"Brother Tiger!" It turned out to be Ma Hu calling him.

"What are you doing?" Ma Hu happened to come out of the post office and saw Yang Fan riding a motorcycle at the bus stop, so he called him.

"I sent Liu Liping here to take a ride, what are you doing?" Yang Fan asked when he saw that Ma Hu had come to town early in the morning. He must have something important to do!

"I came to the post office to get some money!" Because it was too hot, there was sweat on Sloppy's chubby face!

"Why are you withdrawing money? Are you ready to marry a wife?" Yang Fan teased Sloppy.

"I want to do some business. My dad said that watermelons are very cheap in the neighboring province, and I am going to bring a cart to sell them!" Ma Hu did not go out to work after school. When he had nothing to do at home, he and his dad did some agricultural products trading.

!You can also make tens of thousands of dollars a year.

"Yeah! That's right. You and Uncle Ma are quite economical!" Doing small business is really like a fish in water for Ma Hu. Although this guy may look honest and honest on the outside, he is very good at talking when doing business.

"Are you done? Let's go home!" Yang Fan was still in a hurry to return to the clinic, so he asked Ma Hu if he was okay!

"No more! Let's go home!" After taking out the money, he didn't want to delay.

The two of them were riding back to Yangjiacun. They were not going very fast all the way, talking and laughing. Suddenly, Yang Fan found a tricycle leaning at the bottom of the ditch on the road ahead, and an old man was lying motionless next to it. The two stopped the car.

Run over and take a look.

"Holy shit! Who knocked this old man into the ditch!" Careless noticed that a large piece of the tricycle was flattened on the back, and there was blood on the old man's face.

When Yang Fan saw that the old man was seriously injured, he shouted to Ma Hu: "Quick! Lift him up quickly!"

"Don't mention it yet! Wait, didn't you see that there are many people on the news who are being blackmailed if they fail to save people! We have to leave evidence so that we won't be confused later!" Ma Hu said, taking out his mobile phone to take pictures first.

Keep a photo as evidence.

The two men first carried the old man to the road, and then pulled the old man's tricycle up. Yang Fan checked the old man and found that the tibia of his left leg was swollen and the skin was broken, and blood was oozing out from the left side of his head! Yang Fan

He patted the old man's shoulder and said, "Uncle, can you hear me?" Seeing that the old man didn't speak, Yang Fan pinched the man. The old man moved his hand, but did not lift it up.

"Hurry up and call 120 for an ambulance!" Seeing that the old man was in critical condition, Yang Fan asked Ma Hu to call 120 while he laid the old man down flat.

After carelessly calling 120, he told them the location and stood with Yang Fan waiting for the ambulance.

"Yang Fan! Is this old man dead?" Ma Hu glanced at the old man lying on the ground, a little scared!

"Not yet, but it's a bit dangerous!" Yang Fan said as he stood up, went to pick up a few branches from the tree next to him, and brought them over to block the sun for the old man. At this time, there were many pedestrians coming and going on the road, and he saw two people guarding the old man.

On the edge, everyone stood and watched. There were also people who knew the two of them, "Yang Fan! What's going on? Did you two touch each other?" One of the people who knew Yang Fan saw the two of them guarding the old man and thought it was them.

The two collided.

"No, Ma Hu and I came back from town just now. When we walked here, we saw this old man lying at the bottom of the ditch. I don't know which village he was from. He should have been hit by a car at the bottom of the ditch. Me and Ma Hu said

Lift him up!" Yang Fan quickly explained after hearing this, "I don't do good deeds for this kind of person. Don't let others misunderstand me. That would be called injustice!"

"It's better to mind your own business these days!" Seeing that it wasn't Yang Fan who hit him, the man kindly reminded him.

The onlookers left one after another, leaving only Yang Fan and Ma Hu. After more than thirty minutes, Ma Hu's phone suddenly rang. When Ma Hu saw it was an unfamiliar number, he answered it and asked, "Who is it?"

"I am the 120 ambulance. Are you in Hongqiao Town, on the road to the west?" It turned out to be a call from the 120 ambulance.

"Yeah! Yes, you go ahead, it's about three miles. We're on the roadside. Hurry up, this old man is about to die!" Ma Hu urged 120.

A few minutes later, 120 arrived, and two doctors, a man and a woman, came down. The male doctor briefly examined the old man, and then told the female nurse, "Hang up a bottle of normal saline for him first." Then he asked Yang Fan and Ma Hu to assist him.

After putting the old man on the stretcher, after everything was done, "Which of you will go with the ambulance?" the male doctor looked at Yang Fan and Ma Hu and asked them.

"We still want to go with you?" Ma Hu looked confused!

"That's right! You have to go with someone! Otherwise, how can you get there without a family member?"

"Hey! We are not his family, we don't know him! He was not touched by us!" Seeing 120 carrying the old man into the ambulance, Sloppy yelled indifferently.

"You don't know me! What should I do?" Doctor 120 also felt very embarrassed. Although 120 said it was to save lives and heal the wounded, 120 did not want to accept such unknown people. No one would pay for the ambulance fee, and the medical bills would all be spent later.

It may not necessarily be settled.

"I'll go with the ambulance! Please give me two thousand of your money first, careless, and I'll give it to you when I get back." Yang Fan saw how pitiful the old man was and couldn't bear to leave him alone.

"Oh! Here's the money for you!" Ma Hu took out a bunch of money from his pocket, counted two thousand and handed it to Yang Fan.

"I'll take the bike to town and leave it at the door of the post office. I'll go with your ambulance later!" Before leaving, Yang Fan asked Ma Hu to take good care of the old man's tricycle and the things on it. Then he told the ambulance driver to ride the motorcycle first.

Drive into town.

When the ambulance arrived at the post office, Yang Fan got into the ambulance and followed him to the county hospital.

When he arrived at the county hospital, the old man was pushed into the emergency department by a nurse. After the doctor wrote out the order, he handed it to Yang Fan, "Hurry up and pay!"

Yang Fan looked at the order in his hand, hesitated for a moment and then walked towards the cashier.

"980 yuan!" After clicking on the computer, the cashier asked Yang Fan to pay 980 yuan through the microphone.

"Oh!" Yang Fan counted ten sheets and handed them in.

After paying the money and handing the order to the doctor, Yang Fan sat at the door of the emergency room and waited. After about ten minutes, the doctor came out and told Yang Fan that the old man had a fractured tibia in his left leg and that the head injury was not clear yet, so he had to wait until the CT scan was completed.

After the diagnosis was confirmed, Yang Fan was asked to go through the hospitalization procedures. Because if he was not hospitalized, the cooperative medical system would not reimburse him, but the post-hospital examination expenses would be reimbursed.

"Then what is the name of this patient?" Because the old man hasn't woken up yet, I don't know what his name is!

"Register yours first and change it later!" the doctor ordered, and then wrote an order for Yang Fan to go through the hospitalization procedures.

Yang Fan took the list to the inpatient department, completed the procedures, registered his name, and paid a deposit of 1,000 yuan. Then he returned to the ward and cooperated with the nurse to send the old man to the CT room. After the examination, he was pushed to the ward.

The nurse changed the medicine for the old man, and Yang Fan sat by the side and watched. After almost an hour, the old man regained consciousness. When Yang Fan saw that he was awake, he called the doctor over. The doctor came over and asked the old man if he was awake.

Where do you feel uncomfortable? Then tell the old man that you have a fractured tibia in your lower leg and need surgery. The CT scan of your head is a bit shadowy and there is congestion that requires treatment. The doctor told Yang Fan a few things to pay attention to.

When Yang Fan saw that the old man was awake, he leaned over and asked, "Uncle, where do you live from? Do you have your family's contact information?"

The old man muttered and his voice was very weak. "My home... belongs to Chen Weizi. My name is Chen Sigang, and my son's name is Chen... Jianghai!" The old man told Yang Fan his home address. It turned out that the old man was Chen Jianghai, the deputy county magistrate.

's father.

"Then do you have your son's contact number?" Yang Fan asked in front of the old man!

"I...have his phone number in my pocket!" the old man told Yang Fan intermittently.

Yang Fan found a card in the old man's pocket, with a line of numbers written on it. Yang Fan dialed the phone and called. "Beep...beep...beep" kept ringing for a while, but no one answered! After a while, Yang Fan answered again.

Called, but no one answered. Seeing no one answered, Yang Fan had no choice but to give up the call. "Uncle, no one answered your phone number. You lie down for now and I will contact him later!" Yang Fan comforted the old man and sat down beside him.
Chapter completed!