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"Xiaoya! My dear granddaughter!"

Seeing her granddaughter finally cry out, the old lady was so excited that she trembled all over and knelt down in front of Jiang Ye with a thud, tears and snot streaming down her face.

"Thank you! Thank you so much, my savior! If it weren't for you, my granddaughter would be dead today! You are our family's greatest benefactor!"

The old woman cried as she tried to kowtow to Jiang Ye.

"Old man, get up! You mustn't!"

Jiang Ye quickly reached out and helped the old lady up.

He glanced down at Xiaoya, who was still crying. Although she had expelled the foreign object, the little girl's breathing was still rapid, and her throat was hoarse from the intense friction.

Although the foreign object has been removed from the throat, the trachea and throat may have been damaged, and a professional examination must be performed immediately.

"Grandpa, although the child has vomited, his throat may be injured. We can't delay."

Jiang Ye decisively picked up Xiaoya and turned to the old lady, saying:

"Come on, get in my car, I'll take you to the hospital!"

After saying that, Jiang Ye carried the child and strode towards the Bentley. He opened the car door, put the child in the back seat, and then helped the old lady in as well.

He floored the gas pedal.

The black Bentley sped off like an arrow towards the First People's Hospital of Hanzhou City.

Ten minutes later.

The Bentley came to a smooth stop in front of the hospital's emergency department building.

Jiang Ye carried Xiao Ya and led the old lady, rushing quickly into the brightly lit emergency room.

. . . .

The emergency room lobby was brightly lit, and the pungent smell of disinfectant filled the air.

"Doctor! Emergency! The child just vomited up a foreign object stuck in their throat, please check their airway quickly!"

Jiang Ye carried Xiao Ya and rushed into the emergency room like a gust of wind, shouting loudly as he ran.

Upon seeing this, the on-duty emergency room doctors and nurses immediately rushed over with a stretcher. They quickly took Xiaoya from them and rushed her into the resuscitation room for a comprehensive medical examination.

Outside the emergency room.

The old woman slumped on a plastic bench in the corridor, her hands clasped together, constantly murmuring "May the Bodhisattva protect me," and turbid tears streaming down her wrinkled face.

Her body was still trembling slightly uncontrollably, clearly not yet recovered from the extreme fear she had just experienced.

Jiang Ye walked to the water dispenser next to him, filled a disposable paper cup with warm water, and gently handed it to the old lady.

"Grandpa, have some water to calm your nerves. The child has already vomited it up, and the most dangerous moment has passed. This is just a routine check-up, and there won't be any major problems. Don't worry too much." Jiang Ye's voice was gentle and steady, carrying a reassuring power.

The old woman took the paper cup with trembling hands, looked up at Jiang Ye with eyes full of gratitude, and said in a trembling voice, "Young man, thank you so much today... If it weren't for you, even if my old bones died here today, I wouldn't have the face to go down and see my poor daughter-in-law..."

About ten minutes later.

The door to the emergency room was pushed open, and a pediatric chief physician wearing a mask came out.

"Doctor, how is my granddaughter?" The old lady suddenly stood up and rushed over anxiously.

The doctor removed his mask, let out a long sigh of relief, and smiled with relief: "Don't worry, sir, the child is fine now. We just did a laryngoscopy and chest X-ray, and there was no residue in the airway. It's just that the hard candy was stuck quite deep, and the violent coughing caused slight abrasions and redness on the throat mucosa."

The doctor turned to Jiang Ye with an admiring look: "This gentleman performed the Heimlich maneuver perfectly and in a very timely manner! If he had arrived a minute or two later, causing brain hypoxia, the consequences would have been unimaginable. Now the child only needs an IV drip of anti-inflammatory medication and overnight observation in the hospital; he can be discharged tomorrow morning."

Hearing the doctor's words, the old lady's tense nerves finally relaxed completely. Her legs went weak and she almost knelt down again, but fortunately Jiang Ye caught her in time.

"Thank you, doctor! Thank you, my savior!"

Just then.

Suddenly, a series of hurried footsteps came from outside the emergency room lobby.

With a screeching sound of brakes, a black Audi A6L came to a smooth stop in front of the emergency room. The door was flung open, and a middle-aged man scrambled inside.

The man was about forty years old, wearing a slightly wrinkled white shirt and dark suit trousers. He wasn't wearing a tie, and the top two buttons of his shirt were undone. His forehead was covered in beads of sweat, his face was pale, and his eyes revealed an almost frantic anxiety and fear.

"Mom! Xiaoya! Where is Xiaoya?!"

As soon as the middle-aged man rushed into the hall, he started shouting at the top of his lungs, his voice clearly trembling with sobs.

"Zhifeng! Over here! We're here!" The old lady waved in response when she heard the voice.

The middle-aged man, known as Zhifeng, suddenly turned his head and saw his unharmed elderly mother and Xiaoya, who had just been pushed out by the nurse and was lying quietly asleep on the gurney. His body, which had been holding on, seemed to have all its strength drained away in an instant, and he staggered to the front of the gurney.

"Xiaoya... Daddy's good daughter..."

The man reached out with trembling hands and gently stroked his daughter's rosy cheeks, tears welling up instantly. This grown man was crying like a child in the emergency room.

The old woman stepped forward, wiping away her tears, and told her son the whole story of the terrifying scene that had just happened on the roadside.

"Zhifeng, you really have to thank this young man! If he hadn't stopped the car immediately to save her and then ran red lights all the way to get us to the hospital, you wouldn't be able to see Xiaoya now!" The old lady said excitedly, pointing at Jiang Ye standing to the side.

Upon hearing this, Lin Zhifeng suddenly turned around.

He strode up to Jiang Ye, and without saying a word, bent down and bowed deeply to Jiang Ye at a ninety-degree angle!

"Sir, I am deeply grateful! My name is Lin Zhifeng. If it weren't for your help today, my family would be completely ruined!"

Lin Zhifeng straightened up and tightly grasped Jiang Ye's hands. His hands were still trembling slightly from excessive excitement, his eyes were red, and his tone was filled with deep gratitude.

"Mr. Lin, you flatter me. It was just a small favor. Anyone with first aid knowledge would have done the same in that situation. I'm glad the child is alright." Jiang Ye smiled faintly and withdrew his hand with composure.

After being settled in, Xiaoya was moved to a VIP private room and put on an anti-inflammatory IV drip. The little girl, who had been up most of the night, was now fast asleep.

Lin Zhifeng arranged for his driver and secretary to stay with his elderly mother and daughter in the hospital room.

Then, he turned around and looked at Jiang Ye with sincere eyes.

"Mr. Jiang, my child is out of danger now. You not only saved my daughter's life tonight, but also paid for her medical expenses. Please, I must give you a chance to express my gratitude. Although it's late, there's a private restaurant nearby that I often go to that's still open. Please do me the honor of dining there so I can offer you a drink!"

Lin Zhifeng's tone was firm, carrying an undeniable sincerity.

Jiang Ye checked the time; it was already past 1 a.m. He initially wanted to refuse, but seeing the expectant and grateful look in Lin Zhifeng's eyes, he finally nodded.

"Alright, then I'll gladly accept your offer."

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