"Do not move her, I'm going to look her over."
One of the most common fears in elderly people is being involved in some sort of collision. Any such crash might affect the person adversely.
Su Qingsang crouched down and spoke gently to Xiang Caiping, who was sitting on the ground. "Aunty, I'm a doctor. Can you let me know which part of your body was hit? Where do you feel pain? Are you able to move your hands and legs?"
Xiang Caiping stared at the young woman in front of her. The woman's face confounded her for a moment.
There is a resemblance there, a real resemblance. Maybe it is not total resemblance, but she definitely looks like him. She does not take after me. Instead, she takes after him.
She almost certainly did not need to doubt herself or ask further questions. Once she looked at that face, what other proof did she need?
"Aunty?"
Huo Jinyao crouched down and, at the same time, he took out his cell phone to call for an ambulance.