Xinyan didnāt have time to joke with them; the patient had a heart problem. If relief couldnāt be provided in time, the consequences would be severe.
She looked at the man standing there, "The patientās condition is very serious. Any further delay may result in a life-threatening situation."
The man, hearing this, kept scanning the patientās face: "Are you serious?"
Xinyan was a bit anxious: "We canāt delay any longer. If you want to save his life, do what I say immediately. Do you have a better option now?"
As soon as she finished speaking, the woman who had spoken earlier said, "Arenāt you being careless with his life?"
Xinyan found her annoying: "Er Jiu, take her away."
The woman, seeing Gu Yize approaching her, hurriedly stepped aside, frightened: "Fine, I wonāt say anything."
Gu Yize, worried she might cause trouble at a critical moment for his niece, directly pushed her into another compartment, standing there without letting her pass.
The woman finally quieted down.
Xinyan didnāt dare to delay and instructed the man standing: "Undo his shirt buttons, quickly."
The manās hands were trembling so much that Xinyan couldnāt bear to watch: "I really donāt know if youāre deliberately stalling."
Saying this, she directly tore open the shirt and began acupuncture. The speed of her needling made the onlookersā eyes blur.
Then, she performed bloodletting on the patientās earlobes and fingertips, and the patientās complexion finally improved somewhat.
After a while, the patient slowly opened his eyes.
One of the onlookers, sharp-eyed, exclaimed: "Heās awake! Heās awake! This young lady really knows medicine."
The man whose shirt Xinyan had torn open also squeezed forward: "Mr. Ye, how are you feeling?"
The person addressed as Mr. Ye did not look at him but instead looked up at Xinyan: "Did you save me?"
Xinyan bent slightly: "Sir, how are you feeling now?"
Mr. Ye nodded gently: "Quite well, thank you."
Earlier, although he couldnāt open his eyes, he could still hear their conversation. The people by his side were distant relatives from his current wifeās side.
Before returning to the country, he focused merely on finding the son left by his ex-wife and never doubted his current wife. But in a life-and-death moment, he thought of many things and understood much more.
Seeing that Mr. Ye was fine, Xinyan said, "Mr. Ye, you must not overexert yourself anymore, and you must go to the hospital for a check-up after getting off."
After speaking, she put away all the needles.
Mr. Yeās lips curled into a wry smile: "I understand."
He reached into his pocket and pulled out a business card, handing it to Xinyan with difficulty: "This is my contact information. If you need anything in the future, you can find me at Wande Company."
Initially, he intended to ask Xiao Liu to give the young lady some money, but for some reason, he changed his mind at the last moment. He appreciated her way of handling things.
Xinyan didnāt take it seriously, nodded to the old man, and left with the business card.
After Xinyan left, Mr. Ye instructed lightly: "Xiao Liu, find out about this young ladyās situation. After we get off, prepare a generous gift to express gratitude."
Xiao Liu didnāt notice Old Yeās change: "Alright, Iāll inquire in a while. Mr. Ye, why did you give her your business card? What if she finds out who you are and comes to ask for benefits?"
Mr. Ye directly closed his eyes: "Donāt think so poorly of people. Head to the First Peopleās Hospital after getting off."
Xiao Liu wanted to say something more, but seeing the old man close his eyes, he dared not speak further, but he felt uneasy in his heart.