Fortunately, there were not many cars on the road in those days. If the same situation happened in the future, there would definitely be a traffic accident.

The ticket seller was also a little panicked, and ran up to ask, "Master Qian, what happened?"

Lu Yichen said: "He's sick, he needs to be sent to the hospital as soon as possible."

Lu Yichen shouted to the passengers in the car, "Can you guys lend a hand and help lay the driver down?"

The woman who had just cursed said, "This is a waste of our time. Who would dare to help? If he blackmails the people who help him, wouldn't that bring trouble to himself?"

Luo Qiao stood up and was about to walk forward, but when she heard the woman's words, she turned her head and said, "Shut up. I hope you never need help from others."

After she finished speaking, the brothers in front of her helped Lu Yichen get him down from the driver's seat and laid him flat on the aisle. Luo Qiao stepped forward and quickly checked him, then said to the male conductor, "I'm afraid it's a heart attack. He needs emergency treatment."

The ticket seller said, "But I don't know how to do it either." He was so anxious that he was sweating profusely.

Luo Qiao asked everyone to return to their seats and open the windows to allow air to circulate in the car.

While speaking, he began to perform CPR on the driver and said to the conductor, "Listen to my instructions and give the driver artificial respiration. Otherwise, it's uncertain whether he can make it to the hospital."

While giving first aid, he said to Lu Yichen: "Can you drive this car?"

Lu Yichen knew what she meant and turned to walk towards the driver's seat. He knew that the driver had to be sent to the hospital immediately, and Luo Qiao's condition could only be considered first aid.

The conductor was getting upset at the moment, and he yelled, "Can you shut up? You just want to show off your ability, right? Have you ever done anything serious since you got on the train? You can't do anything except talking nonsense. I really don't know which man is so unlucky to marry someone like you."

The woman wanted to curse back, but was stopped by her son, who didn't want to arouse public anger again.

Lu Yichen drove the car steadily onto the highway. It was not far from the city and soon arrived at the nearest hospital. Everyone then realized that this young man's driving skills were as good as the old driver's.

Luo Qiao also instructed the male ticket seller to give the driver artificial respiration. After more than ten minutes, there was still no movement, but Luo Qiao never gave up.

As soon as the car stopped, Lu Yichen ran in to call for help. When the people from the hospital came over with a stretcher, the driver finally responded, and Luo Qiao finally breathed a sigh of relief.

She was thinking of giving him a sip of the well water in the space if he still didn't wake up, she was really worried that he wouldn't be able to recover.

The conductor saw the driver being carried away by the doctor and said to the people on the bus, "This is not far from our bus station. I'm really sorry for everyone today. Please get off here. I'm sorry."

After saying that, he bowed to the people in the car, and then at Luo Qiao's reminder, he pulled out the car keys. He didn't care what the people in the car said, and ran into the hospital in a hurry.

The woman wanted to curse, but when she met Lu Yichen's cold eyes, she was so scared that she stopped talking and just whispered to her son, "What's going on? We haven't even reached the station yet."

(End of this chapter)

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