Mr Wood The Legend
Chapter 57 Partial Treatment

Early in the morning the next day, Yank went out to see the garage after Lucy went to the company.

When he sent Yara to school, he realized that it was inconvenient without a car. It was time to change his car. Of course, he was not interested in cars. For him, cars were just tools.

When he passed by one of the corss roads, it was exactly the red light. Yank stopped and waited. He looked around casually and suddenly saw an old man holding a crutch on the side of the street. After taking a few steps, the old man covered his chest and fell to the ground with a painful look.

The people around looked at him a few times, and then they were indifferent. So many people passed by, but no one stopped to help.

Yank frowned. He felt a little sad.

"Hey, are you leaving or not? Don't block the way!" While he was hesitating, the drivers behind him shouted at Yank, looking extremely impatient.

Yank directly ignored these voices. He drove the small motorcycle to the street.

"Lucy, it seems that I have been deeply affected by you. I hope this is not a bad thing." While thinking, Yank walked up to the old man. The old man's face was pale. His forehead was sweating, and his body was trembling slightly.

It looked like a sudden heart attack.

"Sir, can you listen to me?" Yank helped the old man up, leaned his upper body against his knees, and shouted a few times.

He put his hand on the old man's nose and found that the old man's breath was very weak. He was afraid that he couldn't wait to go to the hospital.

Therefore, Yank decisively took out the silver needles he carried with him and skillfully stabbed them into the old man's head and chest. Then, he gathered his vitality to hit the old man's back directly. Such a dazzling practice attracted many passers-by, but many people were full of sarcasm.

"How dare you do so? You should call an ambulance as soon as possible!"

"If he can wake him up so quickly, I'll say sorry to him!"

"Isn't it too hasty? Is there any family that can help the old man?"

None of the people around believed in Yank's ability. They all thought that he was trying to show off or he was pretentious. With a few silver needles, he thought he was a master. How dare he treat the old man Yank didn't care about these criticisms at all. He focused on treating the old man.

Five minutes later, the old man slowly woke up and saw Yank who was sorting the needles. He knew that it was Yank who saved him. He said softly, "Thank you. If it weren't for you, my life would have been lost."

Yank looked calm and shook his head. "It's okay. You'd better go to the hospital!"

The people around were all stupefied. It was hard to imagine this old man seemed to be fine now with a few needles.

However, Yank has no time to mock these people. Instead, he kindly called an ambulance for the old man.

Seeing that Yank was going to leave, the old man quickly asked, "What's your name? I have to thank you for saving my life!"

Yank shook his head and said lightly, "No need, I have to go first."

It was the same for him to save people and kill people. He would never covet any benefits. However, under Lucy's influence, he could not bear to see an old man die so tragically by the roadside.

He didn't know that the old man was shocked as he looked at his back. He murmured, "Why does he look exactly like the man of the Long family? Are they relevant?"

After a while, more than a dozen people came over in a hurry. Seeing the old man well, the leader was relieved, and quickly stepped forward and said, "Why do you leave alone? If something goes wrong, the head will punish us."

The old man grinned and replied, "Flle, a young man just saved me. You must replace him. I must thank him in person. In addition, tell Steven to come and see me quickly."

The man who was called File was stunned for a moment, and then he immediately replied that he must replace the person who saved him.

This was great kindness!

At the same time, Yank came to a 4S shop. The cars displayed in the hall were all for ordinary people with a price of 30 thousand to 50 thousand dollars. The only few luxury cars were locked and could only be seen from afar.

Yank only had one requirement for the car, which was more practical. As for whether it was a luxury car or not, it did not matter to him.

Soon, he took a fancy to an SUV, which was very large and had a good performance. He wanted to know more, but when he looked around, he found that no one came up to serve him.

If the shop was busy, he could accept it. But Yank was a little angry when he saw several sellers standing there talking and laughing.

Just as he was about to turn around and leave, he saw a figure walking over.

"I'm sorry, sir. I just went to the toilet and couldn't receive you immediately." The girl said to Yank apologetically.

Yank looked at the girl in front of him. She had clear eyes, standard facial features, with a single ponytail. From her slightly nervous expression, it could be seen that she had just graduated from college. Hearing her words, Yank was a little confused. "Why is it you who serve me in the store? Are those people not sellers?"

The girl smiled awkwardly and explained, "Sir, they are, but the area they are in charge of is different from mine. I am new here and I am currently in charge of the middle and low-end cars."

Although her words were tactful, the meaning was also very clear. Yank gave people a feeling that he could only afford a low or middle-level car. Those people would obviously not come to receive him, and they knew that they would not get much commission.

Just as Yank was about to speak, he saw two familiar men walking in. What made him even angrier was that the sellers who were chatting just now immediately greeted and flattered them.

The difference in treatment was too obvious, wasn't it?

The girl also noticed the displeasure on Yank's face and quickly diverted his attention. "Sir, are you interested in this car?"

But she found that Yank didn't answer. She looked over and found that he was so angry!