Lu Ming followed Chen Ziqiu into the luxurious ward.
The first thing he saw was an old man with gray hair sitting on the bed. Only his eyes were bright and clear.
"Thank you for saving me, young man."
He turned to look at Lu Ming and said gently.
He still remembered that he had originally planned to meet up with his driver, but he was knocked down when he was walking on the pedestrian crossing and almost lost his life. Fortunately, this young man got out of his car in time and brought him to emergency. Then he successfully sent him into the examination room despite opposition from others.
If not for this young man, he would probably be long gone.
As he thought about this, his attitude became friendlier. "Young man, my name is Tang Mingkun. What is your name?"
"My name is Lu Ming, Mr. Tang."
Who wouldn't like someone with a good attitude?
