The purser, Sister Qing, hurriedly ran forward, "Sir, are you a doctor?"
Chen Xuan replied softly, "I'm not a professional doctor, but I do understand medical skills."
"Great!"
Sister Qing didn't hesitate, "Then we'll trouble you! Xiao Na and Xiao Li, step aside and let this gentleman take charge of the rescue."
The two flight attendants quickly moved aside to make space.
The granddaughter of the elderly man looked at Chen Xuan anxiously, "Sir, you must save my grandfather, I'm begging you."
"Don't worry, your grandfather will be alright."
Chen Xuan responded softly and reached out to unbutton the elderly man's shirt, exposing his chest.
With two fingers together, he rapidly tapped several acupuncture points and pressed forcefully.
Everyone watched Chen Xuan intently, waiting for a miracle to happen.
A minute later, Chen Xuan retracted his fingers and slapped his palm over the elderly man's heart.
In an instant, the old man started coughing and regained consciousness.
