The pain felt like piercing knives, Zhang Yantong immediately crouched down on the ground, clutching her chest, beads of sweat dripped from her forehead, she gritted her teeth and said, "How can this be? Why is my heart in so much pain?!"
"Miss, do you need help?" A handsome man approached from the side, seeing Zhang Yantong bent over and crouched on the ground, he couldn't help but inquire.
"No, no need!" Zhang Yantong hurriedly waved her hand, saying, "It's just a bit uncomfortable, but now I'm fine!"
"Alright, looks like we're on the same flight. I'll stay here with you; if you feel uncomfortable, just let me know!" The man smiled faintly, then immediately sat down beside Zhang Yantong. Zhang Yantong quickly stood up and sat down next to the man. The man smiled, "May I know your surname?"
"Surname Zhang!" Zhang Yantong said softly, the recent sharp pain gave her an inexplicable sorrow.
"Is Miss Zhang heading to the provincial city?" The man smiled.
