Arriving outside a square, Liu Chen suddenly found a group of people surrounding him, blocking the road.
As soon as he got out of the car, he heard the comments of the onlookers.
More than ten people gathered around the old man to watch, but no one came to rescue him. No one even called the emergency phone.
When Liu Chen was in the car, he saw that the old man was breathing very hard, his face was pale, his lips were purple, and he had obvious symptoms of hypoxia.
Without any hesitation, he immediately stepped forward and prepared to rescue.
Just when he was about to rescue him, a middle-aged uncle suddenly grabbed his arm: "Young man, don't be impulsive! Acting as a hero will bring you trouble. This old man is pretending at first glance.
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"Step aside!"
Liu Chen frowned, shouted angrily, and broke free from the middle-aged uncle's hand.
"Alas! Why don't you know what is good and what is evil?"
The middle-aged uncle said with a dissatisfied look.
"There are too many young people like this, so some bad old people are given a chance to get involved."
"That's right, those who touch porcelain are all spoiled."
People around him also criticized Liu Chen, as if he was doing something bad.
After all, Liu Chen is also a miracle doctor, so of course he can tell that this old man is really sick.
This old man obviously suffered from a heart attack. Even if he waits for the ambulance to arrive, it may be too late and he must be rescued immediately.
Under normal circumstances, people with heart disease will carry special medicine with them.
Sure enough, Liu Chen found a ceramic bottle in the old man's jacket pocket, which was Suxiao Jiuxin Pill.
He quickly gave the old man a few pills, and while helping him to breathe, he dialed 120 to explain the situation.
After a while, the old man slowly opened his eyes, his face softened a bit, and his originally purple lips became much rosier.
"This old man seems to be really sick!"
"Could it be said that he is not a porcelain person?"
"It seems that we made a mistake and almost lost a life!"
Seeing the obvious improvement in the complexion on the old man's face, the onlookers finally realized that the old man was really ill.
Liu Chen stood up at this time, glanced at everyone, and said loudly: "There are indeed bad people in this world, but they are only a few. If each of us dare not save others because we are afraid of being betrayed, what will happen?
How many people have died because they delayed treatment?”
After the words fell, he turned and left.
The onlookers all looked ashamed and looked at Liu Chen in admiration as he drove away.
"Grandpa, what's wrong with you?"
As soon as Liu Chen left, a black Rolls-Royce slowly stopped on the side of the road. A young and beautiful girl got out of the car and rushed to the old man, with worry on her face.
The old man shook his head slightly: "Don't worry, grandpa is fine. If it hadn't been for that young man just now, I'm afraid grandpa would have really lost his life here!"
Then he said: "Tell someone to prepare 10 million and send it to that young man!"
"Yes, Master!"
A middle-aged man in a suit and tie beside him immediately responded.
Those onlookers just now were all shocked.
Thinking about the young man who just used the old man's medicine and gave it to the old man, he could get 10 million in gratitude from the old man. Many people felt regretful.
Liu Chen didn't know that he could earn 10 million because of his little effort.
Even if he knew it, he wouldn't have any reaction. With his current financial resources, which is only 10 million, it doesn't even count as pocket money.
