There were still twenty minutes before the plane landed at Incheon Airport. Yu Sha was sitting in her seat, casually looking through the documents in her bag. She vaguely heard the excited voices of the tourists in the back row and couldn't help but recall the time when she first came to South Korea. At that time, the temperature change was so big that she was always shivering with cold. Even when she was curled up in the quilt, she didn't feel warm. Perhaps it was because her heart was cold that made her seem even colder. When she was betrayed and framed by her closest friend Xu Yingmei in Taipei, she no longer showed enthusiasm towards others and never smiled heartily again. Hurt too deeply, she decided to fly abroad to heal her wounds. Even though her parents were reluctant, she still insisted on leaving. Helplessly, her parents agreed and waved goodbye to her at the airport. Although their reluctant eyes made her heart ache, she had to go. If she didn't go out to accept new things to distract herself, she was afraid that she would break down.
She had been here for half a year and had also worked in the 'Huadun Aoke International Trade Company' in Seoul for half a year. Besides having a stable life in terms of food, clothing, housing, and transportation, what made her most gratified was the peace. She no longer heard others' doubts about her, nor did she see the people she didn't want to see. Both her body and mind were slowly recovering in peace, although everything was so strange. "Sir, what's wrong with you? Wait a moment. I'll go and call for help." The stewardess's anxious voice attracted the attention of many people in the cabin, and the voices of their discussions rang in her ears, disturbing her from reading the materials. In less than five minutes, the stewardess rushed over with the first-aid team on the plane. "The wound has burst open. Blood transfusion is needed. Amy, go and get the blood bag." Then the stewardess quickly brushed past her. Yu Sha put the materials into her briefcase and closed her eyes to rest. She had been transferred by the managing director to Jeju Island on a business trip for a week, and finally it was over. She was almost exhausted. No matter how lively it was, she had no interest in seeing it. However, things didn't go as she wished. The doctor in the cabin said in standard Korean, "Are there any friends on board with RH negative blood type or O blood type? There is a passenger on the plane who urgently needs blood to maintain his life until we arrive at the airport in ten minutes. If any of you has RH negative blood type, I hope you can lend a helping hand."
For a long time, no one responded. Facing the awkward situation, the doctor had to choose from the stewardesses. Unfortunately, no one's blood type matched his. The RH blood type is the rarest among blood types. Hearing this, Yu Sha opened her eyes and walked over. "I'm type O blood. Use mine." The doctor looked at her in surprise for a moment and asked, "Are you sure?" He was well aware of everyone's concerns. Who would donate blood for a stranger? But what on earth was this woman thinking? Yu Sha nodded and said, "Take mine. Saving people is more important." After saying that, she sat beside the man who was about to fall into a coma, rolled up her sleeves. The doctor gave her an encouraging look, disinfected her arm and started the blood transfusion. No matter how many eyes were on her, she didn't look up to pay attention. She glanced sideways at the man whose eyes were slowly opening, with a look without any expression. Quan Zhengxun closed his eyes and rested at ease. He forced himself to wake up just to see who the person who saved him was. If there was something strange in the person's eyes, he would rather not know. When he saw her unfamiliar face and eyes, he felt relieved. He was the young master of 'Huadun International'. So many people tried every means to get close to him, so he had to be on guard. Just like some time ago, someone even tried to attack him at his residence in the United States. Although he had practiced martial arts, it was hard to fight against four hands and he was stabbed. After recuperating in the hospital, he received a call from his younger brother, the acting agent of the head office, so he rushed to catch the plane without stopping. Unexpectedly, the wound burst open again. What bad luck!
The doctor pulled out the needle from Yu Sha's arm and thanked her with a smile. "Thank you very much indeed." "You're welcome. I'm getting off the plane." Feeling that someone was lifting him up and the people beside him were also about to leave, Quan Zhengxun immediately opened his eyes. "Wait a minute. I haven't thanked you yet." Yu Sha felt a pang of reluctance in her heart when she saw how weak he was. She smiled coldly. "I accept. Take care." After saying that, she went back to her seat just now, picked up her briefcase and left. Quan Zhengxun fell into a coma, but her appearance clearly emerged in his mind: a sling dress with purple and black checks, a white short-sleeved shirt inside, wavy hair pinned up with a white gauze flower hairpin, a calm and steady look, and short words without any emotion...