Humming~
In the harsh screeching of the engines, the private jet slowly exited the runway and moved to the parking area.
On the ambulance, medical personnel swiftly carried their medical kits and stretchers, quickly approaching the cabin door as soon as the plane stabilized.
The stairs had just unfolded when they rapidly boarded and entered the cabin.
Inside the living room.
The flight attendant, face flushed red, was still administering emergency aid to Yuan Shikui.
It is a mandatory skill for flight attendants to know first aid.
The doctor bent down beside the sofa to take a closer look.
There was vomit on the floor, emitting a strong, fishy stench.
Yuan Shikui's face was extremely pale, as if smothered with a layer of foundation.
Lifting his eyelid revealed his eyeballs trembling.
The skin was cold and damp, and even under the armpits, the temperature was low.
He was in a coma, utterly unconscious and unresponsive.
