Tian Yuan Group was located in the most prosperous area of Jiangzhou City.

Yang Zhen looked up at the building in front of him at the entrance of the building.

This dozens of stories high building buried his youth.

He had worked hard here for more than ten years, and in principle, he should have known every plant and tree here.

But revisiting this old place, all he felt was a sense of strangeness.

This place had never given him a sense of belonging.

Just as he was in a daze, an ambulance roared to a stop on the roadside.

Several medical personnel in white coats hurried into the building.

Chen Xiao also followed them in.

In the lobby on the first floor, a young woman was kneeling on the ground.

The young woman was beautiful and mature, but she was crying like a flood of tears.

She was holding a five or six-year-old boy in her arms, his face pale, his limbs drooping.

No matter how much the young woman cried, the little boy remained motionless.

At this moment, the medical staff arrived and put a respirator and receiver on the little boy, starting emergency treatment.

"Doctor Jiang, the patient's heart rate is extremely low. I'm afraid it's too late to send him back to the hospital for rescue!"

A nurse looked at the electrocardiogram, which was close to a straight line, and said anxiously.

Doctor Jiang had a serious expression and put on sterile gloves.

"I'll give him CPR and see if it works!"

Doctor Jiang pressed the little boy's chest and performed dozens of CPR compressions in a row, but the little boy did not improve at all.

The young woman cried and pleaded bitterly, as if possessed.

"Please save my son. He's only six years old. I beg you..."

Unfortunately, her pleas could not stop the electrocardiogram from becoming a straight line.

All the medical staff stopped what they were doing and remained silent.

Doctor Jiang was panting from exhaustion, but he was also helpless.

"I'm sorry, madam, we did our best. Please arrange for your child's funeral."

When the doctor announced the little boy's death, the young woman stopped crying.

She became quiet and just silently hugged her son, murmuring softly.

"Son, wake up quickly, don't play with Mommy, Mommy knows she was wrong!"

"Mommy won't be busy with work anymore, and will stay with you every day."

"Just wake up, don't scare Mommy, okay?"

…

Seeing this scene, everyone felt sad.

Yang Zhen silently watched this scene, thinking of his own daughter, who was about the same age.

"Madam, the dead cannot be brought back to life. Please take care…"

Doctor Jiang wanted to step forward and offer some comfort.

But the young woman reacted like a frightened rabbit, scrambling backward.

"No, my son is not dead yet, don't talk nonsense!"

"Don't even think about snatching my son away from me, get away, stay away from me!"

Just then, Yang Zhen walked over.

"Madam, your son is indeed not dead. I can wake him up."

The young woman stared blankly at Yang Zhen, "You can really wake him up?"

Yang Zhen held out his hand, "Are you willing to trust me? I can try!"

"I trust you, I'm willing to trust you, hurry, please help me!"

The young woman released her hand and pushed the child into Yang Zhen's arms.

With the child in his arms, Doctor Jiang gave Yang Zhen a thumbs up.

"Brother, your trick is really good. Leave the rest to me. You guys, soothe the family's emotions."

Hearing what he said, everyone understood.

So, this man was just trying to trick the child out of the young woman's hands.

It had to be said that this trick looked stupid, but it was quite effective.

Of course, Yang Zhen didn't give the child to Doctor Jiang. He pressed and moved his big hand on the child's body.

Doctor Jiang was slightly stunned, "What are you doing?"

Yang Zhen said lightly, "Didn't you hear what I said? I'm saving someone!"

"What? Saving someone?"

Doctor Jiang raised his voice by eight degrees, and suddenly became furious.

"You're messing around!"

"The child is dead, what are you still messing around with? You're disrespecting the dead!"

Yang Zhen didn't even turn his head, "Who said the child is dead? He's not dead, he can still be saved!"

Yang Zhen's casual words completely angered Doctor Jiang.

"You say he can be saved, so he can be saved? Are you a doctor or am I a doctor?"

"Who exactly are you? If you continue to mess around like this, I'm going to call the police!"

Just as Doctor Jiang was righteously scolding Yang Zhen, suddenly a black shadow rushed over.

When he saw clearly, he realized that it was the young woman who had bumped into him head-on.

He couldn't dodge in time, and was knocked to the ground with a bang.

At this time, the young woman no longer had any elegance, protecting Yang Zhen and the child like a mother beast.

"He's saving my son, I won't allow you to disturb him!"

Doctor Jiang supported his waist and looked at the young woman with an unbelievable look.

Several other medical staff hurried over to support Doctor Jiang, pointing fingers at the young woman.

"Are you sick? You'd rather believe a stranger than believe Doctor Jiang?"

"Let me tell you, Doctor Jiang is the best emergency doctor in Jiangzhou City. He has been practicing medicine for twenty years, and he has rescued no less than eighty or a hundred people!"

"It's like offering kindness to an ungrateful person!"

Doctor Jiang supported his aching old waist and cursed through gritted teeth.

"What a fucking crazy woman!"

However, just as he uttered the words "crazy woman," everyone heard a wail.

Everyone looked in the direction of the sound, and it turned out that the little boy had woken up and was crying loudly in Yang Zhen's arms.

"This, the child, is, is alive?"

Doctor Jiang's face was full of astonishment, he simply couldn't believe that all of this was real.

If he hadn't seen it with his own eyes, he wouldn't have believed it even if he was beaten to death!

He clearly determined that the child was already dead, what method did that man use to bring the child back to life?

Of course, he couldn't figure it out.

Because what Yang Zhen used was a technique far ahead of today's world civilization, from the Tian Dao (Heavenly Way) Sect's unique mental cultivation method.

Although he had just awakened, all his spells were close to being reset to zero.

But wanting to save a child who had just lost his heartbeat was still not difficult for him.

The young woman saw her son wake up and rushed over like crazy again.

She hugged the child in her arms, tears streaming down her face.

"Son, you scared Mommy to death. Don't scare Mommy like this again, okay?"

His mother's embrace made the child feel a lot more at ease, and his crying gradually subsided.

He looked aggrieved and said in a childish voice, "Mommy, I want to drink cola..."

…

After confirming that the child was fine, Yang Zhen silently withdrew from the crowd and walked towards the elevator.

His purpose here was to collect debts.

Saving people was just a matter of convenience.