"Ow, my hand is fractured! Why are you so ruthless?"
The foreigner spoke in strange-sounding Chinese. The pain was unbearable, and beads of sweat trickled down his forehead.
Sheng Tingze did not even bother to look at him, but his deep blue eyes were filled with confidence.
Hearing the commotion, a few flight attendants rushed over. Some of them had medical knowledge.
The sight of the screaming foreigner gave them a headache.
It was extremely rare for such things to happen on a plane. Moreover, it seemed like this foreigner didn't want to be kind anymore.
Sheng Yang suddenly reached out her hand.
The foreigner quickly raised his hand, thinking that she wanted to check on his condition. If he could exchange the pain for a chance to eat with a beauty, it wouldn't be too bad.
Who knew… the moment Sheng Yang grabbed his hand, it hurt even more. He gritted his teeth in pain, his legs trembling.
