Chapter 3: Chapter 3: Do Not Help the Old Man by the Roadside
Uncle Wang was driving while he told Nan Qiao about her identity.
"Fourth Miss, your father is Bai Zhenyang, and your mother is Chen Xinwan. You have three older brothers.
In one sentence, Nan Qiao understood the fact that she was the daughter of the wealthiest man.
Her friend Moli had once joked, "Qiaoqiao, I wonder whose wealth is greater, yours or the richest man Bai Zhenyang's?"
So, Nan Qiao knew the richest man was named Bai Zhenyang.
There are indeed people in the world with the same names.
Nan Qiao straightforwardly asked, "Why do I remember the richest man's name is also Bai Zhenyang?"
Uncle Wang smiled and said, "Fourth Miss, you are indeed astute. You are exactly the daughter of the richest man Bai Zhenyang."
Nan Qiao's watery big eyes froze as she blinked, and her long eyelashes cast a silhouette beneath her eyes.
She was really the daughter of the wealthiest man!
"Uncle Wang, could you please go to the Agricultural Bank for me?"
She had to cash the check Zhou Hongqi had given her into cash to avoid any prolonged complications in case Zhou Hongqi denied issuing it.
"Okay."
Uncle Wang didn't ask why, as long as the Fourth Miss was happy.
The car soon reached the entrance of the bank; not waiting for Uncle Wang to help her, Nan Qiao had already pushed open the car door.
"Uncle Wang, please wait for me here for a while."
"Okay, Fourth Miss. If you need anything, give me a call, I will find a place to park. Call me in advance once you've finished your business, and I'll come to pick you up."
"Okay."
While in the car, Uncle Wang had given her his mobile number, which Nan Qiao had remembered.
...
Nan Qiao walked into the bank and first exchanged the check for one billion in cash, which she deposited into her bank account.
Money in hand, heart at peace.
Thinking of the trouble she had caused Uncle Wang, she went to a nearby convenience store to buy him a bottle of water.
As soon as she stepped out, she saw an old man collapsed on the ground, with a few pedestrians pointing and whispering nearby.
"Shouldn't we help lift him up?"
"I'm afraid; this old man might bring us all down if we try to lift him. If we help him up, my whole family might fall."
"But we can't just watch him die, can we?"
"Since you say so, why don't you go and help?"
The criticized person walked away sheepishly.
As Nan Qiao passed by, she saw the old man's pale face, his life hanging by a thread.
As a physician, she could not stand by and watch someone die, especially with cameras around, which would provide evidence in case of an incident.
The young man who had just rebuked someone stepped forward, took out his mobile phone and said, "Beautiful, are you a doctor? You go ahead and save him, and I'll record it. Who dares say you're helping in vain, I have the best evidence right here!"
Nan Qiao smiled, "Thank you."
Her luminous, moist eyes were strikingly vivid and full of spirit, her tall nose bridge and slightly lifted red lips made the passersby exclaim in awe, "She's so beautiful!"
Nan Qiao crouched down, her finger touching the old man's pulse. She then took out a cloth pouch from her bag, pulled out a silver needle, and was about to insert it into the old man's forehead, when a woman's voice scolded from above.
"What are you doing?"
The woman pushed Nan Qiao away. Nan Qiao, with solid skills, dodged, and the woman fell flat on her face.
The displeased young man with the camera said, "Aunty, what are you doing! This beautiful lady is helping, and you are trying to hurt people. I've got everything on camera!"
Soon after, an elderly man arrived, knelt down anxiously, and shouted, "Old Master, Old Master, wake up."
The woman got up and said, "Uncle Fu, this woman is trying to harm the Old Master."
Nan Qiao, holding the silver needle, with a strikingly beautiful and serene face, firmly said, "If you delay any longer, he will surely die."
Uncle Fu was taken aback, as the girl in front of him seemed underage yet radiated a confident aura, like a queen in control of the entire scene.
The woman angrily said, "Uncle Fu, I am the doctor, she's just a young girl. She has delayed the master's best treatment time. Who will bear this responsibility?"
Uncle Fu found himself in a dilemma; the woman speaking was the family doctor. The master's health had been very poor these days, and every time he went out, he would bring this family doctor.
Today the master decided to take a walk alone, seizing the opportunity when the family doctor went to buy medicine and he went to buy water, and he left the car.
Fortunately, they found the master; otherwise, they would have been finished!
The family doctor glared at Nan Qiao and mocked, "Where did this young girl come from, trying to impersonate a doctor? I bet you haven't even graduated high school. If someone dies, will you take responsibility?"
Uncle Fu hastily said, "Dr. Dong, please save the master."
Dr. Dong raised an eyebrow, looked disdainfully at Nan Qiao, and said to Uncle Fu, "First, get the old man to the hospital. This isn't a good place for treatment."
Nan Qiao clapped her hands, folded her arms across her chest, her beautiful eyes stirring, and confidently said, "If you touch him, he will undoubtedly die."
This...
Uncle Fu was torn and vacillated.
Dr. Dong sneered, "The old man has fallen into a coma; not taking him to the hospital, the repercussions are unimaginable. You audacious girl! Do you believe I will call the police and have you arrested right now?"
Nan Qiao was unfazed, "Call the police, let's see who gets arrested."
At that moment, an elderly passerby spoke up, "The girl is right, taking the person away now, he will die before reaching the hospital. However, even if we don't go to the hospital, he's not going to survive; he will pass away within a minute."
Dr. Dong was about to retort when he saw who it was and was dumbfounded, "Professor!"
That's a retired professor!
Uncle Fu said to the professor, "Please, save our master."
The professor shook his head, troubled, "Sorry, this gentleman's condition is beyond saving."
Nan Qiao frowned, her eyes full of self-assured elegance as she calmly said, "Who says he cannot be saved!"
Dr. Dong scoffed, "Professor Liu is a retired professor from the Medical College; what do you know! If you can save the master, I'll kneel and call you 'grandma'!"
Nan Qiao smiled slightly, her bright eyes gleaming sharply, "That's your own words!"
Without hesitation, Nan Qiao knelt down and inserted the silver needle into the unconscious old man's acupoints.
Quick, precise, and fierce; one needle after another until the last silver needle was placed, then Nan Qiao stopped her actions.
Professor Liu was astonished, "Isn't this the Nine Revolutions Soul Reviving Needle? Young lady, how do you know this long-lost technique! Could it be that you are from Tang..."
"Awake!"
Uncle Fu exclaimed, interrupting Professor Liu.
Dr. Dong was astonished upon witnessing this scene, his eyes nearly popping out of his sockets.
This woman had awakened the old man?
Nan Qiao did not remove the silver needles, but instead said to Uncle Fu, "Take him to the hospital."
Uncle Fu nodded excitedly and then asked Nan Qiao, "Could you please accompany us to the hospital, just in case something happens to the master again, only you can save him."
Dr. Dong said disdainfully, "She definitely won't dare to go; who knows if she can really save the master!"
Nan Qiao lifted her head, her eyes coldly settling on Dr. Dong, her gaze carrying a trace of chill, "I will certainly follow, especially since there is someone who needs to kneel before me!"
Dr. Dong: ...
She didn't believe it!
...
The old man was taken to the hospital.
Shortly after, a man dressed in a business suit approached, followed by a formidable entourage of more than a dozen people.
The man had a tall figure, with eyebrows like stars and tightly pursed thin lips, his face sharply chiseled, and his eyes proudly aloof.
With long strides, his presence was both cold and commanding.
Dr. Dong, taking advantage of the absence of Uncle Fu and Professor Liu, rushed up and exclaimed, "Mr. Li, you've come at the right time; this woman harbors sinister motives and nearly killed old Mr. Li!"
The man's dark eyes fell on Nan Qiao, his entire demeanor exuded an unrivaled authority.