438: Chapter 438 An elderly person has fallen; should you help them up or not?

Qin Chuan smiled and said, "That won't do. I need to go home first, then I'll come back and have a couple of drinks with everyone."

It had been a long time since he had seen his brothers; having a drink was a given.

But priorities had to be clear. Since he hadn't been back in a long time, he should go home to see his parents first, visit his children, and then go out to drink.

Chairman Chen Zhixun tapped his head lightly, "Brother Chuan, look at me, I'm getting a bit muddled. Right, right, go home first. I'll drive you and your wife."

As he spoke, he personally opened the car door.

This was a Cullinan. After Qin Chuan and his wife got into the back seat, he sat in the front passenger seat.

Among the many young people in the Beijing Circle, Qin Chuan was likely the only one qualified enough to make Chairman Chen Zhixun do this.

He stayed at home for about twenty or thirty minutes and saw his mother. His father had not returned yet; at his position, he was very busy.

He also saw his son and daughter. They hadn't seen their mom and dad for quite some time, so the two little ones were incredibly happy, practically flying with joy, calling "Daddy" or "Mommy" with sweet voices.

Remembering that Chairman Chen Zhixun was still waiting outside, he said goodbye to his mother, and then Qin Chuan got in the car to go meet up with his brothers.

The next day.

After Qin Chuan woke up, his first habit was to check for system update messages. There were three in total, and one of them piqued his interest.

"Professor Huang of Shuimu University is buying groceries at Hongxing Farmers' Market at nine o'clock this morning. Accidentally, she slips at the entrance of the market and fractures her lower leg. Many people are watching, but no one dares to come forward to help..."

After reading this news, Qin Chuan thought to himself, an elderly person falling and no one daring to help—this has become a social phenomenon. It's truly sad.

Beyond the sigh, he also knew it was an opportunity for him.

After breakfast, Qin Chuan headed to Hongxing Farmers' Market. It was still early, so he couldn't help but stroll around inside. Soon, his eyes lit up.

Not far away, carrying a vegetable basket and shopping, was an unassuming, plain-looking little old lady. Wasn't that the country's top chip expert, Professor Huang from Shuimu University?

Professor Huang was 67 years old this year, an academician of both academies. She was usually very simple and had no pursuit of material life or money.

Those who didn't know her would never connect her to being an academician of both academies or a renowned professor, because she looked too ordinary. Those who didn't know might even think she was just a little old lady from the countryside.

Qin Chuan followed behind Professor Huang calmly, watching her shop. Gradually, a sense of respect welled up for her.

Dressing simply was one thing, but it was clear she didn't have high aspirations in life either. She mainly picked out common vegetables that ordinary people usually bought. There were various high-end ingredients in the market, but she didn't buy a single one.

Around 9:15 AM, having finished her shopping, Professor Huang prepared to go home, carrying her basket.

It was a farmers' market, so a wet and slippery floor was quite normal. There was a puddle of water at the main entrance. Carelessly, Professor Huang's foot slipped, and she fell to the ground.

"An elderly person has fallen!"

The people around were stunned, but no one dared to come up to help. Some even specifically avoided her by a few steps, keeping their distance.

Clearly, the fall was not light, and Professor Huang couldn't get up from the ground.

An academician of both academies, a national treasure-level figure, actually had no entourage. Unlike some experts who were surrounded by crowds and security personnel every time they went out.

Seeing this scene, Qin Chuan walked over quickly and asked with concern, "Ma'am, are you alright?"

Professor Huang had a look of pain on her face, "Young man, I think I've fractured my lower leg. Can you help me call 120?"

Someone nearby immediately reminded him, "Young man, be careful she doesn't frame you. You must not get involved in this kind of thing."

Professor Huang said with some difficulty, "Young man, I am a teacher at Shuimu University. Don't worry, I will absolutely not frame you. Just help me make a call to summon an ambulance, or help me pick up my phone so I can make the call myself."

Because she had fallen, her vegetable basket and phone had dropped to the ground, and the vegetables she had just bought were scattered all over.

Qin Chuan didn't say a word, took out his phone to dial 120, then picked up the phone for Professor Huang, and then gathered the vegetables on the ground and put them back into the basket.

"Ma'am, do you need me to help you up?"

Professor Huang said, "Thank you, young man."

Qin Chuan tried to help her up, but as soon as he started, Professor Huang showed an expression of pain, "No, no, it must be a fracture, I can't move."

Seeing this, Qin Chuan didn't insist and could only wait for the ambulance to arrive.

Many people nearby were discussing it, and some were even worried for Qin Chuan.

Hearing these discussions, Qin Chuan just smiled and didn't take it to heart at all. Besides, not to mention that she was an academician, even if she were an ordinary elderly person, he would still help if he saw it. As for whether he would be framed, he didn't even bother to look at his own status—a dignified Municipal Party Secretary, who could frame him?

The ambulance arrived quickly.

The medical staff briefly asked about the situation, then lifted Professor Huang onto a stretcher and shouted loudly, "Who called the ambulance? Come with us in the vehicle."

Qin Chuan got on the ambulance, went to the hospital together, helped with the hospitalization procedures, and even paid 10,000 yuan in medical expenses.

After doing all this, he left quietly.

Not long after, Professor Huang's children arrived, and the leaders of Shuimu University also came. After everyone understood the situation, they immediately started looking for this kind-hearted person, Qin Chuan.

Inside the ward.

Professor Huang had already finished surgery, her lower leg was in a cast, and she was lying on the hospital bed, saying to her children, "Thanks to that young man today, you must find him and thank him properly. Also, you must return the 10,000 yuan he paid on my behalf."

"Mom, what is his name? Did he leave a phone number?"

"He didn't leave a name or a phone number, but no matter what, you must find him. I still want to thank him in person."

Although everyone was looking for Qin Chuan, Beijing was so big that it was like looking for a needle in a haystack; the hope of finding him was slim.

This was already the second day after Professor Huang fell.

After the doctor finished rounds, Professor Huang was asking her son again if that young man had been found.

"Mom, it's not that simple. Just rest and recover, we will try our best to find him."

Mother and son were talking about searching for Qin Chuan. A while later, the door of the ward was pushed open, and the leaders of Shuimu University came to visit again.

Professor Huang asked the leaders of Shuimu University again if there was any news about that kind-hearted young man. The leaders of Shuimu University told her that the school was helping to search and asked her to wait a little longer.

Hearing this, Professor Huang felt a bit regretful—why had she forgotten to ask for the young man's name back then?

Just as she was feeling remorseful, the door of the ward was gently pushed open again.

Qin Chuan walked in carrying a fruit basket, with a smile on his face, "Professor Huang, are you feeling a bit better?"

Seeing Qin Chuan, Professor Huang's face was filled with surprise!