Chen Nan had known before that the heavenly laws and rules of the East and West were different.
Eastern cultivators would be suppressed upon entering the Western world.
However.
He had never expected this suppression to be so intense.
After all, even when he entered the Demon Realm from the Immortal Realm, his cultivation was only suppressed to the level of a first-grade Immortal Emperor.
And now.
He had gone from a ninth-grade Immortal Emperor to an ordinary person.
This was something he had not anticipated before.
"It seems the Western world cannot be underestimated."
"Both are origin places, and the danger here is no less than that of the Immortal Realm."
However.
He wasn't worried.
He hadn't planned to rely on his martial prowess to retrieve the Liangzhou Cauldron in the Western world anyway.
It didn't matter much if his cultivation was suppressed.
Since he was suppressed.
He would just be an ordinary person again!
He just hoped he wouldn't encounter any cultivators from the Western world.
Thinking this.
He decided to try and resist the invisible rules.
He channeled his qi to his Dantian, intending to use his internal immortal energy to counter the heavenly laws of the Western world.
Boom!
Without any warning!
A deafening thunderclap echoed through the sky!
A thick bolt of lightning struck the wing.
This caused the passengers in the cabin to scream.
Even Chen Nan was startled.
What the hell!
I just wanted to try and recover my cultivation, do you have to be so harsh?
Chen Nan decisively gave up the idea of recovering his cultivation.
He had a premonition.
If he forcibly recovered his cultivation.
This passenger plane might disintegrate in the air.
And then hundreds of people would be buried at sea!
Even if his physical body was invincible and he wouldn't die from the fall.
Others would have no chance of survival.
"Husband, what's wrong?" Seeing Chen Nan's pale face, Xu Qingxin asked with concern.
Chen Nan casually replied, "Nothing, just feeling a bit weak."
Xu Qingxin paused, recalling the absurd yet memorable events of the previous night, a suggestive smile appearing on her face: "Be good, don't bite off more than you can chew, alright?"
Pfft!
Chen Nan almost spat out a mouthful of blood.
The weakness he was referring to was not what Xu Qingxin understood!
Just you wait!
When we land, I'll give you a private lesson!
Just then.
A startled cry came from the seat in front: "Grandpa, Grandpa, what's wrong? Someone, quickly, help!"
The cry came from a mixed-race woman around twenty years old.
She was wearing a black tight-fitting dress that accentuated her curves.
Her features were also exquisite.
At this moment, her eyes were filled with helplessness.
The flight attendants rushed over.
He Zhuqing anxiously said, "My grandfather has fainted, please find a way to save him!"
The flight attendants had all received first aid training.
Seeing the unconscious old man, they immediately began emergency procedures.
Concurrently.
A flight attendant used the plane's intercom to ask if there were any medical personnel on board.
Soon, a middle-aged Caucasian man approached.
He was wearing a black suit and gold-rimmed glasses.
He looked very refined.
He spoke in a not-so-standard Chinese: "My name is Mike, I'm a doctor, perhaps I can save this old man." He walked to the old man's side and pried open his eyelids. Then he used his stethoscope to listen to the old man's heartbeat.
His expression turned grim.
"Doctor Mike, how is my grandfather?" He Zhuqing asked anxiously.
Mike shook his head, "Your grandfather's heart has stopped beating. He's on his way to see God now."
Boom!
He Zhuqing felt as if she had been struck by lightning, tears welling up in her eyes: "No, no, Grandpa has always been in good health, how could he be going to see God?"
Mike couldn't help but ask, "Your grandfather isn't young anymore, did he have any prior heart problems?"
He Zhuqing shook her head, "Grandpa has always been very healthy, and he has regular physical check-ups every year. The last one was only a week ago."
"His physical indicators were all normal last time!"
The He family had lived overseas for many years.
They were returning this time to reunite with their relatives in the clan.
Who would have thought that just after celebrating the Mid-Autumn Festival yesterday, on the way back, Grandpa would have already gone to see God first.
Mike sighed, "Your grandfather had sudden cardiac arrest. It's not a major illness. As long as he received treatment within the golden five minutes, he would have woken up."
"But now, there's no defibrillator on the plane, and cardiopulmonary resuscitation alone is unlikely to revive him."
"Even if we land at the nearest airport, your grandfather might have already arrived at God's place."
He Zhuqing suddenly remembered her grandfather's fear of thunder and quickly said, "My grandfather is afraid of thunder. In his condition, was it because of that lightning strike earlier?"
Mike shrugged, unable to deny it, "He was probably scared to death by that thunderclap just now!"
"Don't spout nonsense here!" Chen Nan stood up and said disdainfully, "It's just a minor myocardial infarction. Talking about going to see God, if you don't know how to treat people, then don't babble."
"Who are you?" Mike said angrily, looking at Chen Nan.
For some reason.
He felt a sense of familiarity with the other person.
As if he had seen him somewhere before.
"Oh, I'm also a doctor, a traditional Chinese medicine doctor!"
Chen Nan hadn't intended to intervene.
After all, this middle-aged man named Mike was also a doctor.
However.
The situation proved that he had to act.
Firstly, this fellow's medical skills were mediocre.
Secondly, the old man had a heart attack triggered by the thunder.
Then he definitely couldn't stand by and do nothing, especially since the lightning strike was caused by him.
"Traditional Chinese Medicine?" Mike burst into laughter: "Traditional Chinese Medicine has long declined, and you still have the nerve to call yourself a TCM practitioner?"
"Also, your tone earlier was very arrogant, actually calling it a minor myocardial infarction."
"Let me tell you, myocardial infarction is a sudden illness with a high mortality rate."
"No one on this plane can prevent this old man from going to see God."
Traditional Chinese Medicine had declined years ago.
Although more than two years ago, a man named Chen Nan had boosted the reputation of TCM.
But the fact was.
Not all TCM practitioners had the ability to bring people back from the brink of death like Chen Nan.
Therefore.
After that, the reputation of TCM did not increase but decreased.
Like a roller coaster, it had been on a downward trend for the past two years.
And the reason for all this was Chen Nan.
He had shown the world the wonders of TCM, leading people to place their hopes on TCM.
And the result…
Was far from satisfactory.
Mike folded his arms and said disdainfully, "Young man, traditional Chinese medicine has long since declined!"
"This is an undeniable fact."
"Don't live in your own fantasy, thinking that TCM can save all beings!"
"This is very unrealistic."
"Unless you are Chen Nan!"
Chen Nan raised an eyebrow, "How do you know I'm Chen Nan?"
Mike was stunned and instinctively asked, "You're also called Chen Nan?"
Although it was an Eastern name.
In the Western medical community, it was a household name.
To be precise, the name Chen Nan had once been considered the number one enemy by Western medicine.
Before Chen Nan could reply.
Mike's pupils suddenly trembled, and he exclaimed, "Oh my god, you're the divine doctor Chen from two years ago?"
"Didn't you go to see God? How are you still alive?"