He had taken the Hippocratic Oath. It was his job to save lives. If someone needed help, he had to help.
However, at that particular moment, he was not a doctor.
He was merely a cash-strapped moonlighting taxi driver, whose taxi had been hijacked by armed robbers.
With two guns pointed at his head, all he had to do was follow orders.
But the doctor in him simply couldn’t do it.
One of the robbers was injured badly, and he knew there was little hope.
Unless they let him take over. As a doctor.
Even with a gun pointed at his head, he never forgot his duty. He never forgot who he was, and what he had to do.
Did it turn out well for him at the end?