Mr Wood The Legend novel Chapter 57

Early in the morning the next day, Yank went out to see the garage after Lucy went to the company.

When he sent Yara to school, he realized that it was inconvenient without a car. It was time to change his car. Of course, he was not interested in cars. For him, cars were just tools.

When he passed by one of the corss roads, it was exactly the red light. Yank stopped and waited. He looked around casually and suddenly saw an old man holding a crutch on the side of the street. After taking a few steps, the old man covered his chest and fell to the ground with a painful look.

The people around looked at him a few times, and then they were indifferent. So many people passed by, but no one stopped to help.

Yank frowned. He felt a little sad.

"Hey, are you leaving or not? Don't block the way!" While he was hesitating, the drivers behind him shouted at Yank, looking extremely impatient.

Yank directly ignored these voices. He drove the small motorcycle to the street.

"Lucy, it seems that I have been deeply affected by you. I hope this is not a bad thing." While thinking, Yank walked up to the old man. The old man's face was pale. His forehead was sweating, and his body was trembling slightly.

It looked like a sudden heart attack.

"Sir, can you listen to me?" Yank helped the old man up, leaned his upper body against his knees, and shouted a few times.

He put his hand on the old man's nose and found that the old man's breath was very weak. He was afraid that he couldn't wait to go to the hospital.

Therefore, Yank decisively took out the silver needles he carried with him and skillfully stabbed them into the old man's head and chest. Then, he gathered his vitality to hit the old man's back directly.

Such a dazzling practice attracted many passers-by, but many people were full of sarcasm.

"How dare you do so? You should call an ambulance as soon as possible!"

"If he can wake him up so quickly, I'll say sorry to him!"

"Isn't it too hasty? Is there any family that can help the old man?"

None of the people around believed in Yank's ability. They all thought that he was trying to show off or he was pretentious. With a few silver needles, he thought he was a master. How dare he treat the old man!

Yank didn't care about these criticisms at all. He focused on treating the old man.

Five minutes later, the old man slowly woke up and saw Yank who was sorting the needles. He knew that it was Yank who saved him. He said softly, "Thank you. If it weren't for you, my life would have been lost."

Yank looked calm and shook his head. "It's okay. You'd better go to the hospital!"

The people around were all stupefied. It was hard to imagine this old man seemed to be fine now with a few needles.

However, Yank has no time to mock these people. Instead, he kindly called an ambulance for the old man.