The cry for help was urgent, but it stopped abruptly. Then, passersby on the street gathered around, all crowding at the edge of the sidewalk, which was likely where the cry had originated from.
Ye Chen, carrying a huge plastic bag, also made his way over. If possible, he didn't mind lending a hand.
In fact, Ye Chen was quite kind-hearted; he often helped elderly ladies cross the street and would give up his seat to pregnant women or the elderly on buses.
"What happened, why are both an old and a young person lying on the ground?"
"The little boy was walking, and suddenly he tripped over a curb and fell down, knocking himself out instantly. The old lady might be the boy's grandmother. She shouted and then fainted as well, probably from shock!"
"Oh no, then we should help them get to the hospital quickly, call 120 immediately!"
"Are you blind? Didn't you see the four bodyguards surrounding them? No one is allowed to get close; the old lady and the child must have connections!"
The boy was only three or four years old, more fitting to be called a toddler, while the old lady was around sixty or seventy years old. People around the fallen pair wanted to help carry them to the hospital, but four tall, burly men stopped them, not allowing anyone to come close.
Ye Chen saw the old and the young, the little boy's breathing steady, only suffering a bit from a concussion and had passed out.
However, when Ye Chen turned his gaze to the old lady, his expression changed and his tiger eyes slightly widened.
The old lady's lips were turning purple, and her condition was extremely dire. If there was any further delay, there could be a risk of fatality.
Ye Chen knew medical skills, which were passed down from his ancestors, rarely revealed, and known by few people.
His medical knowledge was self-taught from a medical book passed down in his family; he didn't know how proficient his skills were exactly, but he certainly felt quite confident in them.
However, he was deeply cherished by some old commanders in the military district, and up until now, Ye Chen hadn't encountered a disease he couldn't cure.
Seeing the old lady's condition and after observing her face, Ye Chen deduced that the old lady might have been overly anxious, which caused a surge of critical air straight to her forehead, triggering severe consequences.
Such symptoms were extremely severe and were termed by the medical community as the old-age killer, commonly known as acute cerebral congestion!
Ye Chen, with his large plastic bag, squeezed through the crowd, wishing to save the old lady's life.
The old lady's situation was extremely critical, and if help was delayed, she might die,
Although Ye Chen didn't know the people involved, he was ultimately a good person and couldn't stand by and watch someone die.
And someone had once said, "Saving a life is better than building a seven-tier pagoda," anyway, Ye Chen just wanted to save someone.
However, as Ye Chen, carrying the big package, desperately pushed through the crowd wanting to help, he was stopped by four large and intimidating bodyguards.
"You, cannot get close!" The leader in black put his hand on Ye Chen's shoulder, stopping him from coming any closer.
Although he was blocked, Ye Chen wasn't angry. There wasn't any malice in the man's tone, just adherence to duty.
"You, a stinky construction worker, why are you adding to the crowd? Get out of here now!"
Suddenly, a voice of disdain came through, and a young man in a suit and leather shoes, tall in stature, arrived at the scene.
He appeared to be about twenty-six or twenty-seven years old, with a pleasant smile on his face, as if the sharp and harsh words were not uttered by him.
This young man stepped forward, and displaced Ye Chen, who appeared as a construction worker, to the side, considering him as someone unworthy of his attention.
"My name is Yu Zhengqing, and I am a doctor at Capital City People's Hospital. May I have a look at their conditions?"
The young man spoke to the leader of the bodyguards. Indeed, he was a doctor at Capital City People's Hospital, but what he omitted was the word "intern" before the word doctor; he was just an intern at the moment.
The four black-suited bodyguards remained as rigid as spears. They had been ordered to fully protect the elderly lady and the young master, not allowing anyone near, while the boss was rushing over with a team of specialists for emergency assistance.
"This is my work ID; we can't delay treatment of the patients!"
Seeing the four strong men still ready for action, the young man decisively pulled out his work ID.
Name: Yu Zhengqing
Resume: Graduated from Capital City Renmin University Medical College, with outstanding performance during his schooling…
Current position: Capital City People's Hospital, specialist in internal medicine…
Ye Chen also leaned over, curiously looking at the credentials of this so-called expert. But before he finished, Yu Zhengqing took away his ID.
"It seems there are two more words after 'expert'!" Ye Chen thought to himself. Those two words were "assistant"— he was the assistant to a specialist in internal medicine at the People's Hospital!
Damn, a mere errand boy acting so haughty with me, if we were still in the military, I'd have made you sweat with drills long ago.
Ye Chen cursed inwardly; after all, Yu Zhengqing had just rebuked him, calling him a stinky construction worker.
"If the condition is severe, it might threaten their lives. Please let me examine them!" Yu Zhengqing said, showing great medical ethics.
In fact, Yu Zhengqing didn't care about the lives of the two people on the ground at all. Instead, he saw this as an opportunity to impress a beautiful woman nearby by showing off his skills—he was actually trying to impress a girl by playing the healer.
"Exactly, just let him take a look at their condition. What if it gets worse?"
A beautiful woman approached, making a stunning entrance, clearly on the same side as Yu Zhengqing.
"This guy is an expert from Capital City Hospital; what harm is there in letting him have a look?"
"Look at you bodyguards, eating without working! The master is ill and you're not rushing them to the hospital, nor letting the doctor check on them! If I were the boss, I would have fired you all!"
"Exactly, fire them!"
The allure of a beautiful woman is boundless; her presence made everyone around echo her sentiments, all joining in to criticize the four cool-looking bodyguards.
Maybe it was the power of the people that was limitless, or maybe it was the current pressure from social employment, the bodyguards feared getting fired by their boss. In any case, the leader of the bodyguards nodded in agreement, allowing Yu Zhengqing to observe the patient's condition.
Yu Zhengqing succeeded in his pretension in front of the beautiful woman and was quite proud of himself, thinking, "She just held my arm, didn't she?"
If I could bring these two patients back to life, wouldn't the beauty throw herself into my arms? Yu Zhengqing thought delightfully.
However, Yu Zhengqing wasn't actually idle but went over to the two people who had fainted on the ground quite professionally.
He squatted down, checked the old lady's pulse, flipped her eyelids, and after some contemplation, he didn't outwardly conclude anything.
Although he genuinely was an assistant to a specialist at Capital City's major hospital, he lacked practical experience, and the diploma from the medical college was purchased by his family with money.
But, if this ended with no action, wouldn't that be embarrassing in front of the beautiful woman? How could he continue to woo the beauty then?
Therefore, Yu Zhengqing checked on the little boy's condition, saw blood on the boy's forehead, and a persuasive explanation immediately came to mind.
"The old lady is not in serious trouble; she just fainted from fright. However, this little boy's situation is quite bad, he's bleeding from his head, and he might have a slight concussion!"
Yu Zhengqing said with a frown, mimicking a specialist's demeanor quite convincingly.
Indeed, upon hearing Yu Zhengqing's vivid presentation, the beautiful woman who accompanied him had stars in her eyes, and the people around them nodded in agreement.
In fact, none of the people around had any medical knowledge, so even though Yu Zhengqing was really blabbering nonsense, his outstanding performance made everyone willing to believe him.
"A concussion!" the leader of the bodyguards suddenly broke into a cold sweat.
This leader, named Li Weiguo, was a retired soldier, not just any soldier, but one chosen from ten thousand.
The kind of VIP who could afford a top soldier as a bodyguard, and under his watch, such an incident involving the old lady and the young master had happened, would lead to the fury of his boss!
"Bullshit!"
Ye Chen couldn't hold back anymore; he cursed loudly and threw the big plastic bag he was carrying on the ground, his presence overwhelming.
"Dammit, you rural bumpkin, what are you meddling in?"
"Have you studied medicine?"
"You can't even discern the situation and dare to speak so confidently; you're not treating, you're harming!" Ye Chen scolded Yu Zhengqing fiercely.
Ye Chen had disliked him from the start; just now, there was unpleasant talk from him, but Ye Chen thought he was at least doing good by practicing medicine and didn't think much of it.
But, when Ye Chen heard Yu Zhengqing's diagnosis, he couldn't hold back anymore, because this guy wasn't saving lives, he was taking them!
If it weren't for the crowd being too large, Ye Chen would have wanted to teach him a lesson and show him why the flowers are so red!
In Ye Chen's mind, killing such a quack doctor was akin to carrying out heavenly justice!
"What are you doing? He's a top graduate from Capital City Medical College. You're yelling and scolding here; that's really bad manners!"
Before Yu Zhengqing could respond, the beautiful woman who came with him spoke up to defend him, pointing at Ye Chen and scolding him. However, a beauty remains a beauty even when scolding someone, delivering it in such a gentle and soft voice that it felt comforting to the ear.
Ye Wushuang looked at Ye Chen, simply furious; she had never seen someone so rude. It appears that the sayings online are right; migrant workers just have no manners.
Although Ye Wushuang was aggressive, Ye Chen, smelling the fragrance in the air, just stood there grinning sillily, not seeming to have any sense of being offended.
Now, he had only one thought in his heart: to prevent the goddess from being deceived, to not let the good cabbage be ruined by pigs, he also had to uphold justice!
"Not good, we must act fast!"
Suddenly, Ye Chen's expression changed; the old lady's condition was worsening, and if they didn't act fast, she might die.
However, just as Ye Chen was about to go over and help, he was stopped by the bodyguard.
"Stop causing trouble, I'm trying to save her!"
"No!"
"..."
Ye Chen felt somewhat helpless; perhaps his rustic appearance made him hardly credible.
"You, a laborer, stop causing chaos and move aside!"
Ye Wushuang, realizing she had been ignored by Ye Chen, was furious beyond words. This was a great disgrace; if this got back to her circle, she'd be a laughingstock.
"Exactly, just step aside. He's a doctor, and you, a laborer, what are you!"
The crowd echoed Ye Wushuang's criticism of Ye Chen, wanting to drive him away; speaking to a mere laborer was indeed dragging down their dignity.
"Crap!" Ye Chen was frustrated.
"Hey!"
"The biggest guy there, you've been in the military, haven't you?"
"You've been injured, and it isn't healed yet; your arms and legs must still hurt on rainy days, don't they!"
Ye Chen yelled at the tall leader of the bodyguards. The old lady really was about to give up the ghost, and it seemed he had to prove himself first.