"She fainted just like that? Can she really not handle the pressure?"
The crowd had little sympathy for her sudden collapse.
"That's what happens when you get old. You can't take the slightest provocation."
"Should we call 911?"
...
Although the crowd felt no sympathy for her—after all, the old woman had just shamelessly tried to get her granddaughter off the hook—they couldn't just stand by and watch something happen to her.
"Everyone, please step back. Don't crowd around here."
Sebastian Lockwood frowned, motioning for Yvonne Huxley to lay her grandmother down and not move her carelessly.
"P-please, save my grandma." Tears streamed down Yvonne Huxley's face.
It seemed only then that everyone remembered Sebastian Lockwood was a doctor.
He reached out to check the old woman's eyes, nose, and mouth, unfastened two buttons on the front of her blouse, and pressed the acupressure point on her philtrum.
