Chapter 151 Gu Baobao Slaps Down Doubts
At that moment, Su Xiaoyu, who had been watching coldly from a distance, walked over arm in arm with Red Lavoisier.
Seeing Gu Baobao step forward, a venomous gleam of pleasure flashed in Su Xiaoyu's eyes.
Then, in a soft, sweet English voice that was neither too loud nor too soft, but loud enough for those around to hear clearly, she said:
"Oh dear, Mr. Mendelssohn, what's wrong? It looks serious!"
Mr. Lavoisier, shouldn't we call the official medical team from the exhibition right away?
Or perhaps we could contact the best cardiologist in Paris? This young lady… looks so young, and she's from… China?
She deliberately emphasized the words "China," drawing out the last syllable, her tone filled with undisguised contempt and innuendo.
Her words immediately drew agreement from some onlookers.
A middle-aged man who looked like an exhibitor from Country M frowned and said in heavily accented English:
"Mr. Mendelssohn is the head of the Mendelssohn Medical Group in Country D, and his health is not something to be taken lightly."
China? I've heard that the medical care there is still very primitive, and even decent Western medicine is lacking.
Letting such a young girl handle an acute heart attack? That's too risky!
"Yes, let's wait for a professional doctor to come!"
Another blonde woman chimed in, looking at Gu Baobao with suspicion.
A buzz of discussion arose around them, with skeptical and disdainful glances directed at Gu Baobao.
Minister Sui frowned deeply, his face looking rather grim, but he remained silent.
They simply kept a close eye on Gu Baobao, choosing to trust her judgment and abilities.
Lu Zhanming's eyes were already as cold as ice as he swept over Su Xiaoyu and the few people who had spoken up to question him, memorizing their faces.
Supported by his assistant, Artur Mendelssohn, who was almost slumped in a chair, was still conscious despite being in great pain.
He heard the surrounding chatter and saw the black-haired girl standing in front of him, her expression calm and serene.
The girl's eyes were clear, without panic or anger at being questioned; only a focused calmness befitting a doctor.
For some reason, this strangely calmed his mind, which was on the verge of chaos.
He laboriously raised his hand, gesturing for his assistants and engineers to calm down, then asked haltingly in English, his voice trembling with pain but still trying to maintain composure:
"You...you're a doctor? What...specialty?"
Gu Baobao met his gaze and said frankly:
"Mr. Mendelssohn, I am a practitioner of Traditional Chinese Medicine from China. Traditional Chinese Medicine emphasizes observation, listening, questioning, and palpation. I can assess your health by taking your pulse."
Your condition is very dangerous. Regular nitroglycerin tablets may not be effective in relieving your coronary artery spasm and accompanying arrhythmia. Please allow me to take your pulse first.
Her English was fluent, almost like a native speaker's, and her vocabulary was professional and accurate. Her confident and composed demeanor contrasted sharply with the doubts around her.
Traditional Chinese medicine? Pulse diagnosis?
A look of surprise flashed in Artur Mendelssohn's grey-blue eyes.
As the head of a top medical group, he was not entirely ignorant of global medical trends, but he had never truly come into contact with this ancient and mysterious medicine of the East.
Normally, he might have just laughed it off.
But at this moment, the excruciating chest pain and feeling of suffocation intensified in waves, conventional medications were ineffective, and the exhibition's medical team would take time to arrive.
And the best cardiologist in Paris... might not be able to immediately resolve his troublesome old ailment.
Trying anything as a last resort?
No, the girl's eyes didn't look like she was joking.
"Okay... alright."
He managed to utter a single word, extending his trembling, age-spotted wrist.
A moment of silence fell over the surroundings, and everyone held their breath as they watched.
Su Xiaoyu curled her lips into a cold smile, waiting to see Gu Baobao make a fool of herself.
Lavoisier narrowed his eyes, his gaze shifting back and forth between Gu Baobao's calm profile and Artur's pained expression, as if assessing an interesting gamble.
Gu Baobao squatted down and extended three fingers, gently placing them on Artur Mendelssohn's wrist.
Her fingers were long and slender, white, yet her fingertips possessed a steady, reassuring strength.
[Defu, an auxiliary pulse analysis tool, simultaneously compares with a database of common cardiac emergencies.]
She gave the order in her mind.
[Received! Pulse data being received... Analysis in progress... The pulse is wiry and rapid, weak upon deep palpation, especially pronounced on the left cun position.]
With obvious sloughing... combined with the target's body surface temperature, complexion, respiratory rate, and other signs, it is highly consistent with acute coronary syndrome.
Unstable angina pectoris accompanied by premature ventricular contractions, complicated by deficiency of heart yang and blood stasis in the heart, according to traditional Chinese medicine.
Deford's analysis was completed almost instantly and with unparalleled precision.
About a minute later, Gu Baobao withdrew her hand.
Amidst the skeptical, curious, or gloating gazes of the crowd,
She spoke slowly, her voice clear and steady, addressing Artur Mendelssohn directly in English:
"Mr. Mendelssohn, your years of hard work and excessive thinking have depleted your heart blood, leading to a deficiency of heart yang and malnourishment of the heart vessels."
In addition, given his advanced age, his blood and qi circulation was already sluggish. Today, perhaps due to emotional fluctuations or slight fatigue, he triggered severe spasm of the heart vessels, further exacerbating the blood stasis in his heart.
The Western medical diagnosis is angina pectoris caused by acute myocardial ischemia, accompanied by frequent premature ventricular contractions.
Do you often experience chest tightness, palpitations, waking up gasping for breath at night, feeling cold and having cold limbs, or feeling weak and fatigued?
The squeezing pain in the chest area worsens, especially after emotional stress or fatigue, and may radiate to the left shoulder and back?
With each word she spoke, Artur Mendelssohn's eyes widened, until finally, the pain in his eyes was replaced by unbelievable shock!
She was absolutely right!
It was even more specific and precise than the description given by his private doctor!
Even his closest assistants might not be aware of those subtle symptoms!
"How...how did you know?!"
He asked in a trembling voice, the shock seemingly temporarily suppressing the intense pain in his chest.
The surrounding doubts vanished instantly.
Those foreign exhibitors who were just mocking the exhibitors were now gaping in astonishment.
Look at Gu Baobao, then look at Artur Mendelssohn's shocked expression, his face filled with disbelief.
Su Xiaoyu's cold smile froze, and her fingers unconsciously tightened around Lavoisier's arm.
Lavoisier's eyes gleamed with an even stronger light, a mixture of greed and inquiry.
Minister Sui quietly loosened his clenched fist, his eyes filled with barely suppressed excitement and pride.
It's done!
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