“Yin, Student Yin, I can’t do it.” Under the scrutiny of everyone’s eyes, the old doctor, with his thin and trembling hands, took the pulse crookedly several times.
Although the young man was forced to swear, he himself did not have a hundred percent certainty of reviving the distinguished guest whose face had turned blue and purple. Due to extreme nervousness, he even doubted his own diagnosis—whether there was any problem.
“Wait a moment, let me check past cases…” to see if there are any matching symptoms. If he couldn’t diagnose the problem or save the person, Yin student would have to stand trial in his place.
“Dr. Qu, you have to believe in yourself. Your diagnosis is definitely accurate.” Even with this mindset, Yin Minglu held onto the old doctor’s trembling hand, trying to calm him down. Moreover, the old doctor might not have confidence, but Yin Minglu did.
Otherwise, he wouldn’t have sworn that oath.
He muttered a few words in the old doctor’s ear. The old doctor, who couldn’t calm down initially, suddenly looked up in surprise and asked, “Is this for real?” Was such a simple method really effective? Student Yin, don’t tease the old man.
Seeing Yin Minglu nodding, the old doctor adjusted his heavy glasses and took out a medication from his medical kit.
Originally, they had been dragging their feet after the diagnosis, making many people dissatisfied. Seeing this, someone sarcastically remarked, “Can you really do it? You claimed to be confident in saving people, but there’s been no action. Truly a mediocre doctor, harming people.”
You can keep on scolding; after all, he’s the one saving the person, not the old doctor. Yin Minglu is impervious to criticism, with a thick skin. He helped the person up and brought a bowl of prepared medicine towards his mouth, ready to feed him.
However, he was stopped by the woman in the suit. She looked suspiciously at the bowl of medicine and then at the packaging on the table, asking, “What is this medicine?” Could it be the antidote this Easterner prepared after poisoning someone? Various conspiracy theories flashed through her mind.
Yin Minglu was once again obstructed, raising an eyebrow in response. He wondered if this guest was really from the Floating City. Why did people from the Floating City’s faction repeatedly block him from saving someone? With a disdainful look, he said, “The medicine packaging is right there on the table. Don’t you recognize words, madam? Do I need to read the ingredient list for you, a literate person, word by word? Time is precious; don’t stop me. I’m going to perform the treatment!”
Of course, she recognized the words. She suspected that this wasn’t just a simple emetic! Feeling subtly insulted for being mocked for her knowledge, the woman in the suit was about to retort when she heard the latter part of Yin Minglu’s statement, and her jaw nearly dropped.
She had always heard about the mysterious Eastern methods, but she never expected to witness them firsthand. Seeing Yin Minglu’s serious and solemn expression on his fair face, she was immediately intimidated. Hastily pulling her assistant into a strategic retreat, she was afraid of being affected by the so-called “spell.”
However, to her surprise, the young man didn’t chant any spells or perform any magic. He just made some incomprehensible sounds like “Heh! Ha! Ada!” and then clenched his fists, delivering forceful back blows to the weakened guest who had taken the medicine.
The overweight guest, now like a soulless ragdoll, could only endure the ruthless manipulation by the young man. Muffled groans emanated from his throat, unable to withstand the relentless assault.
After witnessing the young man’s performance, everyone was left in stunned silence.
The woman in the suit looked as if someone had knocked over her palette of colors. Clearly, she realized she had been played, and her reaction was quite exaggerated, especially considering she fell for it in front of the camera.
Her face turned icy, ready to erupt, but the young man threw the limp guest into her arms. Caught off guard, she quickly supported the person, not yet able to accuse the young man of his crude behavior.
The young man casually wiped his non-existent sweat with a handkerchief, pretending to be exhausted from saving a life. With a grand gesture, he said, “I’ve saved the person. Hurry up and take him to the bathroom.”
To the bathroom?
Why would they take a guest to the bathroom?
All the people, still not fully comprehending, suddenly noticed the previously unconscious guest experiencing convulsions. The once faint breaths now became intense, exciting them beyond measure. They rushed to support the person, only to be unexpectedly showered with vomit.
A torrent of vomit flooded the scene, causing chaos in the entire area.
To make matters worse, this spectacle was being broadcast worldwide. When the yellowish-white vomit unexpectedly appeared on the big screen, nearly half of the global audience couldn’t hold back their profanity, cursing with a “What the heck!” The other half stared dumbfounded at their burgers, hot dogs, and fries, instantly losing their appetite and rushing to the restroom.
【Damn it, photographer, come out and face your doom!! I wield my ancestral 40-meter-long sword, allowing this idiotic photographer to run for thirty-nine meters first.】
【Sorry, we’ve undergone professional training and seen too much vomit. No matter how disgusting, we won’t puke unless we can’t hold it — bleh, bleh, bleh.】
【Vomiting so much, isn’t this poisoning? Or did you just overeat?】
After things were tidied up, perhaps due to the lingering unpleasant odor, the overall atmosphere in the room seemed a bit subdued.
The woman in the changed suit, with a face as dark as the bottom of a pot, continuously shot fierce glares at the young man, suppressing the urge to roar in her heart.
However, after the guest vomited, their complexion did improve significantly. Just based on this, they had no grounds to berate the young man harshly, even if they were strongly inclined to do so.
Especially this young man named Yin Minglu, who blinked his eyes with an expression of “You don’t need to be overly grateful; I hide my talents and fame.” He had a cute and mischievous look, but to the people in the suspended city, he was utterly annoying.
The woman in the suit stepped forward, her face serious, and said, “I appreciate this young man for saving Lord Sefa. However, we just examined Lord Sefa’s vomit, and it wasn’t simply overeating or food poisoning. He was indeed poisoned.”
It’s just because his Excellency is overweight, with a narrow throat, ate a lot, and his digestive system couldn’t handle it well. The toxicity of the poison didn’t have time to evaporate; it was forcibly vomited out. There are still some toxins in his body, but at least he can hold on until he’s taken to the hospital.
Although it’s difficult to mention just from overeating, the woman in the suit wanted to downplay it and firmly asserted that their esteemed guest was intentionally harmed. Yin Minglu had no intention of denying this point, but given the attitude of the woman in the suit, he didn’t want to concede either. He said, “Thanks to the delicious food on the surface, Lord Sefa couldn’t resist indulging. Eating too much unexpectedly saved his life. It’s truly a case of ‘misfortune depends on fortune, and fortune hides within misfortune,’ and ‘surviving a great disaster brings good fortune.’ Right?”
The woman in the suit frowned, “Speak properly!” Who are you subtly cursing, kid?
Not wanting the conversation to deviate further, the woman in the suit spoke seriously, “Although we appreciate the assistance of this young Eastern man, because our Lord was indeed poisoned, everyone who had contact with him in the cabin is under suspicion. Therefore, we still cannot rule out the possibility that the one who saved him may be the one who poisoned him…”
As she said this, she glanced at the young man and the members of his group, seemingly implying something.
Faced with the oncoming cameras, the young man didn’t furrow his brows even once. He sighed calmly and said, “Ah, the farmer and the snake, truly not deceiving me!”
This was an indirect accusation, condemning the woman in the suit for being ungrateful and repaying kindness with enmity. Those who understood the reference couldn’t help but suppress their laughter. Those who didn’t understand were enlightened by translators in their respective camps and grasped the gist.
The woman in the suit clearly understood. Her expression changed slightly, and she continued to shoot sharp glares at the witty and articulate young man. However, she knew that when it came to eloquence, she couldn’t match the young man, so she tried to ignore him as much as possible, relying on her presence and status to maintain control of the situation.
“Lord Sefa is the esteemed uncle of our king in the Floating City. Whether in terms of status, title, or political position, he is of unparalleled nobility. On this flight where representatives from many countries have gathered, there are those who seek to harm Lord Sefa, attempting to provoke a war between the surface and the sky. This is a very serious diplomatic incident! Everyone on board is under suspicion of plotting against Lord Sefa, so we hope that everyone in the cabin can cooperate with us and accept our investigation.”
As the woman in the suit spoke, she glanced countless times at Yin Minglu, a vigilant expression on her face, as if she feared that this young man might do something tricky to interrupt her speech.
As expected, right after she finished speaking, the young man faced her accusing gaze and calmly stepped forward, “As one of the initial suspects, in order to clear the suspicion on members of our camp, I believe it’s necessary for me to come forward and actively assist Ms. Shiquan in the investigation.”
Ms. Shiquan was the assertive and unyielding woman in the suit.
He said “actively assist in the investigation” instead of just “cooperate with the investigation.” Otherwise, if this woman found something incriminating, she could easily pin the blame on them, all based on her words.
The woman in the suit caught the implication. She shot Yin Minglu a glare, as if to ask, “On what grounds? What makes you, a young kid, qualified to assist me in the investigation?”
“Coincidentally, I’ve made a new discovery. The scene captured by the surveillance footage just now is quite an interesting sight,” he added.
Facing the camera, Yin Minglu, not one to be outdone, made a bold statement, “After I successfully treated Lord Sefa, who was already breathing normally and in need of assistance, Ms. Shiquan, who was just half a foot away, did not take the initiative to help. In fact, upon seeing Lord Sefa being healed by me, her expression seemed somewhat disappointed. She even subconsciously pushed away Lord Sefa, who was weak and vomiting incessantly. Does this suggest that there might be some conflicts between Ms. Shiquan and Lord Sefa behind the scenes? Perhaps Ms. Shiquan harbors ill intentions, poisoning Lord Sefa and framing someone else, orchestrating a drama for her own benefit?”
As these words were spoken, everyone in the cabin gasped in shock, looking at the woman in the suit with disbelief.
Indeed, it’s also possible that people from the Floating City are orchestrating an intricate internal conflict, attempting to shift the blame onto the surface dwellers!
Before everyone could fully process this possibility, Yin Minglu immediately dropped another bombshell, “I just heard from my assistant that you, Ms. Shiquan, are Lord Sefa’s chief secretary. You’ve been in this position for twenty years, serving as Lord Sefa’s most trusted confidant. However, in recent years, as you’ve aged and your demeanor has been consistently serious, Lord Sefa seems to prefer others, entrusting important tasks to different individuals. Do you feel a sense of loneliness due to this change?”
“And, although Lord Sefa holds the title of the king’s uncle, in the eyes of outsiders, he appears overweight and as clumsy as a pig, hardly deserving of his high position. On the other hand, you are outstanding, with remarkable achievements, yet you’ve always had to play second fiddle. Watching Lord Sefa comfortably seated in his position without moving for over twenty years, are you truly at ease with that? Haven’t you ever felt a sense of imbalance? After all… soldiers who don’t want to become generals are quite rare.” The young man skillfully probed, throwing one sharp question after another, leaving everyone stunned.
The woman in the suit’s expression became increasingly unpleasant. On the surface, the young man seemed to be criticizing Lord Sefa’s incompetence, but in reality, he was insinuating that she harbored ambitious aspirations!
The use of terms like “overweight” and “clumsy as a pig” was utterly terrible, and she certainly didn’t think the young man was speaking up for her. Coming from him, people might think that these descriptors were actually her genuine impressions of Lord Sefa, making it seem like she truly believed Lord Sefa was as clumsy as a pig. This only strengthened the basis for the insinuation of her ambitious nature.
Now, she had become one of the suspects.
“I wasn’t disappointed! I was surprised. I didn’t expect you to actually cure Lord Sefa. I was just astonished and couldn’t believe it! Don’t casually misinterpret my facial expressions!” The woman in the suit was visibly upset, her chest heaving with agitation. She glared at Yin Minglu, making an effort to defend herself.
At a moment when others weren’t paying attention, the woman discreetly cast a glance into the crowd. It seemed like she was seeking assistance from someone, or perhaps her defense was meant for someone specific?
Others might not have noticed, but Yin Minglu keenly caught onto it.
“And what did it mean when you pushed Lord Sefa away? You should know that the camera captures a person’s subconscious actions, which can be the most genuine expression of their inner thoughts!” He continued to fan the flames, casually throwing more fuel onto the burning fire. Since this woman was quick to make baseless accusations earlier, he figured he might as well give her a taste of her own medicine.
“I, I…” Because Lord Sefa vomited, and it made her feel nauseous! The woman in the suit couldn’t articulate it because in the eyes of others, she had always been a loyal and devoted secretary. If she admitted that she pushed Lord Sefa away because he vomited, it would be seen as a highly disrespectful act.
The young man’s skillful manipulation was indeed causing quite a stir!
Seeing even her subordinates doubting her and the eyes that shimmered with uncertainty, the woman in the suit had no choice but to reluctantly allow Yin Minglu to “assist” in the investigation, grinding her teeth in the process.
With the young man acting as a hindrance, the woman in the suit found her investigation less straightforward.
Especially when the young man mentioned that the poison had an incubation period ranging from one minute to four hours, making everything and everyone Lord Sefa had contact with during that time frame suspicious. According to the information gathered from the vomit, Lord Sefa had consumed peanut butter, sea urchin, completely ignoring the principles of food compatibility, and even ordered red wine.
The investigation should start from the kitchen.
So, feeling quite resentful, she followed the young man to the immaculate kitchen. Upon seeing a group of chefs obediently cooperating with the investigation, she pretended to investigate but actually started finding fault, channeling the anger she received from the young man onto these chefs. “Hey, where’s your hat? Why aren’t you wearing a chef’s hat?”
The kitchen responsible for preparing meals for representatives from various countries was a serious place. How could there be chefs not wearing hats or not tying up their hair? What if hair accidentally fell into the food while cooking?
She originally intended to shift her anger onto an innocent chef, but unexpectedly, the young man said, “Your Excellency Shiquan, you truly have a discerning eye. I didn’t expect you to also notice this chef’s suspicion.”
Woman in the suit: ????
Is this praise or mockery?
At this moment, because the camera lens was capturing the scene, the world’s attention also followed the young man into the kitchen, including the students from a certain high school.
It was the lunchtime peak at the cafeteria, and the appearance of that familiar face on the big screen caused an instant commotion. Watching their classmate, Yin Minglu, on the plane, carrying himself confidently and speaking eloquently, the students holding their trays in the cafeteria were left dumbfounded one by one.
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