To keep himself from bursting out laughing, he strode forward with his head held high and chest out, then raised both hands toward the crowd.
"Everyone, look over here. Let me say a few simple words."
"Judging from the injured person's condition, he isn't beyond saving. If we call an ambulance and get him emergency treatment, he still has a chance of surviving."
"And the reason you haven't called an ambulance isn't because you're heartless. It's because you can't scrape together the medical fees to save him, right? You probably can't even afford a terminal call for an ambulance, can you?"
"Since that's the case, I'll see this good deed through to the end. I'll make the ambulance call!"
As he spoke, Luo Chen pulled a terminal from his clothes and directly called Lungmen's top rescue team.
"Hello..."
"Yes, this is the Lower City. An Infected child has been injured, and I need a professional medical team equipped to treat Infected patients."
"Money? Don't worry. We've got plenty of money here."
Hearing Luo Chen's conversation with the professional rescue team, Nine was left utterly dumbfounded and felt guilty for wanting to beat him up just moments ago.
So he had not come to mock and humiliate them. He had genuinely stepped in to help out of kindness.
The Reunion Movement members who had glared angrily at Luo Chen earlier also calmed down and gave him thumbs-up after thumbs-up.
Lermontov, however, frowned slightly when he heard Luo Chen call the rescue team.
If that little boy was actually saved, it would become troublesome for them.
The boy would definitely be able to tell that the person who had slashed him was not the scapegoat. If Miss Nine noticed that, she might start suspecting them.
Was there any way to stop the