"Help, help!" Two burly men stood in front, covered in mud and looking dumbfounded, but their anxious expressions were self-evident. All three of them looked like rural folk, with anxious expressions, shouting loudly, "Driver, please help us. My wife fell down the mountain while picking herbs this morning, her head is bleeding, but our rural hospital can't treat her. They said we have to go to the big city. Please, take us to Jiangnan City."
"Get out of the way, don't delay our journey, you can't afford to compensate us!" The driver shouted loudly, just having slammed on the brakes and being scolded by his young master. If he delayed any longer, he might lose his job.
"Driver, please, we beg you!" The other man knelt down on the ground and began to kowtow. "We are rural people, we don't have a car. Now my brother's wife is unconscious. If we don't have a car, she will die. Please, please help us."
