After all, in today's society, even when faced with individuals in need of assistance, people tend to choose a more cautious approach rather than easily lend a helping hand in the face of many uncertainties.
Just as everyone was discussing, Chu Jinghong struggled to squeeze into the center of the crowd.
"Retreating and gathering together will not help but only increase the chaos."
His steady voice cut through the noisy crowd, and everyone present felt its influence.
Chu Jinghong then wanted to unbutton the tightly closed shirt of the old man sitting cross-legged on the ground so as to take further rescue actions. "Sir, please wait a moment!"
A man wearing round-frame glasses suddenly reached out to stop him, with a puzzled look on his face.
Seeing this, Chu Jinghong paused and calmly looked back at the other person's questioning eyes. "It's obvious that I'm offering a helping hand. In this critical moment, is there something more meaningful I should be doing?"
His words were calm yet firm, and it seemed that no obstacle could stop him from moving forward.
There was silence in the air for a few seconds, and then people around him gradually made room for him.
Perhaps from this moment on, a real change is quietly coming...
Chu Jinghong carefully examined the man in front of him, frowning, and said dissatisfiedly: "Stand back, don't hinder me!"
"Do you know who I am? This patient is in critical condition. Improper movement could lead to a severe stroke!"
The man's tone was filled with arrogance and confidence.
"The one in charge?" Chu Jinghong laughed sarcastically. "Do you want him to just lie there and wait to die? He's barely breathing, his pupils are dilated, and no amount of medicine will help him."
After hearing this, the other party did not immediately become angry. Instead, he said more firmly: "You are absolutely not allowed to do anything for the patient without authorization."
As he spoke, a hint of pride flashed in his eyes.
As soon as the word "professional certificate" was mentioned, an invisible fire burned in Chu Jinghong's heart.
"Even if Hua Tuo were reborn, he probably wouldn't be able to produce a 'legal' medical certificate that meets their standards. Can a piece of paper really be used to judge the level of medical expertise?"
Chu Jinghong felt very indignant when thinking about those examples of veteran doctors with both virtue and talent who were forced to stop treating patients because they had no license.
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