Meanwhile, the atmosphere at the Harmon family’s press conference became increasingly lively.
Just when Natasha thought that everything was going smoothly, a scream suddenly rang out from the crowd.
Everyone turned to look. An old man had suddenly collapsed to the ground, convulsing and foaming at the mouth. Within moments, he was unconscious.
“Dad! What’s wrong with you? Please get up!” Cried a middle–aged man next to him, panic–stricken.
“I’m a doctor, let me take a look!” A bald man quickly stepped forward to check the old man’s breathing and pulse.
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