Song Zhenzhen's mind was working fast, she knew this opportunity was rare.
Once Song Ziyi and Song Yunyi go to the Sichuan Provincial Military Region, it will be very difficult for her to get Song Ziyi to Beijing because they are far away from home.
Song Zhenzhen greeted the person at the next counter and asked them to help watch the counter while she had to go out for something urgent.
The salesperson at the next counter rolled her eyes and ignored Song Zhenzhen. No matter what she said, there was no way she could help her watch the counter. If anything went wrong, she would deserve to be punished.
Song Yun and Song Ziyi walked around the department store and came out. As soon as they came out, they met Qi Mo Nan who came in a hurry.
After the three of them met up, they took the shuttle bus together and planned to go directly to the train station. They would have a quick bite to eat at the train station at noon and go to wait for the train early to avoid missing the train due to any unexpected situations.
At the bus stop, Qi Mo'nan was listening to Song Ziyi chattering about the strange things he encountered when he went to look at houses with a smile on his face. An old man with a cane slowly walked over. When he reached Song Ziyi, his body tilted and he fell straight towards Song Ziyi.
Qi Mo Nan was close by and reacted quickly. He reached out and supported the old man who fell onto Song Ziyi.
The old man wanted to slide to the ground, but Qi Mo Nan was too strong and he couldn't slide down. Qi Mo Nan supported his body. "Old man, where do you feel uncomfortable? Are you okay?" Qi Mo Nan asked.
The old man looked in agony. “I’m in so much pain, so uncomfortable, I’m going to die, help me, help me.”
Qi Mo'nan frowned. He held the old man's armpits with his hands and could feel the old man's heartbeat was steady and strong, and his breathing was also steady, not at all like the breath and heartbeat of a sick person.
Qi Mo Nan looked at Song Yun.
Song Yun walked over and looked at the old man's face carefully. She found that the old man's face looked normal, not like the face of a sick person.
He reached out to feel her pulse, but the old woman shook his hand away. "What are you doing? Don't touch me! Help! This woman is trying to kill people!"
Song Yun and Qi Mo Nan looked at each other.
As soon as the old man shouted, people gathered around him.
There was a large crowd at the bus stop, and many people liked to join in the fun, so quite a few people soon gathered around.
"What's going on? What's wrong with this old man? Why is he shouting for help?" Everyone's eyes were looking back and forth at Qi Mo Nan and Song Yun.
Someone in the crowd shouted, "Could it be human traffickers?"
Someone retorted, "Did you get your head stuck in a door? Human traffickers only snatch children and women. Why would they snatch an old man with a half-closed coffin?"
Qi Monan tried to let go of the old man, but found that although the old man was very strong, he refused to stand up straight and was determined to slide to the ground. He could only continue to hold him.
Song Yun addressed the chattering crowd, "Does anyone recognize this old man? He was just walking over here on crutches when he suddenly fell to the ground. Luckily, our team leader caught him. When we asked him what was wrong with him, he wouldn't say anything. I wonder if he has Alzheimer's. Does anyone know his family?"
When everyone heard that the man supporting the old man was the team leader, their eyes changed. They no longer had any previous doubts and began to look at the old man carefully, racking their brains to think if they had seen this old man somewhere before.
When the old man supported by Qi Mo Nan heard that the man in front of him was a regimental commander, his expression changed and his legs became stronger. He stood up on his own without using crutches. "Qi Zhi, let go. I'm fine. I just had a seizure and felt dizzy for a while. I'm much better now."
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