Awake?
Upon hearing this cry of alarm, everyone was initially stunned, but when they turned to look, they were shocked to discover that Lin Xinyan's eyelashes fluttered, and her eyes slowly opened!
Wow!
This scene caused a sensation among everyone in the carriage.
No one expected that Li Feng's acupuncture and Dragon Claw Hand could actually revive Lin Xinyan. A hint of astonishment colored the faces of the onlookers.
Chang Mao's complexion darkened to an extreme in an instant.
Luck my ass!
This bastard really struck it lucky!
Chang Mao didn't believe that Li Feng genuinely had the skill to save Lin Xinyan. In his view, Li Feng, this country bumpkin, had merely hit the jackpot through sheer luck.
At this moment, Chang Mao's jealousy was nearly driving him mad.
"What... what happened to me?" Lin Xinyan opened her eyes and, noticing that everyone in the carriage was staring at her, was initially taken aback.
"Beauty, you just passed out from acute appendicitis! I'm the one who saved you!"
As Lin Xinyan was in a daze, Li Feng said with a playful expression on his face.
This statement immediately snapped Lin Xinyan back to reality. However, just as she was about to say something, she suddenly realized that a large hand was tightly grasping her.
Lin Xinyan was startled and immediately screamed:
"You pervert, get your filthy hands off me! Somebody catch the pervert!!!"
Lin Xinyan had never imagined that this bastard would dare to assault her chest in full view of everyone!
However, just as her shriek began, not only did none of the surrounding people come forward to help, they all had strange expressions on their faces.
"Ah, beauty, I just saved you! You should speak with your 'conscience'!"
"Speak with my conscience?"
But you, damn it, are touching my conscience!
Upon hearing this, Lin Xinyan looked at Li Feng's hand and her head was suddenly filled with black lines:
"Scram!!!"
The commotion gradually subsided.
After the explanation from the people around, Lin Xinyan realized that it was Li Feng who had saved her. Though she was still unsatisfied with Li Feng's inappropriate touch, she was extremely grateful and started chatting with Li Feng.
Meanwhile, Chang Mao, seeing the two laughing and talking, felt jealousy boiling inside.
The one who should have been the hero to save the beauty was him!
The one who should have been in intimate contact with Lin Xinyan was also him!
It was all because of that damned country bumpkin.
Thinking this, Chang Mao fiercely punched the seat in anger.
"Shitou! Shitou! What's... what's wrong with you? Don't scare grandma!"
Just then, a startled cry arose from a seat in the front.
Everyone turned to look and saw an elderly couple holding their grandson, crying out.
These two elders were dressed very poorly, clearly coming from a rural area.
The young boy in their arms appeared only six or seven years old, but at the moment his little face was pale as paper, his brows tightly furrowed as if bearing immense pain.
Seeing this scene, Chang Mao's eyes brightened, immediately sensing an opportunity to show off.
"Elders, what's wrong with your grandson?" Chang Mao quickly asked.
Not just him, Lin Xinyan and the surrounding passengers also gathered around.
Watching the crowd, the two elderly people, in panic and drenched in sweat, hurriedly said:
"My grandson has Congenital Heart Disease. We brought him to the city to see a doctor! But the child..."
The two elders, crying like rain, were frantic as ants on a hot pan.
"Pain... grandma, Shitou has pain in his chest..."
Just then, the young boy Shitou, pale as death and drenched in cold sweat, trembled uncontrollably as if sifting through chaff.
Especially with Little Shitou's complexion turning cyanotic, his eyes rolling back, he looked as if he was about to stop breathing.
"What to do? Who can save my Shitou, please, I beg you, save our Shitou..."
The two elders, frantic as ants on a hot pan and crying a downpour, pleaded with the surrounding people.
And Lin Xinyan, with an anxious look in her eyes, wanted to ask Li Feng to help right away.
Just at that moment, Chang Mao stepped forward and said:
"Elders, don't worry, I am a doctor. Let me have a look!"
Hearing there was a doctor, the two elderly people immediately pleaded, and everyone around, including Lin Xinyan, looked at Chang Mao with admiration in their eyes.
Upon realizing that all eyes were on him, Chang Mao's face was filled with excitement, he gave Lin Xinyan a slight smile and quickly began his examination:
"Elders, don't worry! Your grandson has some myocarditis. I can use Western medical techniques to unblock and rejuvenate him!"
Chang Mao's words brought relief to the elderly couple and to others including Lin Xinyan, all looking at Chang Mao with gratitude.
However, just as Chang Mao was about to massage Shitou, a clear voice suddenly rang out:
"Stop! He's not having myocarditis, he's having a myocardial infarction!"
Hmm?
Chang Mao was stunned, his gaze shifting to the source of the interruption and discovering, to his surprise, it was Li Feng.
"Cut the nonsense! Village doctor, what do you know! This young boy's symptoms are clearly those of myocarditis! Spare us your babble!"
Contempt thickened the corner of Chang Mao's mouth!
In his eyes, Li Feng was just afraid of losing the spotlight and was thus speaking out to stop him.
Li Feng, however, paid no mind to Chang Mao's animosity, his brows increasingly furrowed:
"I'll say it again, he's having a myocardial infarction and needs immediate treatment! Your Western massage technique will only worsen his condition, this is murder!!!"
"Bullshit!!!"
Fire could almost spurt from Chang Mao's eyes, who proceeded to massage the little boy without regarding Li Feng:
"Hmph! Just wait till I've saved him, then we'll see what you can say!"
While speaking, Chang Mao's palms continued to knead the area around Shitou's chest.
It must be said, Chang Mao's massage technique was extremely precise, particularly because under his touch, Shitou's pain appeared noticeably reduced, his pale face gaining a touch of color.
Witnessing this scene, the bystanders all let out a sigh of relief, with Chang Mao's smile growing ever more radiant.
"Humph! How about that! The boy, I've saved him! What more do you have to say now! You ignorant village doctor!"
Chang Mao was almost blooming with joy, especially feeling the admiring gazes of Lin Xinyan and the onlookers, his face was full of pride.
However, just as his words left his mouth, a scream suddenly rang out!
"Shitou! What's... what's the matter with you? Wake up!"
This scream startled everyone.
Turning their eyes, they were horrified to discover that Shitou, who had seemed to be getting better, was now lying stark with eyes closed and a cyanotic complexion.
This scene was like a thunderclap in Chang Mao's mind, completely dazing him.
Not only that, but as he lightly touched his fingers to Shitou's nose, he got the scare of his life.
No breath!
Dead... dead!!!
Whoosh!
This scene jolted everyone in the carriage, none of them having expected that Shitou, who was getting better, would suddenly die.
Realizing what had happened, the two elders wailed as if their lives were over.
"No... No way! He...he was clearly having myocarditis, how could he..."
Chang Mao was terrified, going limp and collapsing onto the ground.
He could never have dreamed that he would be the cause of someone's death!
In this moment, he suddenly remembered what Li Feng had said before: Shitou didn't have myocarditis, but a myocardial infarction!
"Could this... could this be true..."
Disbelieving, Chang Mao stole a glance at Li Feng.
"Murderer! You quack, you killed the child! You're going to pay with your life!"
Just then, the passengers around began to accuse Chang Mao furiously.
"That's right! It was this quack who killed him, that young man had warned him before, but he just wouldn't listen!"
"Arrest him, quickly call the police and dial 120 for emergency!"
The surroundings erupted into chaos.
As he listened to their words, Chang Mao was even more terrified, blood draining from his face, but when he saw an elderly figure approaching rapidly, he was ecstatic:
"Teacher, please come quickly! Hurry!!!"
Following Chang Mao's voice, the crowd saw an old man, well over fifty, approaching.
The old man with a face of authority, now frowning, asked Chang Mao:
"What's happened, Chang Mao?"
"Teacher, you are the North Star of our province's medical community, please! Help me treat this young boy!" Chang Mao quickly recounted the full story to the old man.
The old man was shocked to hear that Chang Mao had caused a death.
However, after checking Shitou's condition, his heart sank!
It's over!
Beyond saving!
With a long sigh, the old man shook his head: "It's... too late."
What!
Hearing this, Chang Mao fell to the ground, dumbstruck.
And the two elders cried even more desperately, almost fainting.
The expression of sadness and anger was visible on the faces of the surrounding passengers.
Yet, just when everyone thought all hope was lost, a clear and distinct voice rang out once more:
"He's not dead!"