Chapter 152: You’re Making It Easy for Me to Misunderstand

"Someone got stabbed?"

The beautiful stewardess following closely behind Yang Yan heard this, her face changed, and she quickly ran towards the direction of the sound to see what was happening.

The middle-aged man who had been stabbed was already on the ground, clutching his stomach with both hands, blood seeping out continuously between his fingers.

The one who had just cried out was a shivering, stunned stewardess.

Seeing the blood between the man's fingers, she didn't say much, quickly grabbing a piece of medical gauze from the storage room's first aid kit, and hastily covering it over him.

The man was now in great pain, almost fainting, groaning continuously on the ground.

Yang Yan walked over, bent down, and said:

"Let me handle this!"

Finishing his sentence, Yang Yan reached out his hand to the man's stomach, lightly pressing seemingly randomly around the bleeding wound.