Zhang Yuan ran quickly while praying silently in his heart.
“Hope there is still hope!!!”
That's right, he is now going to save someone, someone he has never met and doesn't know.
Just 5 minutes ago, when he was sitting in the car and chatting with Lin Weiwei, he inadvertently caught a glimpse of an old man in a Zhongshan suit falling on the sidewalk by the road.
At first, Zhang Yuan thought that the old man’s relatives would help him up, so he didn’t pay much attention and continued talking to Lin Weiwei.
However, five minutes passed and the old man was still lying alone on the ground, his face pale and his features grim. None of the passers-by came forward to help.
Even if there were a few people who liked to watch the fun, they avoided it and chose to watch from afar.
After all, these days it is not uncommon for people who help others with good intentions to be blackmailed or even imprisoned, and everyone is still frightened.
Even if someone does nothing to help someone in need, we can't entirely blame human indifference.
Zhang Yuan has no such concerns at all because he is a Chinese medicine practitioner.
Seeing this situation, I made a prompt decision and chose to save people.
Thus, there was the scene where Zhang Yuan opened the car door and ran away at the speed of a 100-meter sprint.
......
When Zhang Yuan rushed to the old man and squatted down, he gave him a kind smile.
The old man's originally desperate face suddenly showed an extremely relieved smile.
His mouth opened and closed with difficulty, his eyes were red, and he was obviously extremely moved, as if he wanted to express his gratitude.
Zhang Yuan immediately reminded the other party:
"Old man, lie still. I'm a doctor. Let me check you out first."
Then he began to take the old man's pulse.
As time went by, Zhang Yuan's expression became increasingly solemn.
At this time, Lin Weiwei rushed over and gave Zhang Yuan a thumbs up with admiration on her face.
"Brother Yuan, you are so handsome and brave, it's really amazing. I admire you more and more."
Zhang Yuan let go of the old man's wrist and threw a clinic key to Lin Weiwei with a serious expression.
"Quick, go find me some silver needles right now. They're on the table in the first row of medicine cabinets."
After saying that, Zhang Yuan began to press slowly on the old man's chest, as if to help him relieve the symptoms.
Seeing that the situation was urgent, Lin Weiwei responded with "Okay!" and left quickly.
......
Bring the silver needle.
Zhang Yuan quickly inserted silver needles into the old man's philtrum, ear roots, chest and other places, and then gave acupuncture on the old man's legs and feet.
Thirteen silver needles were inserted in succession.
Zhang Yuan's forehead was soaked with sweat, as if he had gone through a long-distance run in a very short period of time.
Lin Weiwei wiped Zhang Yuan's sweat with concern and asked:
"Brother Yuan, how is it, can you help him up?"
Zhang Yuan let out a long sigh.
"Not yet, lie down for another 2 minutes."
Gradually.
The old man's face turned rosy, and he slowly sat up on his own without the support of Zhang Yuan and Lin Weiwei.
He said to Zhang Yuan excitedly:
"Thank you, young man, thank you for saving my life, I..."
Zhang Yuan quickly interrupted him.
And warned seriously:
"Old man, don't talk. Next... you will vomit blood and then fall into a coma for at least 3 hours. Be prepared. Now, contact your family as soon as possible."
The old man looked confused.
He couldn't imagine... he was obviously feeling much better, so how could he vomit blood and even fall into a coma?
His eyes were full of questions.
Zhang Yuan explained:
"Old man, your lungs are seriously damaged. If you don't spit out the poisonous blood in your lungs, you will probably not survive until tomorrow. When you spit out blood, try to cough it out as hard as you can, okay?"
The old man nodded repeatedly, as if he remembered something. He looked at Zhang Yuan with complicated and respectful eyes, and then a hint of hatred emerged in his eyes.
"Hey... Old man, stop dawdling and contact your family right away. If you vomit blood and pass out, it will be hard for us to explain!"
Lin Weiwei urged.
The old man nodded repeatedly, then carefully took out his mobile phone and sent the location to his family.
At this time.
Squeak——
The harsh sound of brakes attracted the attention of many onlookers.
A sports car suddenly stopped nearby.
A woman with a beautiful face, sexy figure and cool temperament got off the car first.
The silky hair flutters in the wind, looking beautiful and cool.
But her expression was full of anxiety, and her beautiful eyes were filled with worry.
Soon after, a man in a suit and tie got out of the car. His hair was combed neatly, his leather shoes were polished to a shine, and there was an air of superiority on his face.
The two hurried to the old man, and the beautiful woman cried out distressedly:
"Dad...Dad, how are you? Dad..."
The man didn't know right from wrong and angrily scolded Zhang Yuan on the spot:
"Who are you, kid? What did you do to my dad? What did you stick in my dad's body?"
As he spoke, he pulled out a silver needle.
"Can't pull out..."
Zhang Yuan wanted to stop him, but the other party had already pulled out a silver needle and threw it away.
The old man's body suddenly changed, and his mouth opened, but no sound came out.
Zhang Yuan was furious.
What kind of children are these?
"Sir, please go away and don't touch the needle again, otherwise you will kill the old man."
As he spoke, Zhang Yuan quickly withdrew the needle to prevent the man from pulling it out randomly.
There is also a certain order for closing the stitches.
Just as Zhang Yuan took the remaining 12 silver needles in one go, he quickly collected them in his hands.
Bang!
There was a loud slap.
Zhang Yuan was caught off guard by the slap and fell to the ground, losing his balance. Lin Weiwei hurried to support him.
The man glanced at Lin Weiwei's figure, then his eyes fell fiercely on Zhang Yuan's face, and he pointed at Zhang Yuan and shouted angrily:
"Kid, I don't care what your purpose is to stick these feudal and superstitious dirty things on my dad. If anything happens to my dad today, I will make sure you are buried with him!"
Lin Weiwei was furious.
Immediately refuted:
"Hey, are you still being reasonable? How can you be like this? You are just a bitch, and you don't know how kind people are..."
Bang!
Lin Weiwei was also slapped.
This time, it was the cold and beautiful woman who fanned him.
She was shaking with anger, her eyes full of rage.
"Bitch, shut up. Do you have the right to speak here? I'm telling you two, if anything happens to my dad, I won't forgive you."
After saying that, she glared at Zhang Yuan warily, then looked at the old man.
Anxiously asked:
"Dad, did they hurt you? How are you?"
When the people around saw this, they all started talking about it, but no one came out to testify for Zhang Yuan. They were all just watching the fun, or discussing something in groups of three or four.
The old man wanted to explain anxiously, but when he opened his mouth, he spat out a mouthful of black blood.
Ahem————
Then he started coughing violently.
The old man kept coughing up blood until he fainted.
The woman broke down and cried: "Dad, what happened to you... Don't scare me, you were fine this morning... How come..."
The man was so angry that he stamped his feet and rushed over to beat Zhang Yuan.
Zhang Yuan was already full of rage, so he punched the other person in revenge for the slap he had received earlier.
The man refused to accept the result, rolled up his suit sleeves, and was about to kick.
Zhang Yuan immediately took out the silver needle, raised his arm, and made a stabbing motion.
The man was stunned for 2 seconds.
He put his raised leg down again, thinking that it was better for a gentleman to use words rather than violence.
He raised his finger and pointed at Zhang Yuan and shouted:
"Boy, you are so crazy, you are finished, your life is over!!!"
"Do you know who I am?"
"Do you know who this person you are persecuting is?"