The bus was not ready to continue moving forward, and the passengers on the bus were in an uproar.

It is already eight o'clock in the evening now. From here, it was supposed to be twelve to twenty. When I arrived, I quickly settled down. At least I could rest for half a night and do whatever I should do the next day without delaying the matter. But if I couldn't leave and delayed for a few more hours, the whole night would be delayed.

"Why can't you leave? Didn't the ambulance arrive soon?"

"Leave the old lady at the toll station. Do they have no staff to help take care of?"

"Isn't this young man a doctor? We can't see a doctor, so what's the point of staying?"

Everyone was excited and accused them, and some people tried to get out of the car and go to the work area next to find someone to come over to solve the problem.

The bus driver opened the door and said in a muffled voice: "The ambulance will arrive after a while. Everyone will cooperate and wait in the car first. The old lady is in a unclear situation now and can't move at will. If something really happens, who can bear this responsibility?"

Yan Zhun took the flyer on the bus and twisted it into a fan and slapped it gently for the old lady.

In the case of the old lady, it is best to get off the car immediately and leave the narrow space of the car, but the driver and the staff at the toll station refused to take risks. The main reason is that Yan Zhun claimed to be a doctor, but he looked too young on the outside and what he said would not make people feel convinced.

"Doctor Yan, I'll do it." Bai Jing'an stood in the aisle, looked at it for a while, and took the initiative to talk to Yan Zhun.

Yan Zhun shook his head: "It's okay."

"Young man, please call my son for me?" The old lady breathed a sigh of relief and discussed with Yan Zhun.

"Okay." Yan Zhun called again, but he didn't expect that he was picked up just after he called.

"Hey? Who?" was a man's voice, sounding cold and in a business-related manner.

"Hey, hello, your mother was hypotension due to motion sickness while taking the bus. The situation is not very good now. Can you come here? We are now in the toll station rest area at the intersection of the West Expressway."

"What? My mother? Please tell me about your specific location now."

Yan Zhun carefully explained his location and explained the old lady's illness.

"Okay, I get it. Thank you. Please help me take care of my mother. I will arrive in about an hour."

Yan Zhun hung up the phone and explained what the other party said to the old lady.

The old lady nodded: "My son will come and pick me up."

Yan Zhun asked with a smile: "Auntie, I said, Auntie, is your son the leader?"

"Ah?" The old lady was stunned and immediately looked at Yan Zhun with vigilance: "Who are you? How do you know that my son is the leader?"

Yan Zhun was so happy. He actually said it casually, half-jokingly trying to tease the old lady, but he didn't expect to ask the question correctly.

But if you think about it carefully, the attitude and tone of the old lady's son when he spoke on the phone just now was indeed quite like a leader, and his voice was very gentle, but the tone of the question was a hint of unconscious commanding tone.

The 120 ambulance has been in more than ten minutes and hasn't arrived yet. I guess the traffic jam is halfway.

Yan Zhun looked outside, jumped up from the seat, and said to the old lady, "Auntie, don't worry. I saw a taxi below, which was empty. I went to discuss with him if I could go around and take us to the hospital first!!"

Yan Zhun spent 200 yuan to book a taxi and took the old lady to the city's Second Hospital nearby.

Before getting off the bus, Bai Jingan followed him silently. Without waiting for Yan Zhun to refuse, the young man took the initiative to say, "I can help run errands, I, I'm not in a hurry."

Yan Zhun originally did not intend to pay attention to Bai Jing'an, but he suddenly remembered what Xia Jie said when he was pleading for Bai Jing'an. Bai Jing'an's grandmother was sick and wanted him to go over and help with the diagnosis and treatment.

Yan Zhun glanced at Bai Jingan and agreed to his request to follow.

After a while, I was finished and thought about asking Bai Jingan how his grandmother was. What did he do to go to the provincial capital alone for this night?

For Xia Ji's sake, Yan Zhun decided to help the enthusiastic young man if he could.

Yan Zhun was very clear about the emergency diagnosis and treatment process, registration, diagnosis and treatment. In the end, the doctor diagnosed the disease exactly the same as Yan Zhun said before, and the old lady was placed in the ward on the third floor.

Bai Jing Ancheng followed Yan Zhun, and met Yan Zhun talking with the old lady, sneaked out of the ward and went out to buy two bottles of mineral water.

Because it was evening, there was no one in the emergency hospitalization department. When Bai Jing'an went to the elevator, a sudden sound of rapid footsteps sounded behind him. He suddenly turned his head and saw a tall and thin figure running past the side. The man arrived in front of the elevator and pressed the door to open. The elevator door slowly opened with the instructions.

Bai Jingan was stunned for a moment, then reacted and hurriedly ran two steps and squeezed in.

"Third Floor, thank you!" Bai Jingan finished speaking and found that the man who stepped into the elevator first had pressed the button on the third floor.

When he arrived at the third floor, the man rushed out first. Bai Jing'an subconsciously followed behind and walked a few steps. The man rushed to the nurse's desk and asked anxiously: "Hello, where is the direction of Ward 305?"

The nurse reached out and pointed to the corridor on the left: "The third one is the right one."

After the man thanked him, he ran over.

Bai Jingan paused, thought of something, and hurriedly chased after him.

The man rushed into the ward with sweat. When he looked up, he saw his mother lying on the hospital bed with a bottle rack hanging beside him for infusion. A very energetic young man next to him was chatting with the old lady with his hands on the head of the bed. The two were chatting enthusiastically, and the laughter of one height and one heavy in the ward was rustling with great harmony and comfort.

The man hurried over and grabbed the old lady's hand and held it tightly. He was heartbroken all the way, his face turned pale: "Mom, Mom!! What's wrong with you..."

Yan Zhun stood up from the chair and looked at the man. He looked in his early forties, thin and tall, wearing a simple casual outfit. Although he was obviously rushed over and had a sad face, from the tone of the man and the attitude of his speech, and the inconspicuous man's wrist, he would find that he was a valuable man's watch on his wrist after a closer look. It is not difficult to see that this man is not an ordinary person.

The nurse just came out of the treatment room and changed another drip. She asked casually: "Where is the patient's family?"

Before the man could respond, the nurse saw Yan Zhun's handsome face at a glance, and recognized that this was the person who had just sent the old lady in and kept busy downstairs. She pointed at Yan Zhun and said, "Hey, are you a family member? Your old lady's blood pressure is not very stable. Do you know?"

Yan Zhun was stunned and nodded quickly: "Oh, my blood pressure is unstable, I know, what's wrong?"
Chapter completed!