checked the patient’s pulse once more, saw no issues, and then returned to first class.
Upon entering first class, she stopped in front of Greg Jensen and smiled, “Thank you.”
Greg Jensen was startled, opened his eyes, and looked at her somewhat blankly, puzzled, “Thank me for what?”
Samantha Adams smiled, a gleam of mischief in her eyes, “The patient asked me to pass on his thanks to you.”
“Oh, okay, I got it.”
Greg Jensen nodded, then closed his eyes again.
Samantha Adams’s expression stiffened, then she laughed to herself, shook her head, and returned to her own seat.
Asher Green frowned slightly, then relaxed and asked with a smile, “Miss Adams, was the patient saved?”
“Yes.”
“Impressive!”
Asher Green immediately gave a thumbs-up, expressing his admiration, “The Holmes family’s medical skills are truly remarkable; Miss Adams, you have mastered your grandfather’s teachings.”
Samantha Adams quickly explained, “It wasn’t me who saved the patient, it was the gentleman just now.”
“Him?”
Asher Green was taken aback, seemingly unsure of how to continue the conversation.
“That’s right, the gentleman’s medical skills are very impressive, and he’s also a practitioner of traditional Chinese medicine.”
As she brought up Greg Jensen, Samantha Adams’s smile grew a little brighter but also seemed a bit helpless,
“However, he doesn’t seem very fond of interacting with others. I wanted to ask for his contact information so he could discuss medical skills with my grandfather.”
Asher Green’s expression changed slightly, forcing a smile, “He’s so young, how good can his medical skills be compared to Miss Adams?
As for discussing medical skills with the old Mr. Holmes, that’s even more far-fetched.”
“If you ask me, he just got lucky this time.”