Chapter 832
"Then should we bring him to the hospital?" asked the manager.
"I'm afraid not. Moving him around in this condition would only cause serious damage. One wrong move and he would end up dead," replied the doctor.
"Then what should we do?"
Just as the crowd was at a loss, Wyatt stepped forward once more. "Let me help."
He genuinely wanted to save the elderly man's life, as he could tell that the elderly man was a veteran who had served the country.
The middle-aged man grabbed onto Wyatt's hand and asked, "Can you really save my father?"
Wyatt nodded and replied, "I can."
He then turned to the crowd and asked for a needle. After acquiring one, he began inserting the needle into various points on the elderly man's body with incredible speed and precision.
His movements were so fast that they left all the onlookers dazzled. The doctor watched Wyatt's movement with so much shock and awe that it seemed like he was suffering a stroke.
"Alright. He'll wake up in a few minutes from now,

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