Chapter 91 Return to the Country

  "My dad was in a car accident and is now being treated in hospital." Koralyn burst into tears.

  Lin San "thud!" got up from the ground: "Jialan, don't cry, Uncle Gu will definitely be fine." Hearing that Gu Changfeng had a car accident, Lin San was also extremely worried.

  "Lin San, I'm so scared now, it's so hard for me." Gu Jialan whispered with a sob.

  "Alright, I'll take a plane back home tomorrow." Lin San furrowed his brow and made the decision to return home.

  "But you still have to read for your master's degree..." Gu Jialan said hesitantly.

  Lin San took a deep breath: "Something so big has happened, how can I still have the mood to read for a master's degree."

  "Alright, I'll wait for your return." Gu Jialan also needed Lin San's care at this time.

  After ending the call, Lin San directly went to the lobby on the first floor to check out and took a taxi to the airport.

  It's over 9 o'clock in the evening now, and the airport is quiet with very few people.

  Lin San quickly walked to the ticket counter and asked a woman in her 40s: "Excuse me, is there a flight to Huaxia tonight?"

  "It has just taken off." The woman said without raising her head.

  "What? Just took off?" Lin San's eyes widened suddenly: "When did that happen?"

  "It's just been a few minutes." The woman opened the drawer, took out a stack of money and started counting it. It was almost closing time, she had to count the ticket sales clearly and hand them over.

  "What type of plane is it?" Lin San asked urgently.

  "The ZG747." The woman finished speaking, then lowered her head and ignored Lin San (The model number ZG747 is something I made up, if there's any similarity, it's purely coincidental).

  "ZG747." Lin San repeated, turned around and left the hall, looked around, then came to a public phone by the roadside, picked up the receiver, and dialed "110".

  "The number you dialed is incorrect. Please check and dial again." A pleasant female voice came from the receiver.

  Lin San was stunned for a moment, then came to his senses. This is the United States, not China. The emergency number should be "911". After realizing this, Lin San immediately dialed the three digits "911".

  The phone rang once and was answered: "Hello, this is the police station. What can I help you with?"

  Lin San deliberately made his voice hoarse and said, "I want to report something. There is a timed bomb on the ZG747 plane that just flew to Huaxia." After finishing speaking, Lin San hung up the phone and quickly returned to the airport hall, standing at the door anxiously looking into the sky.

  After a few minutes, a loud rumbling sound came from the sky, and then a white plane slowly landed on the airport, with several blue characters "ZG747" printed on it.

  Lin San's mouth slightly curled up: "The efficiency of M country police handling cases is quite fast."

  The plane had just come to a stop when the cabin door was opened and then a large number of passengers rushed out of the plane in a state of panic.

  Just then, several police cars rushed into the airport with sirens blaring, and a dozen or so policemen got out of the vehicles.

  "Ladies and gentlemen, due to a minor fault with the aircraft, we have no choice but to return to the airport for repairs. We apologize for any inconvenience this may cause... Please line up in an orderly fashion and wait in the main hall. This announcement will be repeated..." The airport's public address system suddenly came on.

  Several airport staff stood at the entrance of the hall maintaining order.

  "What's going on? It was fine just now, why did the plane return to the airport again?"

  "I'm in a hurry."

  "What's wrong with the plane? Can it still take off tonight?"

  The passengers who got off the plane were indignant and loudly questioned.

  Several airport staff kept apologizing.

  The police who rushed to the scene quickly sealed off all entrances and exits of the airport, especially around flight ZG747, where a cordon was set up.

  Half an hour has passed and the plane's malfunction still hasn't been eliminated.

  The passengers in the waiting room were getting impatient.

  "I want a refund!" someone shouted.

  "Refund!"

  "I'm not taking the plane anymore!"

  Many passengers rushed to the ticket window, demanding a full refund.

  The ticket seller consulted with her superior and then refunded the full amount to the passengers, who took their money and left the airport grumbling.

  Before long, there were only about ten people left in the hall.

  At this time, Lin San walked up to the ticket counter and lightly tapped on it: "Give me a plane ticket to Hua Xia."

  The ticket seller was taken aback, looked up and glanced at Lin San: "Now the plane to Huaxia has a bit of a malfunction..."

  "It's okay, I'll wait." Lin San understood that the plane was not malfunctioning and would be able to take off soon.

  "Sir, are you sure you want to buy a ticket?" The ticket seller wanted to confirm.

  Lin nodded: "Right."

  "Give me your passport." The ticket seller held out his hand.

  Lin San took out his passport from his pocket and handed it over to the ticket seller.

  The ticket seller opened his passport, typed a line of numbers on the computer, and then turned around and said to Lin San: "A total of 500 US dollars."

  Lin San hastily pulled out a stack of money from his pocket, counted out 500 yuan and handed it over to the ticket seller.

  The ticket seller checked the authenticity of the banknote and then returned the printed ticket and passport to Lin San.

  "Thank you!" Lin San thanked and left the ticket window.

  At this time, the ZG747 plane was in an uproar.

  A group of police officers wearing bulletproof vests were searching for bombs on the plane with instruments.

  "How's it going? Didn't find the bomb!" a commander shouted loudly.

  "We've searched the plane three times and found no trace of a bomb," a police officer replied.

  The commander frowned: "Have you confirmed that you have checked all corners inside and outside the plane?"

  The police officer nodded: "Alright!"

  The commander's face sank: "It seems we've been made fools of."

  "Rat-a-tat-tat!" A middle-aged policeman rushed in at the cabin door: "Report to the commander, the passengers in the airport terminal are rioting, and many people have refunded their tickets."

  "All clear, take off." The commander hesitated for a moment before giving the order.

  "Yes!" The middle-aged policeman responded with a loud voice and turned around to rush down the plane.

  The commander took out a walkie-talkie and pressed the connect button: "Have you found the person who lied about having a bomb on the plane?"

  "Still searching..." a woman's voice came from the walkie-talkie.

  "How much time has passed and you still haven't figured it out? What have you been eating?" the commander exclaimed, raising an eyebrow.

  "No, the suspect used a public phone and there were no surveillance cameras nearby, so it's really hard to find the suspect for the time being..." The woman explained hastily.

  "Stop giving me objective reasons, listen to me: you must find the person who reported a bomb on the plane within an hour, otherwise all of you will be suspended!" The commander yelled and then hung up the phone.

  Ten minutes later, flight ZG747 took off safely.

  There were a dozen or so people scattered about the cabin, each with a look of discontent on their face. What a waste of several good hours.

  Lin San sat in the middle seat by the window, let out a gentle breath, and finally boarded the return flight home, it wasn't easy.

  More than ten hours later, the plane landed safely in the capital of Huaxia, "Jingcheng".

  Lin San got off the plane and immediately took a taxi heading towards Lanzhou City.

  Lanzhou City People's First Hospital.

  Emergency Department on 3rd floor.

  Gujalan sat on a chair by the wall, secretly wiping away tears.

  Suddenly, a hurried footsteps came from the corridor.

  Gu Jialan looked up in confusion, seeing a familiar figure walking towards her: "Lin San!" Gu Jialan exclaimed with surprise and delight, standing up and rushing towards the approaching Lin San.

  Lin San opened his arms and held Gu Jialan in his embrace.

  "Lin San..." Gu Jialan buried her face in Lin San's chest and burst into tears.

  Lin San lovingly stroked Gu Jialan's hair: "Okay, don't cry, don't cry."

  It took a long time for Gu Jialan to stop crying and lift her head to look at Lin San: "How did you come back so quickly?"

  "I took a flight back tonight," Lin San asked, "How's Uncle Gu?"

  Gujalan shook his head: "Still in rescue, it's almost a day now."

  "What's going on?" Lin San was somewhat puzzled. How did Gu Changfeng get into a car accident out of the blue?

  "It's all my fault. Yesterday, my dad asked me to go with him to a banquet, but I declined saying I wasn't feeling well. Who knew that on the way back home after the banquet, my dad collided with a speeding truck... If it weren't for the airbag, my dad would probably..." Gu Jialan's tears fell again at this point.

  Lin Sanshan patted Gulan's back: "Don't be sad, Uncle Gu has a good fate, nothing will happen to him."

  Gujalan sobbed slightly and didn't speak.

  "Bang!" The emergency room door was pushed open, and a weary male doctor and several nurses holding instruments walked out.

  "Doctor, how's my father?" Gu Jialan hastily asked as she rushed up.

  Lin San was also anxiously looking at the male doctor.

  The male doctor looked at Lin San and Gu Jialan, sighed softly: "I'm really sorry, we've done our best, but the injured person died of severe bleeding..."

  Gujalan only felt a blackness in front of his eyes, and then his body fell backwards.

  Lin San hastily stretched out his hand and hugged Gu Jialan: "Jialan, Jialan, are you okay?"

  Gujalan closed her eyes tightly and didn't move at all.

  "She's over-stimulated, she's in shock, put her down on the ground quickly." The male doctor said urgently.

  Lin San was stunned and immediately followed the doctor's instructions, gently putting Gu Jialan on the ground.

  The doctor squatted down and stretched out his thumb, pinching hard on the "Ren Zhong" acupoint under Gulalan's nose.

  "Hmm..." Gu Jialan's body trembled slightly as she slowly opened her eyes.

  "Jialan, are you alright?" Lin San asked softly, reaching out to stroke Jialan's head.

  Gu Jialan rolled her eyes and suddenly pushed Lin San away, scrambling up and rushing into the emergency room.

  When Lin San walked into the emergency room, he saw Gu Jialan lying on a hospital bed, crying out loud.

  Gu Changfeng lay quietly on the hospital bed, covered with a white cloth, motionless, his face full of blood.

  "Dad, how can you leave me? Dad..." Gula cried very sadly.

  Lin San walked to the bedside, reached out and grasped Gu Changfeng's wrist, closed his eyes, and carefully examined Gu Changfeng's body with his immortal technique, hoping to use his own immortal technique to bring Gu Changfeng back to life.

  A few minutes later, Lin San slowly opened his eyes, looking somewhat disappointed. Gu Changfeng was already dead, and the immortal technique couldn't save him at all.