"What happened?" the boss asked frantically.
The middle-aged woman, holding the little boy in her arms, looked bewildered. "I don't know. Xiao Bao was fine just a moment ago, and then he suddenly collapsed."
"Xiao Bao, Xiao Bao, don't scare your mommy, wake up quickly."
"Quick, call for an ambulance!" a customer reminded them.
The middle-aged man standing beside the woman finally reacted, picking up his phone and dialing the emergency number.
"He has food poisoning," a voice suddenly said as everyone stood there, unsure what to do.
Food poisoning?
Everyone looked at Chen Fan, as the statement had come from him.
The boss's expression changed, and he scolded, "Nonsense! How could this be food poisoning? The child's parents ate the same thing, and they're perfectly fine. Be careful, or I'll sue you for defamation!"
"Dr. Qin, you can't let your friend talk nonsense. We're a small business, and we rely on this shop to make a living," the boss's wife said to Qin Shuran, knowing Chen Fan had come with her.
Qin Shuran frowned and looked at Chen Fan. "Is it really food poisoning? This place is very clean; there shouldn't be such a problem, right?"
Chen Fan nodded. His judgment would not be wrong.
"Kid, if you dare to talk nonsense again, do you believe I'll find someone to sue you!" the boss threatened, pointing at Chen Fan when he saw him nod again.
He had worked hard for years to build this foundation and didn't want it to be ruined by a young man's words.
"Doctor? You're doctors? Please save my Xiao Bao, please!" The middle-aged woman, hearing the boss's wife refer to Qin Shuran as Dr. Qin, rushed to beg Qin Shuran.
She had conceived this child at forty, and he was the hope of their entire family. If anything happened to him, she would never forgive herself.
Qin Shuran stepped forward and checked the little boy's vital signs, finding that he was already having difficulty breathing.
"Chen Fan, the child's breathing is weakening," Qin Shuran quickly told him.
Chen Fan also squatted down, two silver needles appearing in his hand. He swiftly inserted them into the boy's philtrum and dantian.
Instantly, the boy's breathing returned to normal, but he was still foaming at the mouth, his eyes rolled back, and his body twitched slightly.
"Could these symptoms be epilepsy?" a man in the crowd asked doubtfully.
"Yes, I knew this looked familiar. Isn't this epilepsy?" another man chimed in.
The boss looked at Chen Fan. "Did you hear that? It's epilepsy, not food poisoning at all."
"As a doctor, if you can't even make the most basic diagnosis, what kind of doctor are you!"
Qin Shuran frowned, as she too noticed that the little boy's symptoms were indeed very similar to epilepsy. However, she also knew that Chen Fan, being a divine doctor who could even solve gynecological problems, wouldn't make such a simple diagnostic error.
Chen Fan ignored the boss. At this moment, saving the child was more important than arguing. He then asked the middle-aged woman, "What did he eat today at noon?"
The middle-aged woman replied tearfully, "My husband ordered a soft-shelled turtle for me to nourish my body, along with a few meat dishes. He didn't eat anything else."
Chen Fan stood up and looked at the food on the table. As the middle-aged woman had said, apart from the four dishes, there were no other wrappers.
"Is this doctor any good? The symptoms are so obvious, it's epilepsy, and he's still talking about food poisoning."
"Who knows? Maybe he wants to extort money from the boss."
"Doctors nowadays are all greedy. They'll say you're sick even if you're not, just to earn more money."
"Boss, don't worry. If this kid dares to slander you, we'll testify for you."
"Yes, we'll testify for you."
Hearing this, the boss's eyes welled up with tears, and he clasped his hands together in gratitude.
"Do you have any olive oil?" Chen Fan asked.
The boss gave Chen Fan a disdainful look and completely ignored him.
"I'll go buy some," Qin Shuran said, getting up to go to the nearby store.
However, the boss's wife stopped Qin Shuran. "We have some in the shop; I'll get it for you right away."
Saying that, she took a bottle of olive oil from the counter.
"What are you doing! This kid is a骗子 (piànzi - swindler), didn't you hear these people say he wants to extort money from us?" the boss glared at his wife and scolded her.
The boss's wife replied, "Dr. Qin wouldn't extort money from us; she's not that kind of person."
As she spoke, the boss's wife handed the olive oil to Qin Shuran.
Qin Shuran opened the olive oil and gave it to Chen Fan.
Chen Fan took the olive oil, directly opened the little boy's mouth, and poured the olive oil in.
"Ugh!"
As soon as the olive oil was poured into the little boy's mouth, he immediately vomited.
After three consecutive times, the little boy miraculously opened his eyes.
"Mommy, Mommy." Seemingly frightened, the little boy cried out and buried his head in his mother's embrace.
Seeing that the little boy had indeed regained consciousness, everyone was astonished.
"Wasn't this child epileptic? How did he get better after drinking olive oil?"
"Could this child really have food poisoning?"
"Impossible. I've eaten at this Sichuan restaurant for over ten years without any problems. How could it be food poisoning?"
Everyone turned their confused gazes to Chen Fan.
At this moment, the little boy's father excitedly thanked Chen Fan. "Thank you, Dr. Chen, thank you, Dr. Chen!"
"You're welcome," Chen Fan replied with a faint smile.
The middle-aged man still asked, concerned, "Dr. Chen, is my child completely recovered? What exactly happened to him? Was it epilepsy?"
Epilepsy is a neurological disorder, and if he truly had it, he would need to be treated in a hospital.
"It was just ordinary food poisoning; there's no need to worry. If you're still concerned, you can go to the hospital for a comprehensive check-up," Chen Fan replied.
The middle-aged man was even more confused. "Food poisoning?"
"But we ate the same things; why are we fine?"
Chen Fan stood up and pointed at the soft-shelled turtle on the table. "Eating soft-shelled turtle alone is not a problem, but when you pair the celery stir-fried with meat that you ordered with the soft-shelled turtle, it becomes a problem."
Everyone looked at Chen Fan with even more confusion.
Chen Fan continued to explain, "Eating celery and soft-shelled turtle together can cause a poisoning reaction, but this varies from person to person. He has a weak spleen and stomach and cannot neutralize this toxin, which is why he suffered from food poisoning."
The middle-aged man nodded repeatedly, his face filled with excitement. "Yes, yes, yes! My child has had a weak spleen and stomach since he was young. You are truly a divine doctor!"