No one noticed the middle-aged man's shock.
With Ye Guichen's continuous tapping, the child seemed to choke on something and suddenly spat out a mouthful of foul substance into the plastic bag Zhang Chongchen had already prepared.
The foul substance immediately emitted a strong, fishy odor, causing those nearby to quickly cover their mouths.
"Alright, it should be fine in a moment." Ye Guichen said to the woman, then gave Zhang Chongchen a look and quickly headed to the bathroom.
As soon as he entered the bathroom, voices of exclamation came from outside: "He's awake!"
"He's really awake! Amazing!"
"The child is fine now."
"Thank God, son, you're okay now, you scared me to death!"
Voices of surprise and praise continued, as if everyone had forgotten their previous criticisms of Ye Guichen.
Inside the bathroom.
Zhang Chongchen opened the plastic bag, his expression serious: "Brother Ye, did you also find that what the child spat out was abnormal?"
