Lin Hai also walked towards the airport.

Wang Dajun sneered and said, "Captain Lin, oh no, I should call you Director Lin now."

He paused, and then continued in a vague tone: "Director Lin, the CEO and I are going to the security check, you should stop seeing us off. We will only be gone for a week and will be back soon."

Lin Hai blinked, smiling without saying a word, still moving forward.

"Captain Lin, I appreciate your kindness, come, let me carry the luggage."

After saying that, Wang Dajun reached out to take the suitcase.

At this moment, Ouyang Xiaoya turned back and explained: "Let him carry it. This will also help him exercise his arm strength, so he doesn't just eat and laze around every day."

Wang Dajun was stunned for a moment, then said, "But, CEO, we need to…"

"Oh, I forgot to tell you, Captain Lin is also joining us on this business trip," Ouyang Xiaoya said with a smile.

"Uh...Yes!"

Hearing the CEO's words, Wang Dajun's words got stuck in his throat, almost choking to death, his face resembling someone who had swallowed a fly. The smugness from earlier vanished in an instant; his lips dry, he shut up.

Lin Hai maintained his earlier smile and quietly continued walking.

That smile was so irritating in the eyes of Wang Dajun, but he couldn't say anything right now, fearing it might irk the CEO.

"Damn it, why does he have to be on the business trip too?!"

"I was finally getting a chance to get closer to the CEO, and now it's all ruined."

"No, on this trip, I must find a way to let the CEO know that Lin Hai is nothing but a worthless loser. I need to show off my excellence indirectly to belittle Lin Hai, gradually make him utterly despised by the CEO, and soon I will appear more outstanding in the CEO's eyes. Perhaps then I could marry the big boss and become the CEO of Mingya, reaching the pinnacle of my life. I'm even a bit excited thinking about it," Wang Dajun secretly thought.

The security check went smoothly this time; Lin Hai was not suspected of carrying devices like "stun guns."

Boarding the plane, Lin Hai blinked his eyes.

Wang Dajun displayed a disdainful look, thinking to himself, "Country bumpkin, probably has never been on a plane."

"Director Lin, you can't use the phone on the plane. The flight attendant will remind you later, don't make a fool of yourself and disgrace us soldiers," Wang Dajun deliberately lowered his voice, but made sure Ouyang Xiaoya could hear, addressing Lin Hai.

Just then, a flight attendant came over and said to Wang Dajun: "Sir, please turn off your phone."

Wang Dajun took out his phone to turn it off and then, in a show-off manner, said to Lin Hai, "See?"

Lin Hai smiled at the flight attendant and said, "I turned it off when going through the security check. If you don't believe me, check."

After checking Lin Hai's phone, the flight attendant returned a professional smile.

Wang Dajun smacked his lips, feeling uneasy, thinking to himself, "Lin Hai must have been instructed by the CEO to turn off his phone in advance. Otherwise, how could someone like him who just muddles through in the kitchens know to turn off the phone before boarding?"

Ouyang Xiaoya was quite surprised, Lin Hai knew to turn off his phone in advance? Impressive.

Soon, everyone found their own seats.

Wang Dajun saw that he was in the same row as the CEO, feeling even more excited: "This time I can get even closer to the CEO. I must continue to work hard, striving to soon gain the CEO's... oh man!"

Just as Wang Dajun indulged in his fantasies, Lin Hai sat down abruptly between him and Ouyang Xiaoya.

Wang Dajun's fantasy instantly shattered into pieces, and he stared at Lin Hai's profile with immense sorrow and indignation.

"Damn, this guy is so lucky to be seated next to the CEO, he won't be this lucky next time."

Huffing, Wang Dajun closed his eyes tightly, silently trying to mend his broken fantasies.

"CEO, this seat is great. You really know how to pick them," Lin Hai chuckles, in high spirits as he heads out.

Ouyang Xiaoya smiled and said, "This was booked by Murong Xue. Don't compliment me."

"Ha, it must be good guidance from the CEO then, plus Murong's diligence," Lin Hai laughed.

"Humph, sucking up, I, Wang Dajun, an elite special retired soldier, am too proud to resort to such petty tricks," Wang Dajun thought to himself, feeling a stifling oppression in his chest.

As the plane prepared for takeoff and the flight attendant checked everyone, it ascended into the sky with a jolt.

Lin Hai leisurely closed his eyes, thinking this trip to the grassroots military was worthwhile to relive the old military vibe. Moreover, he had never been to Zhonghai city; he heard the girls there were exceptionally charming and there was even a street famous for erotic massages...

As he let his mind wander, suddenly someone's throat made a "gurgling" sound.

Immediately after, a woman screamed, "My husband is having a heart attack, help, please!"

Lin Hai opened his eyes and looked in the direction of the sound, seeing a middle-aged woman with eyes full of anxiety supporting a middle-aged man who was pale, clutching his chest, his mouth twitching unnaturally, his face contorted in pain.

The flight attendants rushed over but were stunned; although they knew basic first aid, they were helpless against an acute heart attack, anxiously pacing around.

"Quick, my husband is not going to make it, he's out of nitroglycerin pills," the middle-aged woman cried as tears streamed down her face, her husband's breath growing weaker, his entire body seemed like his throat was blocked, struggling to breathe, his eyes rolling upwards.

People around also started shouting, "Does anyone have medicine? Quick, save him, I am willing to pay 10,000 for his medication."

"Does anyone have medicine, please bring it out, we're all compatriots of Huaxia, help out in this emergency!"

"Who has medicine?"

Witnessing this, Wang Dajun inwardly sighed, "Bad luck! Encountering such an incident, based on his experience, if that man couldn't get medication promptly, he would definitely die aboard within five minutes."

Ouyang Xiaoya glimpsed sympathy in her eyes, she turned to Lin Hai and whispered, "Haven't you always said you know medical skills? Can you help?"

Lin Hai remained composed, not showing any sign of panic, he slightly nodded, took off his sunglasses, hung them in his breast pocket, and stood up, saying loudly, "Everyone, don't panic, I practice traditional Chinese medicine, please make way."

People around instinctively stepped aside.

Among them were some white-collar elites and successful people, some of whom knew about medical treatments. Chinese medicine emergency treatment for heart disease? They had never heard of such a thing.

But at that moment, they were grasping at straws, hoping the somewhat world-weary handsome young man was skilled enough, even if just to help the patient last until they could get him to a hospital after landing.

"Please, let's make some space for ventilation," Lin Hai said calmly to the people around.

The middle-aged woman quickly grabbed Lin Hai's arm, pleading desperately, "Young man, please save my husband, I'll give you anything you want."

"Ma'am, don't worry. This illness isn't difficult to handle, I don't need anything from you. Helping others is a fine tradition of our Huaxia people."

After speaking, Lin Hai took a deep breath, gathered his Gang Qi, and slowly extended his index finger.

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