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The next morning, before the morning mist had dissipated, two black cars had already left the town.
Gu Youran leaned against the car window, looking at the gradually blurred street outline in the rearview mirror.
"Can't bear to leave?" Shi Heng held her hand.
"Yeah," she replied softly, "There are a lot of memories here."
Shi Heng squeezed her fingers and said, "After the wedding, I'll come back and stay with you for a month."
Gu Youran's eyes lit up, and she turned around and threw herself into his arms, resting her forehead against his shoulder and muttering, "You said that."
Feeling the warmth on his chest, Shi Heng gathered his arms and held her tighter.
As he lowered his head, the corner of his lips brushed the top of her head, "Yeah, I said it."
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Three hours later, H City Airport.
The eight people boarded the plane smoothly through the VIP channel.
In the first-class cabin, Gu Youran was resting with his eyes closed when he suddenly heard the cabin announcement:
"Attention all passengers, a passenger in economy class has suddenly fallen ill. Are there any medical personnel on board?"
Gu Youran immediately pressed the call bell.
The flight attendant hurried over and was visibly relieved when she saw her doctor's qualification certificate on her phone. "Please follow me."
Shi Heng stood up and followed, "I'll accompany you."
The economy class aisle was already crowded.
Gu Youran pushed through the crowd and saw a blond man in his fifties slumped in his seat, his face purple and his breathing weak.
"Make way!" She knelt in the aisle, her fingertips resting on the man's wrist while quickly checking his pupils. "He has acute myocardial ischemia and needs an injection immediately."
Shi Heng had already opened her portable medical kit and took out the gold needles for disinfection.
Gu Youran took the golden needle and skillfully inserted it into the man's Neiguan, Tanzhong and other acupoints.
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