He Xiyan dug out a packet of tissue from her purse and wiped at the blood flowing from her hand but she couldn't staunch the blood flow because her wound was so deep that she could even see the flesh under her skin.
It hurt so much that beads of sweat had already formed on her forehead and her face turned pale in a matter of a few seconds.
An elderly man who was passing by noticed her condition and quickly ran over to lend aid.
"What's wrong? What happened..." he asked as he stared at her wound.
He immediately pulled off the towel around his neck that was meant for wiping his perspiration away, placed it on her wound and fashioned it into a simple bandage.
"You should go to the hospital because you're bleeding so profusely," he said worriedly and already took out his phone to call the ambulance.
He Xiyan was in such pain that she could barely speak.
"It...was a robbery....someone on an electric bicycle," she said with a shaking voice.
