In Liu Yan'Er's dazed and shocked expression, Qin Feng left and returned home.
He then sent her all the materials of the foundation for her to review first.
Whether she could run it or not depended on Liu Yan'Er herself. If not, he would find a professional manager from outside to operate it.
After all, he was a doctor and didn't have the time to oversee the foundation every day.
On the afternoon of the next day,
he picked up Liu Yan'Er and Chen Yuanyuan and headed to the airport to send them back to Beijing.
"Hello, Mr. Qin."
Just as they arrived at the parking lot, a woman in a professional suit came over with two people behind her, smiling,
"We are here to meet you, please follow us."
Saying that, the two attendants behind her proactively walked over and took the luggage from their hands.
They then took the VIP elevator directly from the underground parking lot to the private customer passageway.
Compared to outside, there were significantly fewer people here.
There were also dedicated check-in counters and places for handling business, separate from other floors.
"Mr. Qin, let us check your luggage first, and I'll take you to check in."
The woman smiled professionally and said to the three.
Qin Feng nodded upon hearing this and walked toward the check-in counter.
"Hello, the Qin Medical Fund has reserved two first-class tickets, please process them."
The woman said to the lady at the check-in counter, then looked at the three,
"May I see the IDs of the two boarding, please?"
"Oh, oh."
"Sure."
Liu Yan'Er and Chen Yuanyuan handed over the IDs they had prepared.
In just a minute or two, the tickets were printed and delivered to them along with their IDs.
"All set, please follow me; we'll take a private bus to the boarding area later."
The woman nodded with a smile and said,
"Mr. Qin, the special car you need has also been arranged with Beijing's airline, and there will be dedicated service upon landing."
"Great, thank you!"
"You're welcome, it's my pleasure."
Qin Feng thanked her, and the woman's smile grew even wider,
"There's still some time before the flight, why don't you all come with me to relax in the VIP lounge for a bit?"
Saying this,
she led the three of them into a private little lounge.
There were only about a dozen seats here, with two or three people scattered about, and the snack bar opposite was filled with various snacks and drinks.
"Yan'Er, what do you think about what happened yesterday?"
After sitting down, Qin Feng looked at Liu Yan'Er and asked.
"Brother Feng, this is too big a matter, can I discuss it with my mentor when I get back?"
Liu Yan'Er bit her lip, somewhat troubled,
"I've never independently handled such a large amount before and don't want to disappoint you."
"Sure, no problem."
Qin Feng nodded after hearing this and said nothing more.
After all, the foundation was indeed very large, and Liu Yan'Er's concerns were understandable.
However, he still hoped that Liu Yan'Er would manage it; he felt at ease with his own people!
"What are you talking about?"
Chen Yuanyuan sat beside them, curiously listening to their conversation.
"Oh, it's nothing, just asking Yan'Er to help me with something."
Qin Feng replied casually, smiling.
About half an hour later, it was time to board.
Qin Feng bid farewell to the reluctant Liu Yan'Er and Chen Yuanyuan, then left straight away.
Driving slowly along the airport's external road,
he was contemplating what to do next when Deputy Director Chen had given him the day off knowing he was seeing his daughter off at the airport.
Just as he arrived in front of the main airport building, he saw a group of people gathered at the entrance, peering inside continuously.
Curiously, Qin Feng lowered his car window, and a frantic voice, slightly tinged with sobs, reached his ears.
"Help! Help! Is there a doctor?"
???
What's going on?
Out of professional habit, Qin Feng instinctively hit the brakes, only to be met with honking from behind, so he accelerated again.
Seeing no oncoming traffic, he swerved sharply, veering towards the side closer to the airport entrance.
Parking the car in the waiting area, he immediately got out and ran towards the crowd.
"Make way! Make way!
I am a doctor!"
Qin Feng shouted, and everyone immediately turned to look at him, automatically making a path.
Qin Feng rushed into the crowd, only to see a young man lying on the ground, clutching his throat desperately, breathing harshly but to no avail.
There was a hoarse, raspy wheezing from his throat, and his face had turned a cyanotic hue.
"It seems he's having trouble breathing."
"Who knows? He just suddenly collapsed and became like this."
"The security guard has gone to call for the airport doctor, but it'll probably be a while."
"No idea if he can hold on, it's so distressing to watch."
...
Qin Feng immediately squatted beside the fallen young man, his expression serious.
"Hey, can you hear me?"
He called out to the young man, finding that his consciousness was already slipping into a state of coma, with no response at all.
Both hands tightly gripping his throat, leaving crimson marks, as if trying to tear it open.
Physical examination!
Acute asphyxia, breathlessness, cyanotic face, throat locked.
In Qin Feng's mind flashed the most likely diagnosis, acute laryngeal edema!
This is a viral infection leading to epiglottitis, which, once it occurs, can instantly block the trachea, causing asphyxiation.
He began to recall the symptoms of acute laryngeal edema for a final diagnosis.
Three indentations sign: recession in the suprasternal notch, supraclavicular fossa, and intercostal spaces during inhalation.
This means the trachea is completely blocked, and immediate emergency treatment is essential; otherwise, respiratory failure will occur in less than 3 minutes with a high mortality rate!
Rip~!
Qin Feng grabbed the young man's T-shirt, and with a sudden exertion, tore it open from the middle.
The onlooking crowd watched intently, shocked by his strength!
They immediately saw the patient's suprasternal notch, supraclavicular fossa, and intercostal spaces rise and fall, sink and rise with each breath...
Three indentations sign!
His heart sank instantly, damn it!
If there were no three indentations sign, the condition wouldn't be so dangerous.
Hormones, diuretics, and dehydration drugs could be used for treatment along with inhalation of high-concentration glucocorticoids.
This could quickly reduce local edema with good effect.
But now, the patient's trachea is completely obstructed, and the cyanotic complexion is turning gray-black.
A tracheotomy must be performed immediately!
At this moment the patient's upper airway is completely obstructed, tracheal intubation is necessary, and, if needed, a tube open incision for treatment.
But this is at the airport entrance, there's no tracheal intubation equipment, let alone sterile tracheae here.
The patient's situation is extremely critical, and waiting is not an option!
Otherwise, respiratory failure and death could happen at any moment!
So there is no other way now.
"A tracheotomy must be performed immediately!"
But there's no knife, what to do?
Qin Feng looked up at the crowd, shouting loudly.
"Anyone with a knife?"
...
There was no answer.
This is an airport!
Who would carry a knife?
You can't even get past security!
Seeing the situation, he frowned deeply but suddenly had a flash of inspiration.
"Anyone with a mirror?"
"I have one!"
"I have one too!"
.....
Several girls immediately shouted, quickly gathering around.
It's unthinkable for a girl not to carry a small mirror when going out, right?
And when Qin Feng appeared, he had already attracted a lot of attention; many girls were recording with their phones.
Too handsome!
A girl stepped forward, dumping her bag onto the ground.
Crash~
Everything spilled out in front of everyone, and quick as a flash, she picked up a Hello Kitty mirror, extending it to Qin Feng.
"Here's a mirror, handsome!"
"Thank you!"
Qin Feng took the mirror, thanked her, then threw it on the ground, stomping on it.
Crack!
The mirror shattered instantly.
Qin Feng removed his jacket, wrapped his hand, picked up the largest sharp fragment, and wiped off the edge debris.
"I need two people to hold him down!"
"I'm in!"
"Me too!"
Two burly men stepped forward, one holding the head, the other the upper body.
Qin Feng saw this, grew serious, and held the mirror shard to the triangle area of the neck.
(Triangle area: The triangle made by the suprasternal notch at the top and the anterior edges of the sternocleidomastoid muscles at the sides, also known as the safety triangle.)
You can't cut the neck directly; there are too many arteries and veins on either side, or you'd see a blood fountain.
He dropped the shard, making a lateral incision!
"Hiss~~~~"
The surrounding crowd gasped at his actions.
Some timid men and women closed their eyes and turned their heads, too scared to watch.
Slit!
The skin was cut open, and the young man suddenly convulsed, struggling violently to get up.
The neck is one of the most fragile parts of the body, and once attacked, it instinctively triggers protective mechanisms.
Moreover, without anesthesia, being cut open like this naturally elicits pain and dangerous reflexes.
"Hold him still! Don't let him move!"
Qin Feng immediately shouted.
"Damn it! Looks slim, but surprisingly strong!"
The two burly men commented, instantly immobilizing the young man on the ground.
After all, when unconscious, people can struggle with considerable strength!
Qin Feng, holding the glass shard, again targeted the triangle area of the neck, quickly cutting across, over and over!
Until the skin, muscles, and thin membranes were completely slashed open, fully exposing the trachea.
The surrounding crowd was shocked and retreated.
Those witnessing such a scene for the first time felt there was no difference from murder.
Blood was flowing everywhere, truly terrifying!