Chapter 382

As soon as Yang Chen got out of the car, he heard the words of the onlookers.

More than a dozen people all looked around the old man, but no one rescued him, and no one even called the emergency number.

When Yang 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.

Yang Chen did not hesitate at all, and immediately stepped forward, ready to rescue.

Just as he was about to come to the rescue, he was suddenly grabbed by a middle-aged uncle's arm: "Young man, don't be impulsive!" Being a hero will bring trouble to himself, and this old man is pretending to be at first glance. ”

"Get out of the way!"

Yang Chen frowned, shouted angrily, and broke free from the middle-aged uncle's hand.

"Alas! Why don't you know what to do? ”

The middle-aged uncle said with a dissatisfied face.

"There are too many young people like this, so some bad old people are given the opportunity to touch porcelain."

"That is, all those who touch porcelain are used to it."

The people around him also accused Yang Chen one after another, as if he was doing a bad thing.

After all, Yang Chen was born in Rongma, and some simple symptoms can still be seen.

The old man obviously had a heart attack, and even if he waited for the ambulance to come, it would be too late, and he had to be rescued immediately.

In general, people with heart disease will carry special drugs with them.

Sure enough, Yang Chen found a ceramic bottle in the pocket of the old man's jacket, which was a fast-acting heart-saving pill.

He hurriedly took a few pills for the old man, and while helping him to calm his breath, he dialed 120 to explain the situation here.

After a while, the old man slowly opened his eyes, his face softened a little, and his lips, which were originally purple, were also much more rosy.

"This old man seems to be really sick!"

"Could it be that he didn't touch porcelain?"

"It seems that we made a mistake and almost killed someone!"

Seeing the obvious improvement on the old man's face, those onlookers finally realized that the old man was really sick.

Yang Chen stood up at this time, swept his eyes at everyone, and said loudly: "In this world, there are indeed bad people, but they are only a few, if each of us is afraid of being touched, and dare not save people, how many people will die because of delayed treatment?" ”

The words fell, and he turned to leave.

Those onlookers, all with shame on their faces, watched Yang Chen drive away with admiration.

"Grandpa, what's wrong with you?"

As soon as Yang Chen left, a black Rolls-Royce slowly stopped on the side of the road, and a young and beautiful girl stepped out of the car and hurriedly rushed to the old man, her face full of worry.

The old man shook his head slightly: "Don't worry, grandpa is fine, if it wasn't for that young man just now, I'm afraid grandpa would really throw his life here!" ”

Then he said, "Tell someone to prepare ten million and send it to the young man!" ”

"Yes, Master!"

A middle-aged man in a suit and leather shoes beside him immediately responded.

The onlookers just now were all stunned.

Thinking that the young man just now, just using the medicine on the old man's body and giving it to the old man, he could get 10 million thanks money from the old man, and many people were remorseful.

Yang Chen didn't know that because of his efforts, he could earn 10 million.

Even if he knew, he wouldn't have any reaction, with his current financial resources, a mere 10 million, not even pocket money.