"Who did you say you were going to kill?"
Yang Feng stared at the man in black with extremely cold eyes. His expression was stern and he growled harshly, "How dare you touch anyone? I think you are really tired of living!"
The hand that was gripping the other's wrist gradually tightened, and the man in black's facial features wrinkled together in pain. The furious look on his face just now disappeared in an instant, leaving only fear and pain.
"Ah! I was wrong, I was wrong, big brother, I was wrong, my wrist is going to be broken..."
"How can a broken wrist alone be enough?" Yang Feng's voice was so low it was chilling. "Just based on that movement you made just now when you raised the bottle to hit him, I can give you comminuted fractures all over your body!"
As he spoke, he exerted force, grabbing the wrist of the man in black and twisting it in the opposite direction. The man's screams became more and more miserable, and many people around him even covered their eyes subconsciously.
“No… no no no! Spare me! Big brother, spare me, ahhhhhh!!!”
"Yang Feng, don't worry about them for now!" Lu Ziyi suddenly shouted, "There's something wrong with Grandpa Li!"
Yang Feng glanced at him out of the corner of his eye, then quickly raised his leg and kicked the man in black in the stomach. The kick actually sent the man flying backwards, and he hit the table hard. It was not known whether it was out of fear or pain, but he fainted after landing with his eyes rolled back.
The man's salesman accomplices also seemed dumbfounded. After watching the excitement, the crowd all rushed forward and surrounded them, constantly shouting words like "swindlers" and "call the police".
Yang Feng ignored them and walked straight to Lu Ziyi and squatted down. Looking at Grandpa Li's closed eyes, his heart sank. "What happened? Wasn't he fine just now?"
"I don't know. I suspect it's because of fake medicine." Lu Ziyi half-hugged Grandpa Li's body, anxious and worried. "Grandpa Li just suddenly told me that he felt short of breath, chest tightness and shortness of breath, and dizziness, and then..."
"And he looked as pale as he does now, and there was no way to wake him up, right?" Yang Feng reached out and felt Grandpa Li's breath. "It's too weak. We must rush him to the hospital."
Lu Ziyi nodded and said hurriedly: "Okay, I'll call an ambulance..."
"Wait a minute," Yang Feng interrupted him, looking up and around, "This street is full of people now. It's far from the road and there's traffic at this time. It's hard for an ambulance to get in."
"Ziyi, where is the nearest hospital?"
"Ahead," Lu Ziyi said, "about two kilometers."
Yang Feng hummed, and without saying anything, he grabbed Grandpa Li's arms and put them on his shoulders. He lifted him up with a little force, and reached his own hands behind his back to support Grandpa Li's body.
"You..." Lu Ziyi was stunned for a moment, then quickly reacted, "You want to run over?"
"Well, this is the fastest way," Yang Feng said, "Don't worry, Grandpa Li won't fall down."
After saying that, he forcefully pushed his way through the crowd and started running. Lu Ziyi tried hard to follow him. He was worried that if Yang Feng ran too fast, it would put a greater burden on Grandpa Li's heart, but after running a kilometer, he realized that he was worrying too much.
Although Yang Feng always has a blank expression and looks like he doesn't care about anything, when the critical moment comes, his actions are decisive.
He did not stop along the way and ran hurriedly, but he always held Grandpa Li's body steadily, and no accidents occurred.
He had to admit that Lu Ziyi really admired Yang Feng's physical strength at this moment. Not to mention carrying a person, he was already panting and sweating profusely just by running.
As expected, people can unleash unlimited potential under extreme circumstances. Lu Ziyi never thought that he could run two kilometers in five minutes.
Because Lu Ziyi called the emergency center in advance, as soon as they arrived at the hospital entrance, several medical staff rushed out carrying a stretcher.
After Yang Feng put Grandpa Li on the stretcher, he sat down on the ground without even taking a breath.
Lu Ziyi, who was about to follow the medical staff into the hospital, stopped and turned to look at him with worried eyes.
"No...don't worry about me." Yang Feng slumped on the ground and waved at him, "Go, go, go, go, go, go...go, go, go."
Only then did Lu Ziyi realize that Yang Feng was also running out of breath.
Maybe it wasn’t because of his great physical strength, but because he didn’t dare to stop or rest along the way.
I ran to the hospital with my last breath.
Lu Ziyi looked at him deeply and said, "Don't leave, wait for me here."
Yang Feng was stunned for a moment, then nodded: "Okay, I'll wait for you"
Lu Ziyi turned around and ran into the hospital. Looking at his hurried back, Yang Feng took a deep breath and unconsciously raised the corners of his mouth.
Great! I can finally help you.
If helping you once can give me a chance to talk to you, I would be very happy.
Not a loss.
Yang Feng sat on the ground for a while, rubbed his legs which were weak from running, and slowly stood up.
He first moved around for a few times, then walked to the supermarket next to the hospital and bought two bottles of cool mineral water, a pack of tissues and a pack of wet wipes, then walked back to the main entrance of the hospital and found an empty bench to sit down.
He took out a wet wipe and carefully wiped the seat next to him, wiping off the remaining dust. He then took out a tissue to wipe off all the water stains. Finally, he drank half a bottle of water with satisfaction.
An unknown amount of time had passed, but Yang Feng kept staring at the hospital gate. He felt like he was about to become a husband-waiting stone.
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