Clang!
A loud noise.
The door of the medical clinic was violently pushed open.
Three burly men with similar appearances, carrying an elderly woman with white hair on a wooden board, rushed in.
"Who is Physician Lin?"
The eldest of the men, his gaze burning, scanned the approaching figures.
"I am."
Lin Fan stepped forward without a second thought.
"Physician Lin, please, save my mother!"
The leading man was frantic, tears welling up.
"Don't panic, lay her down, let me examine her first."
Lin Fan's pupils contracted, his demeanor instantly transformed.
The three men stepped forward and carefully placed the wooden board on the ground.
Wu Lei and the others hastily moved aside.
Life and death were at stake, and no one dared to delay.
With just one glance, Lin Fan knew the patient was in a dire condition.
He squatted down and checked the patient's breath.
Although her chest was still rising and falling, her breathing was extremely weak.
Moreover, her blackened lips indicated that she was suffering from oxygen deprivation.
"She might be saved, but it's uncertain."
Lin Fan's expression was grave.
The main issue was the prolonged delay, coupled with the patient's advanced age and frail health. Even if she was saved, there would likely be sequelae.
"Physician Lin, I've heard about you from the villagers. You must save my mother!"
The leading man plopped down on his knees.
The other two men followed suit.
"Stop fussing, I'll treat her now."
Lin Fan had already activated his Purple Extremity Spiritual Eyes and was examining the patient's chest cavity and trachea.
The elderly often suffered from bronchitis, with excessive phlegm and coughing.
Lin Fan suspected a blockage in the trachea caused by phlegm.
"Hurry and give her emergency treatment!"
Tian Mengyao, seeing Lin Fan standing still and staring at the patient, became anxious.
Lin Fan ignored her and continued his examination from the patient's chest upwards.
"You're harming her! What she needs now is artificial respiration and chest compressions!"
Tian Mengyao stamped her feet in frustration, shouting loudly.
"Found it."
Lin Fan saw a piece of phlegm, larger than a peanut, in the patient's throat.
This phlegm was lodged precisely, blocking more than half of the trachea.
"Get up!"
Tian Mengyao suddenly squatted down and placed her hands on the patient's chest.
"What are you doing?"
Lin Fan glared at her fiercely.
She glared back and cursed, "My mother is a director at the provincial hospital, and I know some medicine. I'm going to save her now. Get out of the way and stop putting on a show!"
Lin Fan, hearing this, exploded: "You know jack shit about medicine!"
As he spoke, Lin Fan shoved Tian Mengyao aside.
Wu Lei, witnessing this, became enraged. Pointing at Lin Fan's nose, he yelled, "Lin Fan, you dare to assault a state cadre?"
Lin Fan sighed helplessly and looked up at the three men, asking for help, "Please, help me prevent them from disturbing my treatment."
He was truly exasperated.
Lives were at stake, and with every second that passed, the patient's chances of survival diminished. He couldn't afford any delays.
The patient's three sons were burly. The two younger ones immediately restrained Wu Lei.
The eldest stood beside Tian Mengyao, but he felt hesitant to act.
"Young lady, please don't hinder Physician Lin's treatment."
He sidestepped to block Tian Mengyao, preventing her from crossing any further.
"You've all been fooled by him!"
Tian Mengyao got up from the ground and shouted, "He's not some divine doctor at all. The patient needs artificial respiration and oxygen!"
The leading man hesitated, but Lin Fan's reputation quickly swayed him.
"Let's talk about it later."
His eyes were sharp. If this young woman was telling the truth, then his three brothers were not to be trifled with.
"Sister Yueyue, get me a chopstick."
Lin Fan called out.
"Okay."
Song Yue responded and ran into the house, quickly returning with a chopstick, which she handed to Lin Fan.
Lin Fan glanced at it and then gently bent it near the upper part.
Snap!
A crisp sound.
The chopstick bent into an arc.
"Who can help me hold the old lady?"
Lin Fan called out.
"I will!"
Besides Lin Fan, Song Yue was the most worried.
If Lin Fan couldn't save the patient, she feared the patient's three sons wouldn't spare him, nor would Wu Lei or Tian Mengyao.
It was a matter of life and death!
"Lift her upper body, but not too high."
The patient was frail, and Song Yue completed Lin Fan's instruction with little effort.
Lin Fan reached out, used his thumb and index finger to pry open the patient's mouth, and then instructed Song Yue, "Sister Yueyue, hold her tightly, don't let her move."
"Mmm."
Song Yue tightly clasped the patient's arms.
Then, Lin Fan, aiming for the patient's tongue, slowly inserted the chopstick.
"Gurgle."
As the chopstick entered the trachea, the patient reacted, struggling to shake her head away.
But she was held fast by Song Yue and couldn't move.
Lin Fan also held her chin with his left hand, preventing her from thrashing.
This made her stomach churn uncomfortably.
The trachea had very sensitive nerve endings. Even a grain of rice entering it would trigger intense coughing and pain.
Even doctors performing tracheal examinations needed anesthesia first.
Let alone probing with a chopstick?
But the conditions were rudimentary, and time was of the essence; there was no time to worry about such things.
Lin Fan probed about eight or nine times. Each time, the patient struggled violently.
The patient's three sons, seeing their mother in such distress, felt her pain and wept.
For a moment, they even doubted Lin Fan.
Fortunately, at this moment, Lin Fan withdrew the chopstick and said, "Done."
Thump thump!
Song Yue patted the patient's back forcefully.
"Cough cough!"
The patient, who had been suffocating, coughed violently.
"Cough cough... Hiss~ Whoosh..."
After two violent coughs, the patient let out a long gasp.
"Gag gag."
The patient breathed deeply and coughed dryly, clutching her chest.
"It's okay, it's okay."
Lin Fan let out a sigh of relief and stood up.
"Physician Lin, my mother..."
The eldest son, with a worried expression, was about to ask when Lin Fan explained, "The old lady's trachea was blocked by a piece of phlegm, which prevented her from breathing, leading to this condition."
"I've used a chopstick to clear the blocked trachea, but it has caused minor tracheal damage."
"However, it's not serious. A course of anti-inflammatory medication will clear it up in a few days."
Upon hearing this, the three men were overjoyed: "Thank you so much!"
The eldest son added, "Physician Lin, your medical skills are truly miraculous!"
Thus, the three men continued to praise him effusively, seemingly intent on elevating Lin Fan to the heavens.
Wu Lei and Tian Mengyao were dumbfounded.
What had he just said?
Using a chopstick, he had cleared the blocked trachea?
How did he know where the trachea was blocked?
Tian Mengyao's face was full of surprise, her head swimming with questions.