
Adiwangsa Suprapto's eyes narrowed.
With his medical skills, just in passing, he could see that the old granny would soon die if it was delayed again. While beside the old grandmother, there was a girl who was about 5-6 years old in bad and worn clothes, but still looked clean. Her plain and sweet white face was crying out miserably.
As soon as he saw the little girl, Adiwangsa was stunned and became dazed.
He is, very similar to someone.
Someone who Adiwangsa feels very guilty and can not forget, namely the Moon Hasan.
"Uncle, aunts, please, help grandma... Anna please... Huhuhuhoo..."
After a moment of silence, Adiwangsa walked over.
Even if this little girl did not remind him of the woman, the condition of this grandmother was also very critical. Because he was able to save her, so he decided to help.
He, the Southern Border Commander, could save everyone in this world. Although he was no longer a commander, he could also save someone.
"Excuse me."
Adiwangsa passed through the crowd, then crouched down on the grandmother's side and stretched out her hand to check her pulse.
"Uncle, please save my grandmother... Please..."
The little girl immediately prostrated herself to Adiwangsa.
"Don't panic, brother. Grandma's okay."
Adiwangsa immediately stopped him. Not knowing why, he felt very familiar with this girl. Seeing this little girl cry, she also felt heartache and sadness. Perhaps this was because he was too similar to the Moon of Hasan.
Right now, the surrounding audience opened their voices: "Young man, be careful not to be deceived. Today's age is dying don't do good."
"True, they won't blackmail you. You're crying too late."
"Yes, the straps fit in front of the hospital. The hospital itself does not care, why are you so stupid to even check it out. This might be a trap, you know."
People said with a contemptuous tone.
Helping people with good intentions ends up being framed and blackmailed is not new anymore. Because of this as well, people became unwilling to step forward to extend help. Even if it helps, they will also take out the phone to record it first in anticipation of getting stuck and difficult to deny it. However, sometimes even the recording can not have an effect as evidence and make the person who helped harmed.
It is not human beings who do not want to do good anymore, but we have difficulty distinguishing the contents of people's hearts. Too many criminals take advantage of people's good for personal gain, and this hurts people a lot.
The spectators had actually seen the army attire Adiwangsa was wearing and considered him to be just a dumb plain soldier and had never been fooled, so they had good intentions to remind him. However, at the same time, they also felt this person who stepped forward made them the spectators seem ruthless, so they only had one thought: to be honest: Is it just you who are kind and we are all heartless? The hospital doesn't care. This is clearly a trap, how dare you jump in. Stupid, huh?
"Anna's not a fraud!"
"Your name is Anna? Anna's a good boy, uncle knows you're not lying."
Adiwangsa did not care at all about the words of the spectators around. He only felt the voice of the little girl who was so meek sound so pitying for being slandered. After comforting her gently, Adiwangsa took out a silver needle and stabbed it into the old grandmother's neck before everyone's eyes.
Everyone screamed in shock.
That long needle was directly thrust into the neck of the person. Is he sure this saves people instead of killing people?
However, soon after, the old granny trembled for a bit, then opened her eyes, tilted her head, and spewed out black dirt.
The stench soon spread.
The spectators who witnessed this all immediately closed their noses and retreated.
The grandmother was breathing strongly and gasping for breath.
As for the little girl, it was as if she did not smell and rushed over to the grandmother's side and said anxiously: "Grandmother! Grandma's fine, isn't she?"
"Just calm down, it's okay."
Adiwangsa pulled back her silver needle casually, then stroked the little girl's hair gently. She smiled at the girl whose eyes seemed innocent and clean, then said: "Grandmother is healed. In the future you have to take good care of grandma, okay?"
The little girl pursed her lips, then cried even harder. He pulled the corner of Adiwangsa's shirt and said in tears: "Thank you, Uncle. Uncle really is a good guy!"
"Sweet boy, don't cry anymore, yeah."
Adiwangsa patted Grandma's back lightly twice so that her breathing became smoother. Grandma also looked at Adiwangsa with great gratitude. "Thank you... Thanks..."
"Either. Next time don't eat food that's out of date."
"Baa... Fine."
The old grandmother reached into her pocket, took out a piece of cloth, opened it, and handed it to Adiwangsa. Then, he said apologetically, "Thank you for saving the elderly grandmother, but she only had this kind of money..."
Adiwangsa saw the money that had been tangled exposed in the palm of the dry grandmother. The most valuable money is only 50 thousand rupiah, then 20 thousand and some 2 thousand. The remaining 500, 200, and 100.
"Mother, there's no need to pay me." Adiwangsa stood up, and left.
The audience also dispersed.
Grandma hugged the little girl while looking behind Adiwangsa who went away with tears in her eyes and whispered: "Thank you..."