Chapter 2104: with translation of chapter title

He said politely, then gulped a mouthful and ate a bite of noodles.

Uhhhh…

A hoarse voice came from the other end of the phone; despite exerting all his strength, he couldn't utter a word.

Chang Yue jumped in fright, her body involuntarily leaning toward Su Yun. That voice was as terrifying as a horror movie.

Xie Yiren completely failed to notice what had happened; Liu Xu zhi's wife's mushroom sauce was truly fragrant!

It was said that the mushrooms were picked by her herself in the wild after the first rain in the border town.

The little mushrooms weren't big, but they were very fragrant.

"President Sun?" Zheng Ren realized there was a problem, put down his bowl and chopsticks, and forced himself to swallow the noodles in his mouth.

"Boss, eating like that isn't good for your stomach," Su Yun said with a smile.

He thought his own boss was too Tension, it was just a bad signal, probably not an accident.

Old... old... life...

A hoarse voice to the extreme came through the phone intermittently; at this moment Su Yun also froze.

Throat edema?

I'm going!

"President Sun, don't panic, I know you have difficulties, I'll rush over, hold on!" Zheng Ren shouted loudly.

Su Yun immediately took out her phone and dialed Director Kong's home number. Upon hearing Sun Ming desperately utter an incomprehensible word, Zheng Ren immediately snatched Su Yun's phone.

"Director, Sun Ming's home address!"

"Don't ask, it's an emergency!"

"Send the address to my phone; we'll rush over, you call Emergency Rescue Service!"

Having said that, Zheng Ren stood up and turned to leave.

Liu Xu zhi didn't even react before the four people vanished before his eyes; only Xie Yiren finally said sorry.

Looking at the bowls and chopsticks and the unfinished noodles, Liu Xu zhi's wife stared dumbfounded.

She didn't understand what had happened at all.

Liu Xu zhi wore a stern face; hearing the sound, everyone ran down the stairs, and only then did he close the door.

"Old Liu, what's going on?" Liu Xu zhi's wife asked.

"Emergency rescue." Liu Xu zhi sighed, recalling that night of wind and snow.

I myself only managed to pick up my life by calling Zheng Lao Ban at the last moment.

"Old Liu, it's not a ghost, is it?" Liu Xu zhi's wife, recalling the voice just now on the phone, also felt a little scared.

"No, don't guess, you can't guess." Liu Xu zhi began to hurriedly tidy up the bowls and chopsticks.

"Sit down and rest." Liu Xu zhi's wife said, "Zheng Lao Ban just said you work too hard and need to take care of your bones."

"It's fine." Liu Xu zhi smiled and said, "After waiting half a lifetime for a money-making opportunity, shouldn't we work hard to save up some coffin money?"

"Pah! Hurry up and spit twice, your words are too inauspicious."

"Hehe." Liu Xu zhi scratched his head, intending to continue tidying the table.

After doing housework his whole life, truly saying he should be a hands-off manager, Old Liu really isn't used to it.

"Get lost onto the sofa." Liu Xu zhi's wife roared, thereby driving away this lifelong coward.

Zheng Lao Ban said, Old Liu is too hardworking; from now on, housework shouldn't be left to him, the tough wife thought while putting away the bowls and chopsticks.

Although after coming to Di Du Old Liu goes out early and returns late, he can still bring home money each day, his income is far higher than when he was in Xilin Town.

Everyone says doctors make money; Old Liu, having been a doctor for half his life, only now sees a hint of profit.

He finally became the family's mainstay, life's pressure greatly eased; could Old Liu reduce his workload?

But don't really wear the person out.

"Old Liu, do fewer Shou Bing each day."

"Huh? Why?"

"With your bones, a gust of wind makes you sway; you can't withstand the strain. If you wear yourself out, you'll still need medical treatment."

Liu Xu zhi laughed and cried; his wife really can't say nice things properly.

But he's grown accustomed to it; he sat on the sofa, wondering what Zheng Lao Ban's group had encountered.

……

……

Jumping into the car, Xie Yiren started at maximum speed.

"Where to?" Xie Yiren asked.

"First head to the Community Hospital." Zheng Ren said.

"Right, I remember President Sun saying when he ate that his daily activity range never exceeds one kilometer, even including grocery shopping." Su Yun added.

Actually they're practically neighbors, but Zheng Ren leaves early and returns late, so he has no idea where Sun Ming lives.

Soon, Director Kong's WeChat arrived, sending Sun Ming's address to Zheng Ren.

Zheng Ren read it once, then sent it to Xie Yiren, and set off following the navigation straight to President Sun's home.

"Boss, listening to the sound, throat swelling doesn't seem particularly severe; why does it feel like poisoning or paralysis?"

"Nerve paralysis; if ill, it's usually unilateral recurrent laryngeal nerve paralysis, rarely bilateral. Cervical plexus, brachial plexus anesthesia could be possible……"

"Too long-winded, and you weren't supposed to give a lesson."

"This isn't analysis, is it? If it causes nerve paralysis, could it be from eating poisonous mushrooms?" Zheng Ren began to speculate wildly.

"We just finished eating mushrooms; can't we say something auspicious?" Su Yun became unhappy.

"It's fine, I didn't eat, I'll rescue you." Chang Yue said coldly, "But it's been a long time since I've done emergency rescue; my hands are surely a bit rusty. If I can save one person, Yi Ren will be fine. You two, if you really died from poisonous mushroom poisoning, I'll burn paper for you every year—rest assured."

Since Chang Yue could no longer eat dinner, his temper has become increasingly irritable.

Zheng Ren didn't mind either, pretending not to have heard.

Unlike the time with Liu Xu zhi, the previous incident was a myocardial infarction; Zheng Ren knew clearly how to treat it and what to do.

But this time…

The sense of impending death emanating from President Sun was very clear.

【They said to quickly write a love song, refined or vulgar…】

"Put it on speaker, I want to listen too." Su Yun leaned forward from the back seat, saw it was Director Kong's call, and said.

Zheng Ren had nothing to hide, so he turned on the speaker and said, "Director."

"Are you on your way to President Sun's house?"

"Yes, Director."

"The emergency rescue personnel can't get in; knocking yields no answer. Calling gets no response—I suspect the person has passed out. Tell me what's going on." Director Kong sounded obviously anxious.

Zheng Ren recounted the whole incident; it was actually simple, with nothing much to describe.

"A few days ago this old couple had a slight allergy, were hospitalized for several days of medication, and said they'd be discharged today." Director Kong said, "It shouldn't be a severe allergic reaction, right?"

Upon hearing Director Kong's words, Zheng Ren felt a faint push from behind, and Xie Yiren pressed the flute.

Although it was late, in the traffic of Di Du the speed could not increase much.

"I'll rush over as fast as I can on my end—have you called 119?"

"Called!" Director Kong said in a deep voice, "Break down the door; if something happens I'll take responsibility. I've called the community hospital and told his son to hurry back."

"Let's hurry together; if the emergency rescue gets word… never mind, I'll speak directly to Manager Zhou."

After hanging up, Zheng Ren called President Sun back.

Ten seconds passed, and no one answered.

Allergy is a likely diagnosis. Laryngeal edema can progress from hoarseness to hypoxia-induced unconsciousness, varying from person to person and case to case.

If it progresses quickly, by the time we break down the door President Sun may already be gone.

Hopefully there's still time; Zheng Ren fell silent, clenched his fists tightly, and stared ahead.

The long note Xie Yiren pressed still had some effect, increasing the speed just a little compared to before.