"That female comrade, I beg you, please save him, save him, find medicine for him, I will give you money, please save me!" The middle-aged woman stuffed all the remaining money in her handkerchief into the flight attendant, stamping her feet and shouting miserably.
Yang Mumu yelled at her:
"Now you know you're worried. What were you doing before? You're blackmailing him. You're making him sick. I told you no. You have to wait until he's done convulsing before you can take the medicine. Didn't you see he's foaming at the mouth? Giving him medicine now would be harmful. If the medicine falls into his trachea, he'll die on the spot. We can only wait for him to wake up and take the medicine himself. Flight attendant, please take care of him. He's causing too much trouble for the patient."
The flight attendant yelled at the middle-aged woman, "You don't understand anything, so don't talk. Stay still. If you want to live, shut up."
The middle-aged woman covered her mouth, sat on the ground with tears streaming down her face, her face full of regret.
What should she do? What should she do? She shouldn’t be so greedy. She doesn’t want to die. Woohoo!
No one else felt sorry for her. They believed that there must be something hateful about a pitiful person. They were all indifferent to her crying and only paid attention to the situation of the gay man on the ground.
Yang Mumu withdrew her gaze and looked at the person on the ground. This man's acting was really amazing. His condition was exactly the same as that of a person having epilepsy. Even she, who knew a little bit about it, couldn't notice it unless she got close.
This guy is quite interesting!
After a while, the man on the ground twitched more slowly at the right time, gradually stopped, slowly opened his eyes, and choked. Yang Mumu helped him take out the chopsticks and helped him sit up. He immediately coughed a few times, looked at everyone, and asked weakly:
"What's wrong with me?"
"Alright, alright, I'm done with the crazy, that's great."
"It's okay, the gays are awake and can survive!"
Everyone around breathed a sigh of relief and cheered.
"Wake up, wake up, young man, I'm sorry, I didn't know you were sick, I'm so sorry, please forgive me, I'll pay you, I will."
The middle-aged woman smiled as if she had survived a disaster. She wiped the snot and tears from her face with her sleeves, got up, snatched the money from the flight attendant and stuffed it into Gu Xingzhou's hand, urging him anxiously.
"Hurry up and find your medicine and take it. I'm sorry for you. Please take the medicine!"
"Hehe, Auntie, I really didn't hit you." Gu Xingzhou didn't move. He looked at her and asked as if he was about to die at any moment.
"You didn't hit me. It was me who blackmailed you. I wanted to extort some money. I admit it. Stop talking. Take the medicine first. I beg you to take the medicine first." The middle-aged woman cried and begged. She was really afraid that he would die if he said one more word, and she would be doomed.
She now understood one thing: today was her unlucky day to have met such a sick person. As long as anything happened to this man, she would not be able to escape today.
You came to the countryside when you were sick, you should take the medicine quickly. She looked at the male comrade anxiously, wishing she could step forward and help him get the medicine, but now she didn't dare to make any extra movements, let alone touch it, she could only worry.
Gu Xingzhou just didn't agree with her and continued to say weakly: "Staff, did you all hear it? She was blackmailing me, ahem!"
The middle-aged woman nodded anxiously: "I am blackmailing you, I am blackmailing you, ancestor, please take out the medicine and take it!"
Gu Xingzhou couldn't catch his breath and gasped with his head tilted back.
The middle-aged woman slapped her hand on her mouth, suppressed her voice, and apologized humbly: "I was wrong, don't be impatient, let's take it slow, take it slow."
Yang Mumu gritted her teeth and tried hard to hold back her smile.
The chief steward stepped forward to comfort him:
"Comrade, we will take care of it for you. Don't worry, breathe slowly. Where is your medicine? We will get it for you, or ask the comrade next to you who can treat illnesses to help you. Take the medicine first."
"Thank you for your concern. I'll do it myself."
Gu Xingzhou supported himself with his hands and tried to get up. Yang Mumu held his arm and helped him sit down on the seat. Seeing a small puddle of foam on the ground, he squatted down with the handkerchief in his hand to wipe it clean.
The comrade was somewhat touched. This female comrade was really nice. He quickly said, "It's okay, comrade, we will clean it up. You can help this male comrade."
"It's just a matter of convenience, but you guys are also tired."
The flight attendant was a little touched. This female comrade was so nice and still cared about them.
Yang Mumu wiped it clean, folded the handkerchief and stood by, watching Gu Xingzhou take out something like a pill from his pocket and throw it into his mouth, then took out the kettle and took a sip and swallowed it.
She reached out to feel the pulse, nodded to the expectant crowd and said, "As long as you don't get angry, it won't be a big problem. You can't rush this disease, you can't get angry, you can't get excited. If you get excited, you will easily lose your breath and suffer from epilepsy."
When the middle-aged woman heard this, she slumped down on the ground, exhaled heavily, a slight smile appeared on her face, and she whispered to herself.
"It's okay, it's okay, my life is saved."
The flight attendant was also greatly relieved. He was really scared. "It's good that there is no problem. Comrade, you must not be angry anymore. Take care of yourself. We will hand her over to the flight attendant. We must educate her and detain her for a few days to let her know her own limitations. What do you think?"
Gu Xingzhou waved his hand: "How you deal with your future affairs is the business of the public security comrades. I have no right to interfere. I only know that I want a clean reputation, justice, and an apology."
"I understand." The flight attendant pushed the person in front of him. Without saying anything, the middle-aged woman apologized on her own. He said that she could accept being detained for a few days and then apologizing, as long as she didn't have to pay with her life.
"I'm sorry, it's my fault. I shouldn't have deliberately taken your seat and not stood up, and even pretended to be asleep. I shouldn't have falsely accused you of pushing and hitting me even though you didn't call me. My waist isn't broken, my stomach doesn't hurt, and I'm not hurt at all. I was greedy and wanted to make money, so I falsely accused you. I'm sorry."
The middle-aged woman bowed and was taken away by the train police.
"Alright, alright, everyone please sit back in your seats in an orderly manner. The train is moving, everyone please pay attention to safety, do not sit in a seat that is not yours, if there is an empty seat, you should give it up to someone else, and don't make any noise, sit down, your tickets will be checked in a moment."
The flight attendant looked at the passengers crowded together and tried to organize the order. After the passengers settled down, he glanced at the pale-faced male comrade and sighed.
We should go and coordinate with them. It's too dangerous outside. What if he faints again? It's a life, and that of an educated youth who went to the countryside. If he dies in their car, everyone will be responsible.
The chief flight attendant came over, said hello to Yang Mumu and the others, asked them to help look after the plane, and then left in a hurry.
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