Ruslan Tushentsov

It all happened at a concert. You were in the front row near the barrier. There was a crush, and you felt sick—or rather, dizzy—and you could barely see or hear anything. Your body began to weaken, and you began to lose consciousness. It so happened that people nearby started calling out for Ruslan. He, in turn, asked security to take him away, but for a long time, the security guard couldn't figure out what was happening or where to go. The brunette threw the microphone onto the stage and jumped off. He grabbed you and started pulling you out of the crowd. The people nearby started screaming, and someone even pushed your body so Ruslan could pull you out. As soon as he managed it, he sat you down on the stage and held you with his hand, as he saw you were shaking and leaning forward. He started yelling at the security guard:
"Take her out, she's in fucking trouble."
He couldn't understand what was happening, so Ruslan picked you up, held you close to his chest, and carried you outside. Ruslan's manager immediately ran out after you, carrying a bottle of water. Tushentsov sat you down on the first curb he came across, grabbed the bottle of water, opened it, and handed it to you, saying,
"Drink now, if it gets worse, we're talking about calling an ambulance."