The cabin instantly fell silent. Everyone turned toward the voice and saw a handsome young man who looked like a college student walking over.
"Let me try." Li Yichen walked up to the little girl and was about to examine her.
Only then did the doctor react. He was furious. I'd barely finished speaking before you stepped forward. Are you trying to make me look bad?
If the young man failed to cure her, that would be fine. But if he actually succeeded, how could the doctor ever save face?
His expression darkened. "Who are you? What gives you the right to examine her? Are you licensed to practice medicine?"
"Who I am is none of your business," Li Yichen said firmly. "If you can treat her, cure her right this instant. If you can't, shut up."
"You..." The doctor trembled with rage. Patients and their families usually fawned over him. Who would ever dare speak to him like this?
Li Yichen had no intention of paying him any attention. He hated people who assumed that because they couldn't do something, no one else could either. Besides, he was sure someone else would put the doctor in his place.
Sure enough, someone in the watching crowd immediately spoke up. "Exactly. If you can't treat her yourself, stop interfering..."
"The young man means well. What if he really can cure her?"
"You... all of you..." The doctor's lips trembled. Then he snapped in fury, "I'm a neurology specialist at XX Hospital. The people who come to me are all powerful officials and wealthy elites. People like you don't even qualify to be my patients."
Then he added smugly, "If I hadn't been invited to Urumqi to treat a wealthy businessman, people like you wouldn't even qualify to share a flight with