Seeing someone take the lead, the others followed suit and echoed.
Xia Sanghuan frowned tightly, looking at the crowd in front of her.
For some reason, this situation made her feel extremely uncomfortable.
She tried to shake off the man's hand, but his grip was too strong and she couldn't break free.
The man's eyes bulged out. Staring at her fixedly like a frog, the veins on his forehead even popped out.
Looking at his expression, a sense of uneasiness welled up from the bottom of her heart.
"I'm not a doctor at all. I can't save your father!" she said seriously to him.
However, the man ignored her words and insisted on dragging her over.
"Little girl, if you weren't a doctor, why would he specifically look for you?"
"Maybe the two of them are even acquaintances."
Two passers - by fanned the flames on the side.
"But I really am not..."
She vehemently denied it, but no one was willing to believe her.
"Today's young people are so selfish. They clearly have the ability but don't want to save others."
The passers - by chattered away, paying no heed to her refutation.
Seeing that she couldn't reason with them, she angrily closed her mouth.
Her intuition told her to run away quickly, but in reality, she was firmly held by the man and was being dragged step by step into the crowd.
The crowd made way for them, allowing her to see the person surrounded in the middle.
It was an old man with gray hair. He was lying on the ground at the moment, breathing laboriously.
He grabbed his collar with one hand, his mouth wide open, gasping for breath like a broken bellows.
Asthma?
Her brows furrowed even deeper.
The man dragged her in front of the old man, then knelt on the ground with a heart - rending wail and burst into tears.
"Dad! Dad! I've found someone to save you. You must hold on!"
Looking at his actions, the only thought in Xia Sanghuan's mind was that it was a clumsy act.
For some reason, she always felt that this scene was somewhat familiar.
When she went to Qingshan Slope, she seemed to have had a similar experience.
The memories of the past welled up in her mind, making her even more eager to escape from this place.
Just then, the old man suddenly let out a violent cough.
The people around hurriedly stepped back, afraid that a splash of saliva would land on them.
The old man coughed so violently that his whole body convulsed. It seemed that he was about to run out of breath.
Seeing this situation, she didn't have time to hesitate.
She quickly squatted down and grabbed the old man's wrist.
While she was concentrating on taking the old man's pulse, she didn't know that many people behind her had already raised their phones and started filming her.
After a brief examination, she found that the old man's condition was about as she had expected.
It seemed that he had accidentally inhaled dust, which led to an asthma attack.
"Do you have any medicine on you?"
"What, what medicine?"
The man looked a bit dazed. When she asked him this question, he looked even more confused.
"Your father is in this condition. Don't you carry medicine with you?"
She frowned tightly and unconsciously raised her voice.
This man was too strange.
But she couldn't care about that much now. Saving the man was the most important thing.
Although there was no medicine, fortunately, she knew the acupuncture points that could suppress asthma.
Since there were no tools at hand, she had to press directly with her bare hands.
She found those main acupuncture points and started to press them.
As expected, the old man's cough gradually subsided.
To make it easier for the old man to breathe, she slowly turned him over so that his back was facing her and he was lying on his side.
As the old man's breathing gradually became calmer, she gradually felt relieved.
But before she could fully relax, she heard the man beside her let out a wail.
"Dad, Dad, what's wrong with you, Dad!"
Hearing his panicked cry, her heart sank suddenly.
"Everyone, take a look. Is he dead?"
A woman suddenly pointed at the old man and shouted.
This short sentence immediately caused an uproar in the crowd.
"Whoever it is, quickly check if he still has a breath!"
A middle - aged man also quickly added.
Before Xia Sanghuan could take action, the old man's son crawled over.
He tremblingly put his hand under the old man's nose, then collapsed and shouted.
"Dad!"
The man's cry was like an alarm bell.
"Call an ambulance quickly!"
"She's a murderer! She killed this man!"
"Don't make unfounded accusations!"
She stood up from the ground and confronted the crowd.
"You killed my father! You killed my father!"
The man got up from the ground and grabbed her shoulders like a madman, shaking her back and forth.
"Everyone, take a good look at what this woman looks like. Don't let her get away!"
Someone said while stretching the camera in front of Xia Sanghuan.
She frowned tightly and reached out her hand to try to block her face.
Just as people were in a complete mess, a stern voice came over.
"Don't move!"
"I'm a police officer. Everyone, follow the order!"
The person who came was wearing a police uniform and holding his police ID.
Seeing that the police had come, the people consciously made way.
"You, and you, come with me."
The police officer pointed at Xia Sanghuan and then at the man beside her.
"Why should I go with you? This matter has nothing to do with me!"
She shouted at the police officer.
However, he simply ignored her. Then he turned to his colleague and pointed at the old man lying on the ground.
"Carry him onto the stretcher."
Soon, Xia Sanghuan was escorted onto a police car by a strong young police officer.
In the car, she stared fixedly out of the window while trying to calm herself down.
Everything had happened so suddenly since she got off the bus.
She was inexplicably stopped on the road, then inexplicably "killed" an old man. Before she could react, she was forcibly taken into the police car.
... It was like a pre - written script.
How did that man know that she knew medical skills? Why was he so insistent on having her save his father?
Why did this happen as soon as she got off the bus?
Moreover, was that old man really his father?
If so, how could he not have brought the medicine to treat asthma? Isn't it common knowledge that asthma patients should carry their medicine with them at all times?
She carefully recalled the situation just now and only then belatedly noticed another strange thing.
... Why did that man's expression look so scared?
When he came to find her, his demeanor didn't look worried or anxious.
Instead, it was more like a kind of fear of being held accountable for failing to complete a task.
Why?
Questions came one after another, making her head spin.
But the only thing she could be sure of now was that this incident was by no means an accident.
She might have fallen into a trap set by someone.
Thinking of this, she looked at the police officer in the front passenger seat.