Urban magic doctor

Seeing that the Ferrari driver bumped into the old man and even stuck his head out to curse, Chen Yang couldn't help but frown.

The old man was not injured. If he took care of it properly, it wouldn't be a big deal.

But the driver's attitude made Chen Yang very unhappy.

"This bastard actually complained to someone else first!"

Liu Pheasant muttered angrily, quickened her pace, and headed straight for Ferrari.

Chen Yang followed. Because of this small traffic accident, there was already a traffic jam. The Ferrari driver cursed, and the cars behind him kept honking their horns.

"Damn it, old man, why don't you get out of here and try to blackmail me? What are you dreaming about?"

When the Ferrari driver saw the old man lying on the ground, he got out of the car, slammed the door, and walked toward the old man menacingly.

This man is quite handsome, wearing a pair of sunglasses, and looks like a male model.

But this character is something that people dare not praise.

The man took off his sunglasses, stared down at the old man, and said angrily: "You old guy, you are wearing a cane and you think I will sympathize with you? Stand up quickly, I have a driving recorder in my car, don't even think about it."

"Oh, young man, I was indeed not hit by you, but I was startled and my waist slipped away. I really couldn't stand up."

The old man said with a sad face.

The man frowned and said angrily: "Did you flash your waist? Is it because of me that you flashed your waist? Hurry up and don't try to blackmail me."

"I'm really not a fool, please help me to the side and don't block the road. Look, the cars behind are blocked."

The old man said, reaching out his hand to the man, hoping that the man would give him a hand.

"It's really unlucky. Why did something like this happen today?"

The man cursed, took out three hundred yuan from his wallet, threw it hard on the old man, and cursed: "Damn old man, I gave you the money, why don't you get out of here quickly."

"Young man, I..."

Tears flowed from the old man's eyes. He wanted to explain, but suddenly he was speechless. He gasped for air, his chest heaved violently, and his whole body was shaking violently.

"Uh...uh...quickly, the medicine is in my pocket, heart disease..."

The old man said intermittently, his whole face turned pale, which shocked the people around him.

The old man's turbid eyes looked around. His breathing became more and more violent, and then slowly became calmer, and his eyes became distracted.

The old man's breathing was already very difficult. He lay on the ground and looked at the nearest Ferrari man for help. With his last strength, he stretched out his hand to the man.

The man still had a mocking look on his face, lit a cigarette, and looked like he was watching the show.

But suddenly, the old man's right hand fell to the ground with no strength, and his breathing became extremely slow, and his eyes were only slightly opened, as if he was on the verge of death.

At this time, everyone realized that something was wrong.

Someone in the crowd said: "This old man seems to be really having a heart attack. No, call an ambulance quickly."

Hearing this, the Ferrari man was stunned for a moment, looked at the old man, frowned and said: "Is this old guy really dead?"

Although the old man's breathing was getting weaker and weaker, the man did not go up to help. Instead, he patted his chest and said with a smile: "Fortunately, I was smart and didn't touch him just now. Otherwise, if the old guy died, this matter would definitely be ruined." On my body."

At this moment, the man still looked on with a cold eye, with an appalling indifference.

Seeing that the old man was about to die, a figure rushed into the crowd, helped the old man up, took out heart disease medicine from his pocket, fed it to him, and then massaged the old man's heart.

The Ferrari man raised his eyebrows and said in surprise: "Damn, there are really kind people. You are so brave. Aren't you afraid that this old guy's death will depend on you?"