Hearing the noise behind him, Zhang Xiaoshan turned his head back.
After a glance, he turned his body wanting to leave.
"Hey, are you even a man? Can't you see that I fell down? You're a doctor, for crying out loud, how can you be so heartless?"
The woman hollered at Zhang Xiaoshan.
Zhang Xiaoshan looked at the woman and said,
"Aren't you the one who thinks I don't qualify as a doctor? So why should I help you?"
The woman's cheeks turned red with embarrassment at Zhang Xiaoshan's words, but she stubbornly said,
"Regardless, you can't just leave someone to die." The woman struggled to get up, but the intense pain in her ankle made her grimace.
Zhang Xiaoshan glanced at her condition.
"Dislocated joint?"
"Apologize to me, be a bit nicer, and I might consider giving you a hand."
"What, apologize to you? Dream on!" The woman immediately put on a very unyielding expression.
Zhang Xiaoshan spread his hands, looking helpless.
"Well, I'm sorry then, I can't help you."
