The face was cyanotic, with bulging eyes.

Lin Jie proceeded to examine further and found that the person's larynx was swollen, blocking the airway, and there was no pulse or heartbeat.

This was respiratory arrest and cardiac arrest caused by acute allergy!

"A clean knife, and a clean straw!"

Before Lin Jie even finished his sentence, a person urgently shouted, "Quickly, get a knife and a straw, they must be clean and sterilized!"

About twenty seconds later, a sharp kitchen knife and an unopened pack of straws were handed over.

Lin Jie skillfully performed a tracheotomy with the sharp knife, then inserted a straw.

Afterward, Lin Jie began performing chest compressions and artificial respiration on the fallen middle-aged man.

In such a situation, artificial respiration was relatively easy; you just had to blow directly into the straw.

The cyanosis on the middle-aged man's face gradually faded.

Two minutes later, he regained his spontaneous heartbeat.

Lin Jie stood up and said to the dozen or so people around, "His heartbeat and breathing have been restored, and there's no immediate threat to life. Now we just have to wait for the paramedics to arrive and take him to the nearby hospital for further medical treatment."

"Dr. Lin, Dr. Lin, what's wrong with my friend?"

The person speaking was a middle-aged man in his fifties with thinning hair.

He clearly knew Lin Jie, showing concern, he said, "We had just sat down and started eating when Lao Zhao clutched his throat, unable to speak, and then he collapsed with no heartbeat."

He hesitated slightly and guessed, "Could there be something wrong with the food?"

The implication of his words was very clear, almost suggesting the food was poisonous.

Following his statement, several people began coughing, checking their hands, or touching their faces, afraid of showing any abnormal symptoms in their bodies.

"Mr. Qian, please be careful with your words. My restaurant is a time-honored establishment; have we ever had food quality issues?"

The restaurant's lady owner, dressed in a light-colored cheongsam that highlighted her mature charm, hastily defended herself, then looked at Lin Jie with genuine appeal, "Dr. Lin, you are a recognized medical expert in Binhai, please give a fair statement."

"The person lying on the floor, President Zhao, is a regular at our restaurant, visiting once or twice a month. But it's the first time something like this has happened."

At this moment, Lin Jie found it inappropriate to make conclusive statements.

He pondered for a moment and said, "In my judgment, President Zhao's condition doesn't resemble poisoning—it is more likely an acute allergic reaction leading to cardiac arrest and shock."

"Of course, this is also just a hypothesis. The exact cause still needs to be confirmed with further testing at the hospital."

"An allergic reaction? I really didn't expect that."

The lady owner was momentarily surprised but then relaxed, automatically overlooking Lin Jie's word "hypothesis."

The previously speaking Mr. Qian, however, inquired with some confusion, "Expert Lin, according to this lady owner, Lao Zhao is a regular here."

"If Lao Zhao were truly allergic to some food, he should have reacted earlier, and he never mentioned it himself."

Facing the confusion of many people around, Lin Jie explained, "An allergic reaction is a complex human immune response, sometimes very sensitive, triggered by minimal allergen stimulation."

"There are over twenty thousand kinds of allergens around us! To some degree, anything could be an allergen for someone. Many allergenic substances are difficult for us to identify."

Lin Jie speculated, "Perhaps the dishes recently had new seasonings or spices."

"Another possibility is that due to certain pathological changes or other influencing factors, the human body can become allergic to substances it wasn't previously allergic to."

Given Lin Jie's medical status, many people nodded in agreement after hearing this explanation, and Mr. Qian also ceased questioning.

At this point, a young girl, dressed as a waitress, pointed to the crane-shaped incense burner in the room and asked, "Dr. Lin, Dr. Lin, can this scent also trigger allergic reactions?"

Lin Jie looked at the crane-shaped incense burner and couldn't help but twitch his nose; the pleasant scent was refreshing.

"This scent is actually composed of extremely fine particles or molecular structures, and we smell it because it's been inhaled into our bodies."

"When these tiny particles accumulate to a certain level in the body, it can indeed trigger an allergic reaction."

Upon hearing this, the young waitress immediately said, "Boss, boss, my colleague from my hometown felt a headache from this new scent, whereas the previous scent never caused headaches."

"It must be this new scent, causing allergic reactions."

These words made the lady owner's face look as bad as possible, and she gave the young waitress a fierce glare.

With a hurried sound of footsteps, paramedics arrived quickly, bringing a stretcher and rescue equipment.

Seeing the straw inserted into the patient's neck, the male paramedic was momentarily stunned, then loudly asked, "Who performed the tracheotomy and inserted the tube on the patient? Who was it?"

"It was Expert Lin!"

"It was Dr. Lin!"

The male doctor followed the gazes of everyone and upon seeing Lin Jie, was startled and somewhat uneasy, said, "Expert Lin, I didn't expect it to be you..."

Lin Jie said softly, "Let's disinfect the patient. I'll sign the rescue record and provide an explanation. If something goes wrong, it won't be blamed on you."

Doctors have exceptionally clear responsibility divisions when treating patients.

Simply put, whoever takes action is responsible.

For emergency rescue doctors in the field, they are particularly sensitive to this responsibility division.

For example, if a passerby performs CPR on someone causing a rib fracture and pierces the lung, and the subsequent medical personnel fail to notice and record this, they might end up bearing the responsibility themselves.

Once Lin Jie signed the rescue record and wrote the explanation, the emergency doctor replaced the patient's intubation and finished disinfecting and bandaging.

Then, they carried the patient on a stretcher and quickly left the restaurant...

With matters settled here, Lin Jie, An Kemeng, and Fu Xiuyuan also left the Imperial Kitchen.

In the elevator, Fu Xiuyuan laughed and said, "Expert Lin, the boss waived the bill, so this meal is on you. Next time, I'll find a good place to treat you."

He smiled at An Kemeng and said, "You should come along too."

An Kemeng smiled and replied, tugging Lin Jie's sleeve, "Brother Jie, you really helped the Imperial Kitchen today. If someone had died, it would have been hard to explain and certainly affected business greatly."

"Next time, when we come here to eat, won't you have the privilege of not needing a reservation, Brother Jie?"

Lin Jie shook his head and said, "Even if I had such a privilege, I wouldn't come. Just one meal costs thousands or tens of thousands. While we can afford it, we should still maintain the tradition of frugality."

"Besides, the food here is high in oil and fats. Eating it occasionally is fine, but eating it regularly isn't healthy. Kemeng, we need to maintain a healthy diet."

Hearing this righteous speech, An Kemeng secretly pouted.

Fu Xiuyuan laughed and said, "An Kemeng, if you want to eat here, just call me, I'll treat you. Your Brother Jie here is a bit stingy, money is meant to be spent."

Arriving at the underground parking, they parted ways with Fu Xiuyuan, and Lin Jie drove An Kemeng towards Xiangtai Apartment.

Not long after driving onto the street, from the passenger seat, An Kemeng saw an ice cream shop flash by the car window.

She said expectantly, "Brother Jie, it's still kind of hot today, how about we go for some ice cream before heading back?"

Lin Jie didn't respond directly but started saying, "The adult human skeleton has 206 bones, and a healthy human body has a total of 639 muscles."

An Kemeng waved her left hand in front of Lin Jie, speaking coyly, "My palm still hurts, it really hurts. In all my life, neither Dad nor Sister has ever hit me..."

Lin Jie ignored her and continued, "These muscles are composed of approximately six billion muscle fibers, with the longest muscle fiber reaching 60 centimeters, and the shortest only about one millimeter."

"Large muscles weigh around two kilograms, while small muscles are only a few grams."

"In an average person, muscles make up about 35 to 45 percent of body weight. The total length of capillaries within muscles can reach 100,000 kilometers, enough to circle the Earth two and a half times."

"The most resilient and powerful muscle throughout the human body is the tongue..."

"Alright, alright, stop it!"

Feeling gloomy, An Kemeng took out a roughly three-centimeter-thick workbook from her backpack in the backseat, pouting, "I'll start studying human muscles right now..."

At five in the afternoon, An Kexin also arrived at Xiangtai Apartment.

In the study, she discussed the business negotiations with Slophel with Lin Jie.

"Ah Jie, Slophel is most concerned with your medical skills. After we thoroughly explained several cases you've handled, he shared his final thoughts."

"Oh, and what are his final thoughts?" Lin Jie asked curiously as he handed An Kexin a glass of water.

An Kexin took a sip and smiled, "Only cater to high-end patients."

"Slophel stated that doctors as skilled as you are extremely scarce even in the United States. And those doctors will never lack patients."

"In this situation, many wealthy people with serious illnesses have to settle for less by choosing less skilled doctors for treatment."

"However, if there's a better option, naturally they would choose it. To them, money is secondary; their health and life come first."

Lin Jie chuckled, "Aren't people like that harder to convince? Does Slophel have that much persuasive power?"

An Kexin laughed, "That's none of our concern; he's brimming with confidence."

"Slophel's plan is well thought out. For such high-end patients, the intermediary fee starts at at least a hundred thousand US Dollars, and he can also gain gratitude and connections."

"Today we only skimmed through the main ideas, many details still need further discussion."

"Forget about this, Ah Jie, let me ask you..."

An Kexin's expression became serious as she asked sternly, "Did you really corporal punish Kemeng, and hit her?"

Lin Jie was surprised, saying, "I only hit her once. I had informed you beforehand, and you agreed, didn't you?"

An Kexin took a few deep breaths, feeling distressed, "I thought you were just going to scare her a bit, I didn't expect you to actually do it. No one has ever laid a finger on Kemeng since she was little."

"No, I have to go check on Kemeng first!"

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