"Oh, this kid seems to be playing the good guy, tsk tsk, what a dumbass. I've never seen anyone so stupid," a shrill voice rang out, heavily laced with mockery directed at Zhiyan.
Roar! The scene erupted in laughter as everyone else was eager to shirk responsibility, yet this foolish boy took the initiative to step forward. Tsk tsk, he probably won't be able to escape when he wants to later.
"Exactly, exactly. That kid is just incomprehensibly foolish." The crowd nodded in agreement and laughed at Zhiyan.
Ignoring those stares and jeers, Zhiyan squatted down, one hand steadying the elderly man's head, and pinched his philtrum tightly a couple of times with the other hand. Then, she took his pulse, followed by examining his eyelids. After a while, she had a diagnosis in mind.
It appeared that the man had suffered a stroke.
