Han Xi's hands, hanging at her sides, were sweating from fear. She bit her lip and looked up to meet the robber's gaze: "I'm a doctor. If he doesn't immediately receive blood stopping treatment, his life might be at risk. I have a medicine kit in my car's trunk, can I…"
"Shut up, you obviously just want to escape."
The gun's barrel moved an inch closer to Han Xi's head, her heart was about to leap out of her chest.
Han Xi glanced at the man lying on the ground and continued speaking fearfully: "If he dies, you won't just be robbers. I only want to save him, not escape. Or you could have one of your men bring the medicine kit from my car."
Beside her, Li Manman was almost internally cursing Han Xi to death; this girl was simply reckless.
"There's a medicine kit here."
A staff member from an unknown counter quietly piped up.
Han Xi looked at the robber: "Can I save him now?"
"Go ahead, but if you dare play tricks, I'll blow your head off with a bullet."
