Chu Hui felt a little uncomfortable after coming out of Zhao's house. Zhao's current physical condition made him feel that it was all his own reasons. If it weren't for their family and to protect himself, Zhao wouldn't have to live in a remote town, and the probability of getting sick would have been greatly reduced.

Chu Hui's car was driving slowly on the avenue. He pinched the cigarette in his pocket, resisted the urge to smoke, and sighed: "I'll go to the bureau to return the cigarette and lighter that Huang Yanyan gave to her later." He wanted to smoke when he was upset. Chu Hui felt that his cigarette addiction was restrained.

Just as Chu Hui was about to arrive at the police station where Huang Yanyan was at the police station, the sound of horns in front and the continuous vehicles were endless. The car was blocked at a small intersection. He stuck his head out of the window, frowned slightly, and murmured: "What's going on? Suddenly a traffic jam? Is it a car accident?"

Chu Hui got out of the car and knocked on the driver's door in front. The window on the door slowly shook down. A driver's brother was sitting inside. Chu Hui asked kindly: "Brother, do you know what happened before? Look at this, the car has been blocked for a long time, right?"

"I don't know, it seems that there was a car accident. A private car owner accidentally rubbed an old man. The old man couldn't get up, and the owner thought it was a mess, so everyone's car was stuck here. I'm just annoyed now. You said that we can't solve the problem even if we keep blocking this!" The driver sighed with a frown, shook his head, and continued to turn his eyes to his phone and browse his circle of friends.

Old man?

With a complicated mood, Chu Hui ran to the source of the traffic jam, the scene of the old man's car accident. The car was stuck on the road and flashed, and a group of people surrounded the owner, chattering and talking non-stop.

The owner of the car was arguing with others, and both sides were spitting, and his voice became louder and louder. He spread his hands: "I just touched him a little and fell to the ground and fainted. What era has it been? Is this kind of scam still effective? You are definitely a gang of striking cars!"

The person who argued with the owner was a middle-aged woman who looked a little similar to the old man. She pointed to the owner and scolded: "You all said that it was a small touch. Will a small touch turn my old man into this? Without further ado, wait and lose money!"

"Two, is it time for a quarrel now? Can you pay attention to the impact? Your old man is still lying on the ground and the car behind is still blocked." Chu Hui, who had just run over, interrupted the two of them's endless arguments. He asked, "What's the use of just a quarrel? Are there any calls from the ambulance and traffic police?"

"We've been called, but this place is relatively remote from the hospital. Two nearby ambulances have just been in attendance. They are not so soon to dare to get here. The traffic police are rushing here now." The owner lowered his head, and he grabbed his hair irritably, "Damn, why am I so unlucky about this mess!"

The middle-aged woman sneered, and raised her hand that had just been put down again. She cursed again: "Dear! Let me tell you, if something happens to my old man, I will never end up with you! I want you to pay off my old man's pension for the rest of your life!"

The owner of the car is not old and can't bear the middle-aged woman's abuse like this. He spitted on the ground, picked up his sleeves, pointed at the middle-aged woman and fired back, "I tell you the old woman, I will not only hit your father to death today! Even your whole family will be killed when the matter is over! I will burn you the underworld coins!"

"Give me some peace!" Chu Hui roared angrily, his powerful voice was overwhelming, and even the murderous aura he had been restraining was released under this sound. He glared at the two of them angrily. Whether it was the young car owner or the middle-aged woman, they all shivered under Chu Hui's look.

How could this man have such a terrifying look? Could it be a murderer? The two of them were curled up in the wall in their hearts, trembling.

Chu Hui squatted in front of the old man, and he whispered: "Old man, can you hear me talking? Old man?"

The old man struggled with his eyes closed for a moment, and he said, "It hurts so much... It hurts..."

"What is the name of the old man? Do you have a back of ears? What is your usual mental state?" Chu Hui looked at the middle-aged woman.

"My old man is named Wang Jianguo. He has no ears. He heard it clearly when he was at home. He is in good spirits and has a healthy body. But no matter how healthy he is, he is still an elderly person. How can the elderly withstand such troubles?" The middle-aged woman honestly answered Chu Hui's question and no longer quarreled with young car owners.

Chu Hui nodded, and he continued to shout, "Old man, can you hear me?"

The old man nodded slowly and barely opened his mouth, "Wang... Jianguo..."

He just woke up from a coma and his consciousness was not very stable. Chu Hui speculated based on his experience.

"Old man, my hand will touch your body from top to bottom later. Tell me your feelings." Chu Hui walked down from the old man's cervical spine in turn and gently touched it. When he touched the old man's lumbar spine, Chu Hui paid attention to the old man's reaction, and when he touched his calves, the old man frowned heavily.

"It hurts so much! It hurts..." The old man made a painful whisper.

The legs were blue and purple, and the severe pain and bone rubbing felt when touched was initially judged as a fracture. Chu Hui thought.

After checking whether the old man had a fracture, Chu Hui observed other parts of the old man, with a medium-sized scratch on his elbow. He looked up at the coat covered by the young car owner. Chu Hui walked up, touched the texture, and said to him: "You took off the coat."

"Ah?" The young car owner was stunned and did not react.

"The elderly man has a medium-sized scratch on his elbow and needs to be bandaged temporarily. The material of your clothes is easy to tear. I will use it for a simple bandage treatment." Chu Hui explained to the young car owner in a simple and clear manner.

"Oh, OK!" After understanding, the young car owner immediately took off his clothes and handed them over to Chu Hui.

Chu Hui grabbed the clothes, pulled them hard, and tore them into strips of cloth. He returned to the old man, raised the injured arm, and performed a simple bandage on his wound. The one he sent to the hospital and handed over to the doctor for treatment.

He looked around the streets and saw that the traffic police and ambulance had not come over yet. He felt helpless and moved. Chu Hui gently picked up the old man in the waist and said to the middle-aged woman: "The old man suspected that there was a fracture in his calf, which was inconvenient to move. Other symptoms were difficult to judge and needed to be taken to the hospital immediately!"
Chapter completed!