Suddenly, a voice screamed in extreme terror:
"Someone has been killed! Someone has been killed!"
Lu Jing's eyes shot open, and he turned his head to see Li Wu had already fallen to the ground, a large pool of blood spreading around him; he must have passed out.
"Xiao Wu!" he shouted loudly.
Luckily, the hospital security personnel had already arrived and timely controlled the assailant.
After putting the little girl he was holding on the ground, the girl's mother finally showed up:
"My dear, are you alright? Why are you running around like that?"
She said, and pulled the child away without uttering an extra word of thanks.
Of course, Lu Jing didn't mind that.
He was just doing what he should do, never expecting any thanks or rewards.
But now, more importantly, Li Wu!
He knelt down, reaching out wanting to touch him but daring not to.
"Help her, someone, help her!" he cried out.
In theory, Lu Jing himself was a doctor and emergency treatment was something he knew well.
