"My father had a car accident and is currently being treated in the hospital." Gu Jialan burst into tears.
Lin San stood up from the ground and said, "Jialan, don't cry. Uncle Gu will be fine." Hearing that Gu Changfeng had a car accident, Lin San was extremely worried.
"Lin San, I'm so scared now and feel so uncomfortable." Gu Jialan sobbed softly.
"Well, I'll take a flight back to China tomorrow." Lin San frowned and made the decision to return to China.
"But you still want to study for a master's degree..." Gu Jialan said hesitantly.
Lin San took a breath: "With such a big thing happening, how can I still be in the mood to study for a master's degree?"
"Okay, I'll wait for you to come back." Gu Jialan also needed Lin San's care very much at this time.
After ending the call, Lin San went directly to the lobby on the first floor to check out the room, and took a taxi to the airport.
It was around 9 o'clock in the evening, and the airport was deserted, with not many people around.
Lin San quickly walked to the ticket booth and said to a woman in her 40s: "Excuse me, is there a plane to China tonight?"
"It just took off," the woman said without raising her head.
"What? Just took off?" Lin San's eyes widened: "When did it happen?"
"It's only been a few minutes." The woman opened the drawer, took out a wad of money and started counting. She was about to get off work and needed to count the money from the ticket sales and hand it over.
"What model is the plane?" Lin San asked anxiously.
"zg747." After the woman finished speaking, she lowered her head and stopped talking to Lin San (I made up the model number zg747, and any similarities are purely coincidental).
"zg747." Lin San repeated, turned and left the hall, looked around, then came to a public phone on the roadside, picked up the phone, and broadcast "110".
"The number you dialed is wrong, please check before dialing." A pleasant female voice came from the microphone.
Lin San was stunned for a moment, then realized that this was the United States, not China, and the emergency number should be "911". After thinking about it, Lin San immediately pressed the three numbers "911".
The phone rang once and was answered: "Hi, hello, this is the police station. How can I help you?"
Lin San said in a hoarse voice on purpose: "I want to report something. There was a time bomb on the plane ZG747 that just flew to China." After saying that, Lin San hung up the phone and quickly returned to the airport lobby.
Standing at the door looking anxiously into the sky.
After about a few minutes, there was a huge roar in the sky, and then a white plane slowly landed at the airport, with several large blue characters "zg747" printed on the fuselage.
The corners of Lin San's lips curled up slightly: "The police in Country M are very efficient in handling cases."
As soon as the plane stopped, the cabin door was opened, and a large number of passengers ran out of the plane in panic.
At this moment, several police cars whistled and rushed into the airport. The doors opened and a dozen police officers got out.
"Dear passengers, due to a slight malfunction of the aircraft, we had to return to the airport for maintenance. I am really sorry for the inconvenience caused to everyone... Passengers, please line up and wait in the lobby. I will repeat it again..." The airport announcement suddenly rang.
Several airport staff stood at the entrance of the hall to maintain order.
"What's going on? It's fine, why did the plane return to the airport again!"
"I'm in a hurry."
"What's wrong with the plane? Can it still take off tonight?"
...
The passengers who got off the plane were furious and asked questions loudly.
Several staff at the airport kept apologizing.
The police who had just arrived quickly blocked all entrances and exits of the airport, especially a cordon surrounding aircraft ZG747.
Half an hour has passed, and the aircraft's fault has not been eliminated.
Passengers in the lobby were waiting impatiently.
"I want a refund!" Someone shouted.
"Refund!"
"I won't fly anymore!"
Many passengers rushed to the ticket window and demanded a full refund.
After asking for instructions from his superiors, the conductor refunded all the money to the passengers at the original price. The refunded passenger took the money and left the airport cursing.
In the blink of an eye, there were only a dozen people left in the hall.
At this time, Lin San walked to the ticket gate and knocked on the counter gently: "Give me a ticket to China."
The conductor was stunned for a moment, then raised his head and glanced at Lin San: "There is something wrong with the plane going to China now..."
"It's okay, I'll wait." Lin San understood that there was nothing wrong with the plane and it would take off soon.
"Sir, do you really want to buy a ticket?" The conductor wanted to confirm.
Lin San nodded: "Yes."
"Give me your passport." The conductor stretched out his hand.
Lin San took out his passport from his arms and handed it to the conductor.
The conductor opened his passport, entered a line of numbers on the computer, then turned to Lin San and said, "A total of 500 US dollars."
Lin San hurriedly took out a wad of money from his pocket, counted out 500 yuan and handed it to the conductor.
The conductor checked the authenticity of the banknote, and then returned the printed ticket and passport to Lin San.
"Thank you!" Lin San thanked him and left the ticket window.
...
At this time, plane zg747 was extremely busy.
A group of police officers wearing body armor were constantly searching for bombs on the plane with instruments.
"How's it going? Did you find the bomb?" a commander asked loudly.
"Report, we have searched the plane three times and found no trace of bombs." A policeman replied.
The commander frowned: "Are you sure you have checked all corners inside and outside the aircraft?"
The policeman nodded: "OK!"
The commander's face darkened: "It seems that we have been teased."
"Deng Deng Deng!" A middle-aged policeman ran into the cabin door: "Report to the commander, the passengers in the airport lobby are making a fuss, and many people have refunded their tickets."
"Clear the alarm and let the plane take off." The commander pondered for a moment and then issued the order.
"Yes!" the middle-aged policeman responded, turned around and ran off the plane.
The commander took out a walkie-talkie and pressed the connect button: "Have you found the person who falsely reported that there was a bomb on the plane?"
"Still checking..." A woman's voice came from the intercom.
The commander raised his eyebrows: "How long has it been and we haven't found out yet? What are you doing for food?"
"No, the suspect used a public phone, and there were no surveillance cameras nearby. It was really difficult to find the suspect for a while..." the woman explained hurriedly.
"Stop trying to find objective reasons for me. Listen to me: The person who lied about the bomb on the plane must be found within an hour, otherwise you will all be suspended!" After yelling, the commander hung up the phone directly.
...
Ten minutes later, plane zg747 took off safely.
There were more than a dozen people sitting scattered in the cabin, and everyone had a trace of dissatisfaction on their faces. It seemed like they had wasted several hours.
Lin San sat in the middle seat by the window and exhaled softly. He finally got on the plane back to China. It was not easy.
More than ten hours later, the plane landed safely in Beijing, the capital of China.
Lin San got off the plane and immediately took a taxi towards Lanzhou City.
...
Lanzhou People's First Hospital.
Emergency Department on the 3rd floor.
Gu Jialan sat on a chair by the wall, wiping tears secretly.
Suddenly there was a rush of footsteps in the corridor.
Gu Jialan raised her head in confusion and saw a familiar figure walking towards her: "Lin San!" Gu Jialan shouted in surprise, stood up and ran towards Lin San who was walking towards her.
Lin San opened his hands and held Gu Jialan in his arms.
"Lin San..." Gu Jialan lay in Lin San's arms and burst into tears.
Lin San stroked Gu Jialan's hair lovingly: "Okay, don't cry, don't cry."
It took a long time before Gu Jialan stopped crying and raised her head to look at Lin San: "Why are you back so soon?"
"I took the evening flight back. How is Uncle Gu?" Lin San asked.
Gu Jialan shook his head: "We are still rescuing him, it has been almost a day."
"What's going on?" Lin San was a little surprised. Why did Gu Changfeng get into a car accident?
"It's all my fault. Yesterday, my father asked me to go to a party with him. I refused because I felt unwell. Unexpectedly, on the way home from the party, my father collided with a speeding truck...
If it weren't for the airbag, my dad would probably..." At this point, Gu Jialan's tears fell again.
Lin San reached out and patted Gu Jialan on the back: "Don't be sad, Uncle Gu has his own destiny, and everything will be fine."
Gu Jialan sobbed and said nothing.
"Bang!" The door of the emergency room was pushed open, and a tired-looking male doctor and several nurses with instruments in their hands walked out.
"Doctor, how is my father?" Gu Jialan hurriedly approached him and asked.
Lin San also looked at the male doctor anxiously.
The male doctor glanced at Lin San and Gu Jialan, and sighed softly: "I'm really sorry, we have tried our best, but the injured... died due to excessive bleeding."
Gu Jialan felt her eyes go dark and leaned back.
Lin San hurriedly reached out and hugged Gu Jialan: "Jialan, Jialan, are you okay?"
Gu Jialan closed her eyes tightly and remained motionless.
"She is overstimulated and is in shock. Lay her flat on the ground." The male doctor said urgently.
Lin San was stunned, and immediately followed the doctor's instructions and gently placed Gu Jialan on the ground.
The doctor squatted down, stretched out his thumb, and pinched the "Ren Zhong acupoint" under Gu Jialan's nose.
"Well..." Gu Jialan shuddered and slowly opened his eyes.
"Jialan, are you okay?" Lin San stretched out his hand to drag Gu Jialan's head and asked warmly.
Gu Jialan rolled her eyes, then pushed Lin San away, got up and rushed into the emergency room.
When Lin San walked into the emergency room, he saw Gu Jialan lying on a hospital bed crying loudly.
Gu Changfeng was lying quietly on the hospital bed, his body covered with a white cloth, motionless, and his face was covered with blood.
"Dad, how could you leave me, Dad..." Gu Jialan cried very sadly.
Lin San walked to the bedside, reached out and held Gu Changfeng's wrist, closed his eyes, and used his magic to carefully explore Gu Changfeng's body, hoping to use his magic to revive Gu Changfeng.
A few minutes later, Lin San slowly opened his eyes, with a somewhat disappointed expression. Gu Changfeng was already dead, and there was no way that immortal magic could save him.