Rejuvenation

But just when Chen Fei was about to move, the security guards and bodyguards who were pulling the cordon suddenly waved their rubber sticks and shouted fiercely: "Get out of the way, let me out!"

The security guards drove fans and passers-by and opened a path.

Immediately, the assistant agent hurried away with Song Yaling. The photographers and lighting engineers also left. It seems that this shooting is over.

When the fans saw Song Yaling leaving, they were naturally very reluctant. They crowded beside the cordon, waving their phones and autograph books, and shouting one by one.

"Song Yaling, I love you!"

"Yaling, sign me!"

"Yaling, I am your 15-year old fan."

"Look here, Yaling."

………

The fans were very enthusiastic, but Song Yaling had a cold attitude. She glanced at the people diagonally with her sunglasses, then speeded up her pace, got into a black Mercedes-Benz car, and asked the driver to drive away.

Originally, motor vehicles were not allowed on this section of the commercial street. But a star like Song Yaling is obviously a special case.

The car started at once, not slow, and rushed forward. The fans and passers-by who were watching in front were shocked, and hurriedly gave way and let the car leave.

Seeing this, some passers-by frowned unhappy.

"What did you do so hard that you almost hit someone!"

"This is a pedestrian street, and cars can't be driven up!"

"Stars can do special things, what stuff?"

"Damn, I almost bumped into me just now, but fortunately I flashed fast!"

………

Passers-by were dissatisfied, and some brain-dead fans rushed over immediately after hearing the words, defending Song Yaling, and arguing with them.

"Who made you stand in front and not give way? Blame my Yaling for driving too hard!"

"My Yaling is a big star, let alone driving here, even if you drive to the Forbidden City, it is a matter of course."

"It was your blessing to hit you!"

"What are you, why do you call my Yaling?"

………

Passers-by and brain-dead fans became a group, and the scene suddenly became a little chaotic.

Chen Fei looked at the blushing brain fan, couldn't help shook his head and let out a sigh. Not to mention anything else, just talk about the behavior of these brain-dead fans, which made him, a passer-by, feel a sense of disgust towards Song Yaling.

Not interested in watching these silly things, Chen Fei squeezed the crowd away and prepared to leave.

But at this moment, suddenly there was a cry of exclamation in front of him, and then someone exclaimed.

"I hit someone, hurry up, stop!"

"Stop them, hurry up, don't let them run."

"No, it's bleeding, is there a doctor? Come and save people!"

"The car is running, hurry, stop it!"

………

Amidst the shouts, there was a harsh engine roar, and then there was the exclamation and cursing of passers-by.

Chen Fei pushed aside the crowd and rushed past. At a glance, I saw an old woman lying on the ground in the pedestrian street in front of her, with blood leaking from the back of her head, staining the floor tiles red.

In the front, a black Mercedes quickly left. It was the same car Song Yaling was in.

"The star hits someone and escapes!" Chen Fei's heart moved, and his expression became cold.

Looking at the Mercedes-Benz car that was about to drive out of the pedestrian street, Chen Fei moved and wanted to rush to stop the car. But at this moment, people exclaimed, "It's not good, the old man is in a coma, come and save people!"

Upon hearing this, Chen Fei could only stop and rush towards the unconscious old woman who was hit.

There were a lot of onlookers around the old woman, but none of them helped. After all, this kind of accident is not a professional, and most people don't dare to do it casually. Besides, in today's society, there are many things that have been ruined to save people. Everyone is worried, and at this moment they dare not act casually.

Therefore, the onlookers surrounded the three floors inside and outside, but they could only be anxious, no one could do anything.

Chen Fei didn't have so many worries, and rushed directly to the old woman, leaned down, and quickly observed the old woman's condition, and then took the old woman's wrist to get her pulse.

In less than a minute, Chen Fei let go of his hand, and then took out a silver needle that he was carrying with him. Shouted to passers-by: "Whoever has liquor and lighter, give it to me quickly."

The passers-by were busy for a while, and soon someone brought a bottle of Erguotou and a lighter from a store on the side of the road, and handed it to Chen Fei.

Chen Fei took Erguotou with his left hand, squeezed lightly with his thumb and index finger, and directly squeezed the wine bottle off. Then, Chen Fei poured Erguotou on top of the silver needle, washed it, and ignited the lighter, burning the silver needle.

The silver needle was scorched by the faint blue flame, and the disinfection was completed quickly.

Then, Chen Fei squeezed the silver needle and turned to the old woman's head, his eyes focused, and he was about to put the needle on the old woman's head.

Seeing that the silver needle was about to pierce the top of the old woman's head, at this moment, a woman's stern shout came over, "What are you doing, stop!"

When Chen Fei heard the sound, the movement on his hand stopped. I looked up, and then I saw a twenty-six or seven-year-old woman with short hair and a pair of black-rimmed glasses on her face, walking towards this side quickly.

"Uh-" Chen Fei frowned slightly, then lowered his head, ready to continue the needle.

But when the short-haired woman saw this, her voice became more severe, and she rushed over and sternly shouted: "I told you to stop, didn't you hear it?"

The short-haired woman rushed over, grabbed Chen Fei's wrist, and stared at Chen Fei fiercely.

"I'm saving people, don't delay my time." Chen Fei said.

At this time, passers-by also pointed and discussed the woman for a while, apparently dissatisfied with her behavior to prevent Chen Fei from saving people.

"Save people? Use such a long silver needle to pierce your head. Are you saving or harming people?" The short-haired woman shouted sharply.

"I am a Chinese medicine doctor. Acupuncture and moxibustion is a normal thing." Chen Fei explained in a deep voice.

"Chinese medicine!" The short-haired woman suffocated her eyes, looked at Chen Fei, and shouted, "What nonsense does Chinese medicine come here? Can this kind of injury be cured by Chinese medicine? Not to mention, at your age, you have not graduated from university, Chinese medicine. What is the standard?"

Chen Fei looked at the pale old woman on the ground, frowned in dissatisfaction, and said, "You are preventing me from saving people. Do you know that you are killing people."

"You, a Chinese medicine doctor, puncturing needles indiscriminately, that is killing people." The woman shouted, and then pushed Chen Fei away, and said, "I am the director of the internal medicine department of the city's first hospital. This kind of car accident injury cannot be cured by Chinese medicine. You Don't make trouble, get out of the way!"

Passers-by who were still dissatisfied with the woman, heard that the woman turned out to be the director of internal medicine of the city's first hospital, and their expressions suddenly changed, and they all looked over.