The long flight that lasted more than a day made a brief final stop in San Francisco before taking off again. After a brief noise, the cabin became quiet again. Soon after, even the lights were turned off, leaving only a few passengers.

The next nearly six hours of long flight were spent with the dim light provided by the reading lamp.

Glancing at Suisui, who had started to doze off since reboarding, Weiran yawned, adjusted the seat to the most suitable angle, put the blanket back on, and planned to sleep through these last few difficult hours.

.Obviously, there were quite a few people who had the same intention. Soon, the few remaining reading lights in the cabin were extinguished one after another.

Just when the plane had only more than an hour left to fly from Houston Airport, diagonally across the aisle from the airliner, an old white man who looked to be in his sixties seemed to have been awakened by a nightmare.

, opened his eyes suddenly.

After distinguishing the dream from reality, the old man suddenly breathed a sigh of relief, stretched out his hand with some age spots, and made a pious sign of the cross on his chest. Then he gently lifted the blanket and picked up the hand.

The crutches helped him stand up.

After a little relief from the joints that had been tortured by rheumatism for a long time, the old man limped towards the bathroom not far away with a cane in one hand and the seat next to him with the other hand.

Almost when the old man closed the bathroom door, turned on the water and prepared to wash his face to wake himself up, the plane full of passengers began to turbulence violently. Almost at the same time that Wei Ran was awakened, the lighting in the cabin

The lights also came on, and at the same time a broadcast that he didn't understand came out.

"What's wrong?" Wei Ran pushed Suisui to wake up and asked.

"We encountered a turbulence in the airflow," Suisui translated with a yawn, "Let's adjust the seats and fasten the seat belts."

Wei Ran, who was awakened, immediately breathed a sigh of relief when he heard this, but before he could buckle his seat belt, there was a sound of a heavy object falling to the ground not far away from the bathroom, followed by a painful scream.

, and then there was a knock on the door from the bathroom.

Perhaps there really is no distinction between nationality, color or even creed when it comes to watching the excitement. The many passengers in the cabin who had just been awakened by the turbulence all looked like marmots, stretching their necks and even sticking out half of their upper bodies.

Looking in the direction of the bathroom, there were several black men holding their mobile phones high and recording videos.

Soon, with the busy work of several blond stewardesses, an old man with blood on the corner of his mouth but holding his right hand with his left hand was helped out of the bathroom. There was even a stewardess following behind with a cane.

At this time, although the turbulence of the plane was no longer so severe, it still did not return to stability. With the help and onlookers of the surrounding passengers, the flight attendants helped the old white man with wet face back to his original position.

As he got closer, Wei Ran could see clearly that the old man had probably fallen in the bathroom. Not only had there been a bulge on his forehead, but the bloody lips seemed to have been bitten by him.

While taking in the air, Wei Ran could still vaguely see the gap in this unfortunate old guy's front teeth after his front teeth were knocked out.

But apart from these, the most serious injury on the old man's body was probably the wrist that he had been supporting. Judging from the appearance of the palm, it was either fractured or dislocated.

While he was observing secretly, the radio in the cabin rang again. Suisui, who was also leaning half of her body to watch the excitement, also cleverly translated in Chinese, "The radio is asking for a doctor. This old man is really miserable. He is not

Did your face fall into the toilet? You can see it’s all wet.”

"Why is it so disgusting?" Wei Ran tapped the other person's forehead angrily.

Suisui covered her head and retracted her position. She picked up an airline magazine and flipped through it absently. At the same time, she focused most of her attention on the old white man who was constantly gasping for breath from the pain.

On the body.

Seeing that the broadcast that he couldn't understand a few words was played back and forth three times but no one came, Wei Ran hesitated for a moment and waved to the flight attendant who was still greeting the injured old man.

The not-so-good-looking blond flight attendant immediately turned around and asked something in English. Wei Ran subconsciously looked back at Suisui, who immediately babbled, "She asked what you want."

What kind of work are you doing?"

"Tell her, I'm a veterinarian and maybe I can help the old man."

"When did you become a veterinarian?" Suisui looked at Wei Ran with a strange expression, and without waiting for him to explain, she translated his words intact, but Wei Ran could also see that this little thing

Although I know English, I guess I can barely communicate at best.

Fortunately, the flight attendant quickly called over an Asian colleague who could speak Chinese. With the help of the flight attendant, at least the communication was barely a problem.

"I can help him simply treat the wound, and at least make his hand feel a little more comfortable."

Wei Ran unbuckled his seat belt and said, "But I'm just a veterinarian and have no medical qualifications, so it's up to you to decide whether you want me to help you or not. You will be responsible for the consequences."

The Asian flight attendant who spoke Chinese first glanced at Suisui who was already recording on her mobile phone next to Wei Ran. After hesitating for a moment, she translated into English and conveyed Wei Ran's meaning.

But the injured old man was happy enough. He nodded immediately before she finished speaking, and spoke very quickly a series of words of thanks that Wei Ran could understand and a lot of content that he couldn't understand.

"He just said that he is very grateful for your help. He believes in you. Even if something unexpected happens, you don't have to bear the consequences. But, can you really help him?"

“It shouldn’t be a big problem”

Wei Ran came close to the old man, held up his right hand which had begun to become red and swollen, and looked at it. Fortunately, the old man had just dislocated his joint, so this was not difficult.

This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading! "Ask him what he had for breakfast this morning," Wei Ran said in Chinese to the Asian stewardess next to him without raising his head.

This question not only made the stewardess and Suisui, who was watching the fun behind her, look like question marks, but the injured old man also subconsciously looked up at the stewardess and waited for him to translate.

At that moment, Wei Ran grabbed the opponent's palm and pulled, pushed and pressed hard, followed by a crisp "click" sound, followed by a scream and the shock of the two stewardesses around him.

Phew, the dislocated wrist has returned to its original shape.

"alright"

Wei Ran released his hand at the right time and said to the flight attendant, "Let him move his wrist. It will be a little uncomfortable, but it should be fine."

"Then...what did he eat this morning? Are you still asking?" the Asian stewardess asked stupidly.

Wei Ran smiled and shook his head. When the other party finished translating and the old man tried to move his wrist, he continued, "His teeth were knocked out. I can't help with this. You can find some ice cubes."

It might be more comfortable for him to hold it in his mouth, and the wound on his lip is not a big problem, but it seems that his head has been hit. At this age, there may be some problems, so it is best to send him to the hospital for a careful examination as soon as possible after the plane lands.

"

"Thank you, thank you!" the Asian flight attendant quickly thanked her, "We will contact the airport to prepare an ambulance."

Waving his hand at the other party, Wei Ran was about to sit down, but the old white man said something, and then took out a business card and handed it to Wei Ran.

"He said he was very grateful for your help and said that if you need help in Houston, you must give him a call." Suisui translated before the stewardess could speak.

Taking the business card stained with some blood from the other party with both hands, Wei Ran sat down again, and with the help of Suisui, he exchanged a few simple greetings with the other party but did not talk in detail. At this time, the turbulence of the plane was still continuing, but after a while

Outside the window, one can already see the lights of the surface city and the distant skyline dyed red by the rising sun.

"Why didn't I know you could do this?" Suisui, who had finished her translation work, sat up straight and asked in a low voice, "Did my grandpa teach you the art of massage and bone-setting?"

"You don't know much," Wei Ran said pretending to be proud, but there was no detailed explanation.

"What are you proud of!" Suisui wrinkled her nose, temporarily suppressed the doubts in her heart, and asked, "We are about to land soon, where should we go?"

Wei Ran glanced around nonchalantly and said with a smile, "We'll wait until we get off the plane. We're pressed for time today."

"Mysterious..." Suisui muttered without asking any more questions, and simply brought the topic back to where Wei Ran learned how to massage and bone-setting.

While Weihan was rambling about this gadget, their flight landed smoothly at the Houston airport named after a certain president more than an hour later.

When the injured old man was the first to leave the cabin with the help of the stewardess, Wei Ran also picked up his few luggage and followed Suisui out.

After joining the Sunset Red Tour Group led by Director Zhang and following the crowd to complete various immigration matters, the sky was already turning white, and Wei Ran also saw Kajianka waiting at the airport pick-up gate.

"Is this the person you're looking for?"

Suisui glanced at Katenka, who was wearing flashy clothes, flashy hair, and holding a lollipop in her mouth. She then glanced at Wei Ran next to her with a strange look on her face, and then seemed to have made a lot of determination.

, patted Wei Ran on the shoulder and said with a righteous look, "Although my godfather and godmother will most likely not be able to accept this style, don't worry! I will definitely help you hide it first!"

"Hide it, she's not the one I'm looking for."

After Wei Ran finished speaking, he deliberately greeted Katenka in Russian, and then continued to speak in Russian, "This is Katenka. I contacted the hired translator in advance. I didn't know you would follow me here. There was no translator."

, I probably can’t even get out of this airport.”

"Translation? Really a translation?"

Suisui was stunned for a moment, and then she put on a disappointed expression, "I thought..."

"You don't think so much. Let's go quickly, otherwise it will be too late." After Wei Ran finished speaking, he introduced Suisui to Katenka.

After the two girls got to know each other, they all looked at Wei Ran and asked in unison, "Where should we go next?"

“Odessa”

Wei Ran said, and handed the first half of the address Gorman had given him to Katenka, "Choose the fastest way to get there. We are pressed for time."

Katenka took a look at the note with the address, took out his phone and searched for it, and then said, "It takes about seven hours to drive there directly. There is a flight from here to Dallas in more than an hour."

flight, but including the waiting flight and the time it takes to get from Dallas to Odessa, it’s not much faster. So I recommend just driving there.”

"Then just drive there"

Wei Ran breathed a sigh of relief. Due to jet lag and other reasons, the local time at this time was still the morning of January 7th. In other words, although he would have to waste another 7 hours on the road, at least he was still there.

Within the confines of Orthodox Christmas.

Katenka naturally had no objection to Weiran's request, and simply took the two of them out of the airport and got into a white Mercedes-Benz business car.

It wasn't until the car started running that Wei Ran whispered, "Merry Christmas."

Suisui, who originally looked sleepy, and Katenka, who was in charge of driving, were stunned at the same time. Then the former smiled and replied "Merry Christmas" in the same way, while the latter returned to a calm expression and didn't say anything, only slightly increasing the speed of the car.

Some.

I don't know if this holiday greeting has the effect of refreshing the mind, but Suisui became energetic. After putting a mask on her face, she immediately moved to the passenger seat and took the initiative to chat in Russian with Katenko who was driving.

It's Tian'er.

Although Katenka's dressing style is not flattering, she does pretend to be a serious tour guide with an English translator. In her words, she talks about various attractions in Houston, Odessa, the destination of this trip, various historical stories and even food and drink.

The places, natural scenery and scenic spots are all at your fingertips.

Without even a hint from Wei Ran, the girl explained the history of Odessa and the nonsense family legend that she didn't know where "great-great-grandfather once dug gold when he was building a railway in Odessa."
To be continued...