## Chapter 51: Live Stream Accident
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The two of them were happily eating the wontons.
Suddenly, Zhang Xinzi's heart, which had been feeling slightly better, started acting up again.
She endured the discomfort and forced herself to sound cheerful as she made a few comments.
Then the host, Da Mi, started interacting with the chat and doing a prize draw.
Zhang Xinzi felt herself slowly drifting away. The outside sounds grew quieter. An invisible wall seemed to press in from all sides, crushing her, making it hard to breathe.
"Teacher Zhang? Teacher Zhang? You need to call the winner." Cheng Yuanqi looked strangely at Zhang Xinzi, who had gone completely silent.
*Thud.* Zhang Xinzi slid off her chair and collapsed under the table.
Host Da Mi froze on the spot. Chaos immediately broke out on the set.
A cameraman reacted quickly and turned off the main camera—but in his haste, he forgot that a side camera was still recording.
The sudden incident caused an uproar across the live stream.
*【What's happening!????】*
*【Zhang Xinzi collapsed???!】*
*【Another stunt? She pulled this on the red carpet before—got everyone's attention, then said it was low blood sugar.】*
*【Zhang Xinzi collapsed again? What the hell's going on!】*
The entire production team was frozen in shock. They were just a makeshift crew put together by a local film studio—not professionals. For a moment, no one dared to go over and help.
Jiang Tingyun heard the commotion from the kitchen. She dropped her spatula and sprinted out.
In that instant, she wasn't thinking about saving a life—she was thinking, *Please don't let someone die in my restaurant! I'd be screwed!!*
Forgetting that they were still filming, she ran over, crouched down, and checked. Zhang Xinzi's face was pale. Her bright red lipstick had worn off from eating, and her lips were dark purple.
Jiang Tingyun pressed her fingers to Zhang Xinzi's carotid artery to check for a pulse. 1001, 1002, 1003...
In an instant, Jiang Tingyun's face changed dramatically.
"Pei Jingmo!!! Call 120 right now!"
As she spoke, she grabbed the huge, heavy wooden table—laden with all its decorations—and lifted it like a child's toy, moving it aside.
Then she straightened Zhang Xinzi's twisted body under the table and immediately began chest compressions.
She knelt on the ground, back straight, shoulders aligned with the ground. Her hands overlapped and locked, pressing forcefully on the lower middle third of Zhang Xinzi's sternum.
In that moment, Jiang Tingyun felt as if she were back in the emergency room, where she had spent countless days and nights.
She would not let anyone die on her watch!! Even if she had to fight for it, she would bring this living, breathing life back!!
"Jiang Tingyun!! The call went through, but all the ambulances are out. They'd have to take a detour—it'll be fifteen minutes!"
Without hesitation, Jiang Tingyun scooped up Zhang Xinzi's limp body in a princess carry and strode toward the yard gate.
"Manager Xu! Whoever has a car—don't wait. Let's go now. We can drive there ourselves in under five minutes!"
The numb, frozen production team finally snapped back into motion. A luxury van's door opened. Jiang Tingyun laid Zhang Xinzi inside, not wasting a second, and continued chest compressions.
Only then did a crew member notice that one of the side cameras was still on.
Cold sweat poured down his back. They were screwed.
The live stream went black instantly. Countless comments flooded out.
*【Holy s**t!!! Is this real???】*
*【Isn't that the tofu-making Chef Jiang? Holy crap, is she a weightlifter??? That table was solid wood!】*
*【Damn! I hate Zhang Xinzi, but she's not really in trouble, is she?】*
*【You can't do CPR in every situation. What does a tofu seller know? Don't show off with inexperienced CPR.】*
*【To the comment above—at least she had the guts to help. That deserves credit.】*
*【Can someone tell me? What the hell is wrong with Zhang Xinzi!!!】*
The van sped like the wind toward the town hospital. Before they even reached the gate, Pei Jingmo jumped out, spoke a few words to the security guard, and the van drove straight through to the emergency room entrance. Doctors and nurses were already waiting with a gurney.
The van door opened. Jiang Tingyun was still doing compressions. It had only been a few minutes, but this high-intensity resuscitation was draining. She could already feel the soreness in her shoulders.
As she helped transfer the patient, Jiang Tingyun moved onto the gurney and continued compressions.
She quickly briefed the doctors and nurses on the patient's condition, giving clear times down to the minute.
Once the monitors were on and they saw the chaotic, irregular rhythm, the doctors brought over a defibrillator to prepare for emergency shock.
Suddenly, a *beep*—the ECG showed an organized rhythm again. Under the continuous compressions, the irregular heartbeat had finally returned to normal.
Visibly, Zhang Xinzi's pale face began to regain color.
She was saved.
Jiang Tingyun's whole body relaxed. A nurse finally asked her to leave the resuscitation room.
...
Exhausted, she sat on a chair outside the room. Only then did she notice that her hands were trembling slightly from overexertion.
A while later, the resuscitation room door opened.
The emergency doctor walked out with some forms.
"Where is Zhang Xinzi's family?"
The production crew and Zhang Xinzi's assistant rushed over.
The emergency doctor frowned. "Does the patient have any pre-existing conditions?"
Zhang Xinzi's assistant's nerves were on edge. But seeing Zhang Xinzi lying in there, life and death unknown, he could no longer hide the truth. Trembling, he pulled out a bunch of medications from his bag.
"She has heart disease. She's been taking these. She climbed the mountain this afternoon and only had coffee for lunch."
The doctor took the medications and examined them carefully. "Why would you let someone with heart disease do strenuous exercise and drink coffee?" he said sternly.
The production team couldn't hold back any longer. They grabbed the assistant by the collar. "F*CKING HELL!! Why didn't you say she had heart disease earlier?! The contract clearly stated there would be strenuous activity and mountain climbing!! If you'd told us, we never would have signed with you!!"
The assistant collapsed helplessly to the ground, covered his face, and sobbed.
The emergency doctor cleared his throat and quickly added, "The patient's heartbeat and breathing have been restored. Vital signs are stable. The blood test results are decent. She'll be transferred to the ICU for observation."
Then he raised an eyebrow at Jiang Tingyun.
"Young lady, your CPR technique is very professional. Your assessment was spot-on. You saved her today. Are you a medical professional?"
Jiang Tingyun looked up, a hint of nostalgia in her eyes. "I used to be. A long time ago."
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