An Yan used the Divination Technique to perform a divination. The hexagram indicated: Great misfortune!
BUZZ! BUZZ!
A message popped up on her phone from Li Tianyao: "Can you drive?"
An Yan replied, "No driver's license!"
She thought Li Tianyao was asking because he wanted to invite her out.
"Do you see that white Cullinan outside?"
An Yan looked outside.
On the asphalt road outside the villa, a white sedan was parked there, looking very stylish.
In front of it stood a tall, long-legged, and dashing young woman.
"I see it."
An Yan pursed her lips.
She felt Li Tianyao was being a bit too assertive.
What did it mean, him having someone and a car sent over directly?
Could it be that choosing him as a fiancé meant she no longer had any freedom?
"It's a gift for you."
An Yan's face immediately flushed!
After a moment of silence, she suppressed her inner awkwardness and replied, "No need, thank you for your kindness."
"The bodyguard is just a precaution. If you don't let her follow, I won't be at ease."
Although it was just text, An Yan inexplicably read it in his deep and pleasant voice.
"The bodyguard's name is Wen Ya. She drives very steadily and also knows some martial arts. With her by your side, if you encounter situations like today where you can't take action yourself, leave it to her to handle."
Whatever the case, An Yan ended up with a new car and a driver and bodyguard.
The dire hexagram of great misfortune she had divined earlier had unexpectedly taken a turn for the better because of Li Tianyao's message.
This piqued An Yan's curiosity, making her want to verify her divination and see how accurate she was.
So, she had Wen Ya drive, sticking to her original plan to head to the mall.
As her car passed a parking lot, a white BMW in the lot slowly started up.
Inside the car, a venomous glint shone from Lin Shang's eyes, which were swollen into slits.
Even if An Yan didn't want to get back together with him, he would never allow her to fall into Li Tianyao's arms!
He already had a perfect plan to kill An Yan while ensuring he remained uninvolved.
An Yan, sensing something, turned her head for a glance.
Lin Shang immediately ducked down, afraid of being spotted. A few minutes later, he slowly peeked out again.
Then he remembered his car windows were tinted one-way, so no one outside could see in.
He couldn't help but feel a surge of annoyance!
"Damn you, An Yan, you brought all this on yourself!"
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ACHOO!
An Yan sneezed out of the blue.
"Should I turn up the air conditioning?" Wen Ya asked.
An Yan shook her head. "No need, I'm not feeling cold!"
Perhaps something bad is about to happen! What could it be?
An Yan became alert.
About fifteen minutes later, as the car passed a traffic light and was just picking up speed, a black sedan abruptly cut them off.
SCREECH—
Wen Ya quickly stepped on the brake and turned to check. "Miss, are you alright?"
"I'm fine!"
An Yan turned her head to look at the black car.
The ashen-faced driver pushed open the front door, half-emerged from the car, and reached out, pleading for help, "Help—"
Wen Ya didn't hesitate to reverse the car, preparing to leave.
Acting chivalrously was not in a bodyguard's job description; their sole duty was to protect their client.
But An Yan stopped her. "Stop the car. There's something off about that driver."
As a physician, An Yan always remembered her duty to heal the sick and save the dying.
"Miss An, my job is to ensure your safety!"
"If you don't obey, then go back!"
The indisputable tone of her voice made even Wen Ya, who had been trained under Tianyao, shiver.
At that moment, she felt as if she were facing a female version of Tianyao.
Wen Ya promptly stopped the car.
"Please call 120."
Realizing her tone might have been too stern, An Yan said this quite gently.
Wen Ya nodded. "Okay, Miss An Yan."
While calling 120, Wen Ya cautiously stepped out of the car, vigilantly scanning the surroundings.
The accident had just happened, and onlookers hadn't gathered yet.
An Yan took a few steps to the black car.
The driver was breathing rapidly and erratically, his face pale, one hand pressed tightly against his appendicular area.
Seeing someone approach, he ignored his own pain and said anxiously, "Quick, save our master!"
An Yan swept her gaze over and saw an unconscious middle-aged man in the back seat.
She ignored the driver, immediately took his pulse, and after confirming acute appendicitis, unhesitatingly placed a pill in his mouth.
"Let it dissolve under your tongue! Stay in your current position and don't move."
After tending to the driver, An Yan turned and opened the rear door.
In the back seat was a middle-aged man.
His face was deathly pale, he was struggling to breathe, there were spray-like bloodstains on his chest, and he was completely unconscious.
An Yan leaned into the car, pulled him out, and laid him on the ground.
She checked the patient's eyelids, then unbuttoned his shirt to expose his chest, ensuring his airway was clear.
"Is she going to perform CPR?"
A crowd of onlookers quickly reached the scene, surrounding An Yan and the patient.
"It doesn't look like CPR. Is she performing acupressure?"
"She looks so young. Does she really know emergency aid?"
"Are doctors nowadays all so young and pretty?"
"..."
The onlookers whispered among themselves.
An Yan was focused!
Wen Ya stood beside An Yan, on high alert.
Ten minutes later, the ambulance arrived.
Wen Ya let out a sigh of relief, thinking this episode had finally come to an end.
However, after the medical team rushed out of the ambulance, one of them immediately yelled at An Yan, "What are you doing!"
"Can't you see he's a cardiac patient? Instead of performing CPR, you're just randomly pressing on him! Are you trying to kill him?"
A thin woman doctor in her thirties stormed over, reaching out to pull An Yan away.
But before her hand could reach An Yan, Wen Ya grabbed it. "What are you doing!"
The woman doctor frowned. "What can I be doing? It's a matter of life and death now, let go!"
An Yan stood up, stepped aside, and said, "The patient doesn't just have a heart condition; his unconsciousness is likely due to a pulmonary embolism! Let go, let this doctor handle it."
She had just been reviving the patient's heartbeat using ancient medicine Techniques. However, few people knew such methods, so she had been misunderstood.
Now that his heartbeat was restored, the subsequent tasks like administering oxygen and an IV drip had to be handled by hospital personnel.
After the patient was loaded onto the ambulance, the petite woman doctor turned and glared at An Yan. "I need you to come to the hospital with us!"
Wen Ya furrowed her brow. "Why should we go to the hospital?"
The petite woman doctor's face was stern. "Because I suspect your treatment was improper and caused secondary harm to the patient!"
"Practicing medicine without sufficient skill and recklessly delaying proper treatment is tantamount to endangering a life!"
"Xiaowang, get her personal information. If the patient's family has any questions, they can contact her directly."
With that, the petite woman doctor boarded the ambulance.
Xiaowang came over, his face grave. "Miss, please leave your phone number and ID number."
Wen Ya was furious. "We won't! Is it wrong to perform a good deed?"
An Yan patted her hand. "No need to leave it. I'll go to the hospital with you."
"Miss An? You..." Wen Ya was alarmed.
An Yan gave her a reassuring look. "My treatment was correct; she's just inexperienced. Besides, if this condition were treated her way, the patient wouldn't last two hours."
"Ah?" Wen Ya was shocked.
Xiaowang rolled his eyes dramatically. "Fine, see you at the hospital."
Inside the BMW at the back of the crowd.
Lin Shang was extremely excited. He knew An Yan would not stand idly by in the face of death.
This patient was carefully selected by him for her. Even that doctor was someone he had specifically arranged. An Yan, face my move!
On the speeding ambulance.
A nurse exclaimed, "Dr. Sun, that young lady actually followed us. Good heavens, the car she's in is a Cullinan! She must be rich! She isn't following us to retaliate, is she?"