Chapter 25

After Wu Potian completed the basic measures, he looked at the patient's face, which had turned completely pale, and felt extremely frustrated, as he had no idea what to do. He questioned Qinglong with his mind: "Qinglong! How does the system assign tasks? There are no drugs on this plane. How am I supposed to treat the patient?"

"Master! The tasks assigned by the system are based on the medical skills you currently possess. As for how you treat this patient, I cannot provide any assistance for now. However, I can give you a hint. You have medical rewards stored in the system. You can exchange these rewards to obtain a treatment method."

Wu Potian had saved two rewards with the intention of exchanging them for cures for incurable diseases. He was even more depressed when Qinglong suggested he use the rewards, and he cursed in his mind: "Qinglong! Isn't the system just trying to trick me? I saved these rewards to get cures for incurable diseases, not to treat epilepsy."

"Master! You are a doctor. As a doctor, your basic duty is to help patients who need help, not to satisfy your vanity with your medical skills." As soon as Wu Potian complained about the system, Qinglong sternly corrected his mistaken notion.

Hearing Qinglong's rebuke, Wu Potian realized he had made a mistake in his thinking. He recalled his original purpose for studying medicine, which made him feel extremely guilty. Without hesitation, he instructed Qinglong: "Qinglong! Exchange the reward and give me an effective treatment for a severe epileptic seizure."

After Wu Potian gave the command to Qinglong, he felt a sudden surge of power in his mind. Soon, effective treatment measures for severe epileptic seizures appeared in his mind. This made Wu Potian very frustrated and regretful, and he asked himself: "Why didn't I think of using acupuncture? No wonder Qinglong said the system assigns tasks based on my current abilities."

Despite his frustration, Wu Potian didn't have time to complain. He quickly stood up from the aisle and said to the flight attendants gathered around: "Please help me keep an eye on this patient. I'll go back to my seat to get something. I'll be right back. Before I return, please help me take off the patient's shirt."

After saying this, Wu Potian quickly returned to his seat, took out his bag from the overhead compartment, and retrieved the box of silver needles given by the system. He put the bag back and quickly returned to the first-class cabin.

Under the curious gazes of several flight attendants and passengers, Wu Potian took out the silver needles from the box, disinfected them with alcohol swabs, and inserted the first needle into the patient's Fengchi acupoint. He then inserted needles into the Jiuwei, Jinsuo, Yaoyi, and Jianzhi acupoints, followed by the Zhongmai, Zhaohai, Shenmen, Guanyuan, Sanyinjiao, Zusanli, Taiyuan, Sanzhong, Shanzhong, and Xuehai acupoints.

After completing the acupuncture, Wu Potian did not stop immediately. He twisted the needles inserted in the patient's back for about two minutes, then changed to gently tapping the needles. The difference was that the previous twisting was a simple rotation of the needles, while the tapping was different. Each time Wu Potian tapped a needle, the bioenergy in his body would follow the needle into the patient's body.

After about ten minutes, small beads of sweat began to appear on Wu Potian's forehead. His originally pale face became even paler, but he did not stop tapping the needles. After about half an hour, the patient, who had been unconscious, suddenly started coughing. Wu Potian's pale face finally showed a smile. He quickly held the patient down and instructed: "Sir! You just had a severe epileptic seizure. Don't move for now." He then began to remove the needles from the patient's back one by one.

After removing all the needles from the patient, Wu Potian put them back in the box. He looked up, intending to ask the flight attendants to help the patient up, but a glimpse of something caught his eye.

Because Wang Peishan was half-kneeling, Wu Potian could see her white thighs and the black lace panties that barely covered her most alluring part. A few strands of dark hair peeked out, and the slightly protruding area between her thighs sparked endless fantasies in the young man, causing an involuntary reaction in his lower body. He quickly averted his gaze, unable to face Wang Peishan.

Wang Peishan, unaware that she had exposed herself, had been assisting Wu Potian since he started treating the patient. She had observed every move he made. If his good looks had initially made her heart race, his skilled treatment of the patient had deeply impressed her.

Thinking about the entire process, Wang Peishan's heart raced as she thought to herself: "I never expected this man to be not only handsome but also possess such excellent medical skills. His calm and passionate demeanor, full of artistic charm, mystery, warmth, wisdom, and refinement, makes him the perfect candidate for an ideal husband."

"Wang Peishan! Isn't there a saying that fate brings people together from afar, and those without fate cannot meet even if they are face to face? If fate has brought this man to you today, it must mean he is meant for you. Happiness is something you have to fight for. If you let this opportunity slip away, you will likely regret it for the rest of your life."

Not only Wang Peishan, but the other flight attendants around Wu Potian had similar thoughts. They couldn't believe such an excellent and handsome man existed. Those with boyfriends compared their partners to Wu Potian, while those without boyfriends saw him as their prince charming. Even the recently married chief flight attendant regretted getting married too early, as she would have tried to pursue this young man otherwise.

Wu Potian, unaware of the flight attendants' thoughts, tried to control his curiosity about the opposite sex. He couldn't help but turn his head back. Just as he was about to look again, a middle-aged man's voice reached his ears: "Doctor! Thank you for saving me! Can I get up now?"

The patient's voice immediately pulled Wu Potian back to reality. Embarrassed, he quickly stood up and instructed the patient lying in the aisle: "I am a doctor, and this is my duty. Your current condition is not suitable for getting up immediately. You should lie there and let your nervous system relax. After ten minutes, you can get up."

Thinking about his earlier diagnosis, Wu Potian continued: "Sir! If my diagnosis is correct, your condition is likely congenital. Your family should have a history of epilepsy. Although you have been controlling your condition with medication, the drugs only treat the symptoms, not the root cause."

The middle-aged man, lying on the ground, was shocked when he heard Wu Potian's words. He didn't expect the young man to understand his condition so well just by taking his pulse. However, due to his special status, another thought immediately crossed his mind: "How does this young man know so much about my condition? Is he trying to get close to me?"

Since the middle-aged man was lying on the ground, Wu Potian didn't see his alert expression or know what he was thinking. With the confidence gained from his studies in the learning space, Wu Potian continued: "Sir! Based on the pulse I took, your condition has been recurring frequently recently, which is a sign of deterioration. If you trust me, I can prescribe a treatment for you. Follow this treatment for a while, and then come back for the second stage of treatment. I guarantee that your condition will be cured within six months."