His thoughts were thrown into a state of confusion, not able to move a muscle in his body. To the eyes of the humans' present, he was unconscious.
The sound of sirens began drawing closer, an ambulance arrived at the scene as three men in yellow jacket and navy blue jumpsuit got off from it.
"Step out of the way!"
Their voice made the crowd part almost like the red sea, as a stretcher was wheeled to where a man laid unconscious on the asphalt road. They saw a pale faced man, who appeared to be twenty something, his long dark hair looked like it had some gold strings and red stones woven into them. Despite his eyes being closed, one could see his unearthly beauty.
"Mister! Can you hear me?!!!!"
One of the medics stooped to the ground and tapped on his shoulder.
"He isn't responding!"
Hearing their colleague made the remaining two medics to place two fingers on the side of his neck, while the other checked to see the rise and fall of his belly and chest.
"I can feel his pulse! He is breathing, but he may need oxygen!"
When it was confirmed that the man on the ground was breathing and upon checking the amount of oxygen inside him with a device. One of the medics placed a mask on him to supply oxygen, while the other medics assisted in lifting him to the stretcher to be transported to the hospital.
"Where are they taking me? What is this thing over my face?!"
Lord Nezha could not give voice to the questions that he was dying to ask the humans who were rapidly making their way out of the crowd that formed a wall on the busy road of AoBing City.