Chapter 57: Mountain Road Accident

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  "What does this car want to do?" Lin Ziman looked at the Lamborghini with some surprise.

  Zhang Wen Zhong was also somewhat surprised and didn't understand the other's intention.

  The Lamborghini's window quickly rolled down, and inside sat a young man and woman, both in their early twenties. The young woman sitting in the passenger seat was stunningly beautiful, with a fiery figure and dressed in all designer brands. The young man driving had a clean face, but his complexion was slightly pale, with a faint black mark between his eyebrows. He turned to Zhang Wenzhong and smiled, saying loudly: "Hey, buddy, this car is not bad, want to race and see who gets to the foot of the mountain first?"

  "No." Zhang Wenzhong smiled and shook his head.

  "Life is short, if you don't find some excitement, isn't it very dull?" The young man obviously didn't want to let Zhang Wen Zhong off so easily and persuaded him again: "Come on, buddy, race a lap. Speeding on this mountain road is extremely exciting."

  "I'm really sorry, I don't race cars." Zhang Wen Zhong still shook his head in refusal.

  The young man was very disappointed, he shook his head and sighed: "You are really boring, okay, you guys slow down, we'll leave first, bye!" He stepped on the accelerator heavily, this yellow Lamborghini immediately roared away, soon disappeared into the darkness.

  Lin Zimei couldn't help but furrow her brow and exclaim in surprise, "This person is driving so recklessly, aren't they afraid of getting into an accident? This isn't a highway, it's the winding mountain road of Zhuxi Mountain. If you're not careful, you'll tumble down the cliff!"

  Zhang Wen-zhong shook his head lightly and sighed: "With this person's physical condition, even if there wasn't a car accident, I'm afraid he wouldn't have lived past this year..."

  "Why?" Lin Ziman turned his head and asked in surprise.

  Zhang Wen Zhong hadn't had time to answer her question when suddenly a loud crashing sound came from the curve ahead. He and Lin Zi Man's faces changed at the same time, and they exclaimed in unison: "A car accident really happened?!"

  Zhang Wenzhong hastily stepped on the accelerator and sped towards the direction where the crashing sound came from.

  Soon, he and Lin Ziman saw the accident scene.

  The accident occurred at a sharp turn, and the yellow Lamborghini did not slow down while turning, and this bend was very steep. The young man driving the Lamborghini did not see that there was a truck loaded with ore in front of him on the bend, so he crashed straight into it.

  The rear of the truck was dented inward, and the front of the Lamborghini was smashed to pieces. Several rocks fell from the truck and landed on the roof of the Lamborghini, causing it to deform and dent as well. Looking at this scene, even Zhang Wenzhong wouldn't dare say whether the people inside were dead or alive.

  Zhang Wen Zhong hastily pulled the car over to the side of the road, and he and Lin Zi Man got out of the car, rushing towards the Lamborghini that had been completely deformed.

  The truck driver had already gotten out of the vehicle, a young man in his early twenties wearing a blue tank top, drenched in sweat all over his face and head, it was unclear whether it was due to heat or fear. He had never encountered such a terrible car accident before, he stood there in a daze, his face still in shock, his mind completely blank, having no idea what to do next.

  Zhang Wen-zhong's eyebrows rose, and he shouted at him: "What are you still stunned for? Hurry up and call the police to report an accident and get an ambulance! He was speeding and tailgating you, so let him take full responsibility. What are you afraid of?"

  "Ah, right! He's the one who should take full responsibility. I don't have anything to be afraid of." The truck driver finally came back to his senses and hastily pulled out his phone from his pocket. As he was dialing, he froze again and asked with a bitter face: "What's that... what are the numbers for reporting an emergency and calling for help? I'm so nervous, I've forgotten everything!"

  Zhang Wen-zhong and Lin Zi-man couldn't help but feel both angry and amused, but in the end it was Lin Zi-man who calmly dialed the police and emergency numbers and informed them of the specific address where the accident had occurred.

  At this moment, Zhang Wenzhong had already run to the side of the Lamborghini.

  The airbags and side curtains of the Lamborghini have all been deployed, but the young man and woman inside are still alive, although their conditions are not optimistic. The young woman is in a relatively good condition, with only a few fractures and some minor scratches, but she was frightened enough to cry hysterically.

  But the young man's situation was much more severe, not only were there multiple fractures all over his body, but also his carotid artery had been slashed by a shard, and bright red blood was gushing out rapidly. This made his already pale face even paler. If the bleeding couldn't be stopped in time, it wouldn't take long for this young man to go into shock due to excessive blood loss, or even die.

  As a doctor, Zhang Wen-zhong would never be willing to let any patient die in front of him. He tried to open the car door but it was difficult due to the deformation caused by the mining rocks that fell from the truck and pressed against the door. However, this did not deter Zhang Wen-zhong. With his left hand, he punched the window and shattered it. His left hand reached into the young man's chest and with his index and middle fingers, he pressed on the anterior edge of the sternocleidomastoid muscle, compressing the carotid artery in a horizontal direction several times, finally managing to gradually reduce the blood flow from the carotid artery.

  "It was you, luckily you didn't race with me just now, or else I would have been in trouble." The young man who had been closing his eyes all along suddenly felt something unusual in his body and opened his eyes to see Zhang WenZhong busy saving him. He smiled weakly and said in a faint voice: "Forget it, don't save me anymore. Anyway, I don't have many days left to live, might as well die in this thrilling way."

  "Would you still think of dying if I told you that I can cure your illness?" Zhang Wen Zhong said suddenly.

  "What did you say? Can you cure my illness?" The young man couldn't help but get somewhat excited, but he soon shook his head and sighed softly, saying: "Don't joke with me, do you know what kind of illness I have? Even those famous medical experts from Europe and America are helpless against this disease, how could you possibly cure it?"

  "Just because others can't cure it doesn't mean I won't be able to. The key is whether you dare to let me try." Zhang Wen's words were full of confidence.

  The young man was taken aback at first, then burst out laughing: "Bring it on! What's there to be afraid of? I'm not even afraid of death, let alone you treating my illness!"

  "In that case, you'd better shut up first and let me get you out of the car before we talk." Zhang Wen Zhong said, his face with a faint smile, which actually made the young man's heart feel an unprecedented sense of trust.

  "This is indeed a strange person." The young man thought to himself, but followed Zhang Wenzhong's orders and kept his mouth shut.