Yu had accepted Xiao Hongyang."Uncle, this is my wife Bai Jing!""Bai Jing, come and greet Uncle!"Xiao Hongyang pointed to the woman supporting Old Yue and introduced her to Xiao Yu."Greetings, Uncle!"...Chapter 6 Please Save Him!

After having lunch, Xiao Yu and Wei Jun packed their luggage and took a taxi to the train station. By the time they arrived at around one o'clock in the afternoon on August 16th (of the lunar calendar), people who had spent the Mid-Autumn Festival with their families were starting their journeys back home. The entrance was crowded with passengers forming long queues.

They went to the ticketing area where it was even more packed, black crowds filling up the large square so tightly that there seemed no space left. Although many police officers were maintaining order, things still looked rather chaotic. Some people had started queuing since midnight and litter could be seen everywhere on the square.

Wei Jun reached the very front of the queue and took out a thousand yuan to give to the young man standing second in line: "Brother, do me a favor and sell your position." After saying that, he pushed the money into the young man's hand.

The young man didn't say anything but put the money into his pocket and stepped aside.

Shortly after, Wei Jun returned with two sleeper tickets. He came over to Xiao Yu and said while waving the tickets around: "How is it Not bad, right"

"Mm-hmm, not bad. It looks a bit like the air of a second-generation rich kid!" Xiao Yu smiled sarcastically at Wei Jun.

The "Roll" seemed to know what the Wei army was up to; just as the Wei army shouted out the word "roll," Xiao Yu ran away, causing the Wei army's flying kick to miss its target.

The two of them played and fought their way into the waiting hall. Compared to the chaos outside the railway station, the waiting hall had become orderly. However, long lines were forming at the ticket-checking counters, and Wei Jun employed his old tricks once again to secure two places near the front.

The train sped ahead, with scenes outside the window quickly passing by like walls rapidly moving backward. On rural roads, motorized three-wheelers were loaded with corn cobs. Xiao Yu seemed to see the joyous smiles of farmers in the fields due to a bountiful harvest.

After watching窗外的風景 for a while, Xiao Yu found it rather boring and told Wei Jun he was going to sleep. He didn't know how long passed when a commotion woke him up.

He opened his eyes just as Wei Jun walked in from外麵. Xiao Yu sat up from the鋪上and asked, "Jun哥, what's going on outside Why is it so noisy"

"Ah, don't ask," Wei Jun said gloomily as he sat down on床鋪with a frustrated sigh and gave the bedboard a hard slap: "Damn it, why didn't I study properly when I was in school"

Seeing Wei Jun's regretful expression, Xiao Yu thought to himself that this was probably one of the reasons why Wei Jun could become his friend—Wei Jun had none of the spoiled brat attitudes typical of second-generation rich kids.

"Brother Jun, let's go and have a look!" Xiao Yu quickly got out of bed and called Wei Jun to walk towards the adjacent compartment.

Seeing Xiao Yu leave, Wei Jun suddenly remembered that Xiao Yu was a doctor. Although he knew that Xiao Yu disliked studying medicine and had poor grades during his school days, Xiao Yu did learn traditional medical skills from his ancestors which might be helpful. So, he hurriedly followed after him.

As soon as Xiao Yu reached the door of the adjacent compartment, an elderly voice with a hint of sobs and pleading could be heard saying, "Please save my grandson! He's only four years old! Please help him!"

Xiao Yu and Wei Jun squeezed through the crowd to see two railway police officers and a female conductor in her twenties surrounding the elderly man, trying to comfort him: "Uncle, please don't be too anxious. We've already been looking for doctors in every carriage."

The elderly man seemed not to hear their words; he held onto his grandson's hand and kept pleading: "Please...please save my grandson..."

Xiao Yu stood at a distance, observing the child lying on his back. The boy was around four years old with an ashen face and cyanotic lips. Although there were signs of breathing, he lay motionless on the bed, scratching his neck desperately with both hands, his eyes staring blankly upward, his mouth and nose making wheezing sounds like a bellows.

Seeing this situation, Wei Jun sighed and said, "We need to send him to the hospital immediately for a tracheotomy."

One of the railway police officers glanced at them and, seeing that Wei Jun seemed to have some medical knowledge, said: "The nearest station is Deep Sea, but it will take another 20 minutes by train. This child... ……" The railway policeman sighed helplessly and shook his head.

Looking at the fragile young life lying on the bed, Wei Jun gently tugged at Xiao Yu and whispered, "How about it Do you have any way to help" Even though he spoke softly, others in the compartment still heard him. Everyone's eyes turned toward Xiao Yu, with the child’s grandfather looking at him hopefully.

He had only intended to look over the situation; he was not inclined to get involved. He had just observed the child from a distance and saw that his life was hanging by a thread. Opening his Life Death Eye, Xiao Yu could see heavy death energy around the boy, which was still increasing. Yet he really did not want to become embroiled in such matters. In today’s society, helping critically ill patients might lead to trouble—cases like Qinyang and Xu Yunhe were examples where compensation amounted to tens of thousands; if something went wrong, Xiao Yu and his mother living in a small county town could not afford the liability. This was why he had remained silent up until now.

Seeing Xiao Yu's hesitation, the elderly man seemed to understand his concerns and suddenly knelt down, pleading: "Young brother, please save this child! If we don’t help him soon, it will be too late. Please, just try to help him! Even if he doesn't survive, I won’t blame you; everyone here can attest to that—please..."

After glancing at the elderly man and then looking at the child on the bed, Xiao Yu took a deep breath and thought secretly: "Whether or not I can save him depends on his own fate."

Xiao Yu walked up to the bed and first felt the child's pulse. Then he quickly removed the child’s shirt and examined the left intercostal space; every time the child inhaled, there was a noticeable depression.

Seeing this depression made Xiao Yu certain that it was due to accidentally swallowing foreign objects into the airway, causing an obstruction and resulting in suffocation. If the patient's suffocation situation wasn't improved immediately, he would soon suffer from oxygen deprivation and die.nothing much wrong!" replied Xiao Yu with a light laugh to the doctor."This..." The fifty-something-year-old doctor hesitated.When Zhang Dahan sent this person here, he had instructed them to take goo...