Hearing that a human life was at stake, Zhao Yan quickly composed his expression and hurried forward. The caravan members were all gathering around to see what was happening, and it took a tremendous effort for Zhao Yan to squeeze his way through.
An old man with silver threads in his hair lay on the ground, his face completely pale. Next to him, a middle-aged man was tugging at his clothes and shouting frantically, hoping to get some response.
Zhao Yan knelt down, first took the old man's pulse, and urged the middle-aged man, "Stop shouting for a moment. He has fainted from hypoglycemia. He won't wake up unless we replenish his sugar levels. No matter how much you yell, he can't hear you."
Chapter 352